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Chapter 839

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    After Lin Xuanxiu put his mind into the chapter on training heaven, he had a somewhat critical look at the beginning, but as his consciousness deepened, he was stunned for a moment, and his heart was full of shocks.

    It's not that he hasn't watched Shengju in the past, but those scenes seem a bit fake to him, and he doesn't like the noisy singing and dancing very much.

    But at this moment, he felt that he was standing in a scene where he could hardly tell whether it was real or illusory. If he hadn't clearly known that he was still standing where he was, he would have been moved to a strange sea area a hundred years ago.  superior.

    Although the hundreds of large boats on the sea are not as good as the thousands of fighting flying boats, for some reason, when he saw the black cicada-winged flags, he felt his emotions become more excited.

    And when he was standing there in a daze waiting and watching, Ban Lan also entered the training of heaven and Taoism, but only entered the first scene of the grand drama, and he knew that this time he was the loser.

    After reading it again, all that is left is admiration.

    The film produced by Dongting Fuzhou contains a lot of humanities and family and country feelings, interspersed with many epic and soul-stirring stories, which are for maintenance rather than destruction, for inheritance rather than conquest  , which is more resonant than a mere battle.

    More importantly, this is actually a grand drama, which means that not only cultivators can see it, but also ordinary people who do not have the seal of clear insight can also watch it.

    From this point alone, it is impossible for him to compare.

    Is it that others can't think of it?  Not necessarily, I'm afraid I just don't care.

    After a long time, Lin Xuanxiu's mind was withdrawn from the training of heaven and Taoism. He sighed a long time, and then looked at the east sky.

    After watching the seven scenes just now, he immersed himself unconsciously, and even himself was infected by the past events in it, especially when it came to the scene where the beacon fire was lit, he wished he could go to the East Court immediately and kill the God of Resurrection Society.  And Ability God swept away.

    Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed again. Even a cultivator like himself felt his heart agitated after watching this grand drama, let alone those ordinary people?

    He knew that it was impossible for Changhe Fuzhou to win in this matter.

    After feeling sad for a long time, he turned his head, looked at Ban Lan who was silent, and comforted him: "Mr. Ban, don't feel sorry, I can see that this time is really not your fault, we really underestimated Dong.  Lin believes that Mr. Ban has done his best."

    Ban Lan shook her head, and said: "This time, Ban's defeat was convincing. Compared with Dongting's, the pictures made by Ban are not only crude, but also superficial, which is incomparable. The comrades in Dongting Fuzhou this time  But I taught Ban X well once, and let Ban X become a student for a while."

    He knew that even if he knew Dong Ting's plan in advance, unless Changhe Fuzhou fully supported him, he would not be able to create a similar grand drama, but even with such help, he would not be able to do this  And so on.

    The problem is not only with himself, but also with Changhe's past, which is not as deep and heavy as Dongting's accumulation.

    It's just that he also discovered a detail at the same time, and he said to himself in his heart: "The Huishenhui, the ancient gods are interesting, and it seems that we need to investigate carefully when we go back."

    In the Dongting Fuzhou hut, Yue Luo would look at the Fuzhou talisman several times almost every morning and evening before settling down to see if the restraint had been lifted.

    On this day, after her morning class, she entered the Dao Zhang, saw that the talisman was already lit up there, she couldn't help lightening up, her whole body was also cheered up, and finally felt that she could share this good thing with her friends  .

    She immediately sent the shadow and picture seal to Ding Ying, Du Xiaoxiao, An Ran, and the others. After thinking about it, she didn't forget to send a copy to "Tao Shi", and said at the same time: "Senior, this is our East Court  The grand opera written and acted by Fuzhou is very good-looking, seniors are welcome to take a look, juniors are also participating, please be merciful."

    When Gan Bai saw it, he couldn't help being a little interested. He only took a few glances, and couldn't help curling his lips. There were traces of Xuanzun's intervention.

    Who is Xuanshou of Dongting Fuzhou? Others don't know, how can he not know?

    If it was someone else, maybe he would go up and criticize a few words, but let¡¯s forget about this one, he didn¡¯t want to expose himself, so he hummed a few times and kept silent.

    At the same moment, Nie Xinying and Tao Dingfu sat down in the box seats of a certain grand theater in Yujing, preparing to watch the grand opera that Dongting Fuzhou had sent early.

    Nie Xinying, as a disciple of Bai Zhenshan and a direct descendant of Xuanzun, naturally easily obtained the qualification to watch the drama first.

    And after watching the seven-act drama in one day, she unconsciously sighed: "It's really not easy, little brother."?? is her status as a direct disciple of Liuli Tiangong, if someone with no roots comes in, it will definitely be difficult for her to move forward.

    At this time, a female cultivator came in, handed over a box of pills, and said, "I just took it from Baizhen Mountain, and it is a good Tiaoshen pill."

    Meng Huanzhen took it over and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister Ruan."

    Junior Sister Ruan sat down beside her, and said, "Senior Sister is so tired, why don't you watch the latest drama?"

    "Shengju?"

    Meng Huan really shook her head, although many fellow students in the division are very enthusiastic about it, but she usually does not read these things.

    Junior Sister Ruan encouraged her and said, "This is different from the grand dramas I've seen before. I recommend you to watch it. It's very exciting"

    Meng Huanzhen casually said: "What's the difference?"

    Junior Sister Ruan blinked her eyes, and said: "This grand opera is in a remote prefecture. Well, Dong Ting's script is said to have perfectly restored the rise and fall of Dong Ting over the past hundred years"

    "East Court?"

    Meng Huan's heart moved slightly, she sighed helplessly on her face, and said: "Okay, just listen to my junior sister, I'll go and have a look." Then, she stood up and walked out.

    Junior Sister Ruan looked at her back and smiled slightly.

    The place where Liyu Tiangong watches Shengju is different from other places, because Qiongying also likes to watch Shengju, and doesn't like to get along with outsiders, so he built a big Liuli Palace with the ability of Xuanzun.  The phantom that comes from the reflection.

    Qiongying hates those fixed plots very much, so she will change it according to her own wishes every time. The grand drama here is more realistic, not to mention, to a certain extent, it can be changed according to the wishes of the people watching the drama.  The stronger the magic power, the more things can be changed, which can be regarded as practice in a sense.

    After Meng Huanzhen sat down in the Liuli Palace, knowing why, she felt a little nervous. She settled down and tried to transfer her mana.

    The surroundings suddenly dimmed, and then brightened again, and she found herself standing on a large boat, surrounded by turbulent waves, this scene seemed familiar to her.

    At this time, she seemed to have thought of something, and hurried to the side of the ship, looking back and forth on hundreds of boats with a hint of expectation and eagerness in her eyes.

    But after looking at it, there was no one she expected to see, and her eyes dimmed slightly.

    But at this time, she heard footsteps coming from behind, her body suddenly paused, and she turned around slowly, a man in white clothes as gentle as jade was standing there, holding a jade flute in his hand, and the red tassel knot was there  Swaying with the wind, her eyes became moist.

    The man in white was smiling at her, and stretched out his hand towards her.

    She stared at the man, immediately smiled, and stretched out her hand. The next moment, her hands were tightly clasped together.

    She turned around and stood shoulder to shoulder with the man in white under the rising sun, looking at the magnificent sea and land in front of her, and said softly: "This time, I will be with you."

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