Reverse Thinking, Die!

"Is this the power of luck?"

High Buddha Xingyun clenched his fists and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

Just now, he had already sensed how powerful the luck was.

Now, after truly fusing with the luck, he finally understood how powerful the luck was!

How was this luck? This was simply the Great Dao!

Just the power of luck was already so powerful and increased his cultivation by so much. If he had more power of luck, how powerful would he be?

Moreover, this was only the beginning. The subsequent development of the power of luck would definitely be stronger.

Originally, Xingyun felt that he was only a small monk of the Buddhist Sect. In his life, he would at most become a Buddha on the Spirit Mountain.

However, now, he felt that his ambition was infinitely inflated. He was completely capable and qualified to become a Buddha!

He looked at Lu Xiaoran and smiled.