"Not good!"

Gu Zheng, who was unable to regain his momentum, was determined to die, but he didn't even make any moves to avoid it, but instead used his life's strength to swing his last sword.

The Taixuan Induction Sutra, as stated at the end of the scripture, should be a supreme practice for cultivating immortals.

It's a pity that as the years go by, the remaining volumes that record the secret records of cultivating immortals have been destroyed in various accidents.

Only the internal force that can be cultivated to the top of the mortal is released, and the initial state of condensing qi into a sword is left.

However, with only this trick to kill people in the invisible exercise, those who are fortunate enough to cultivate the Taishang Induction Sutra can stand alone in the martial arts and dominate the world.

This sword only flickered in everyone's eyes, and they didn't even feel the threat of half a point.

But only the person who is really attacked by the sword move can feel the true taste of this.

As a result, the huge inertia of the arrow crossbow that hit Gu Zheng's henchmen impartially turned out to be the owner of the village who should have fallen...... Directly to the impact of the upside down flew out.

And no one thought that the Gu Zhuang owner who didn't have time to do anything could hurt their prince, but who would have thought that when the team of guards who had finished firing arrows turned their heads to return to the prince in front of them, they saw the god of war mask on their own face that never left their face when they went out, and at this time, it was slowly split into two parts.

'Wow'

After this god-like mask slipped off, it revealed the face of the king of Luoyang, which was not revealed in front of people.

"Hiss......"

The sound of gasping was very soft, but the king of Luoyang knew that someone still saw his true face.

But now he is powerless to stop and sweep away.

Because Gu Zheng's sword split more than just the mask on his face......

Blood slowly flowed from his cheeks, and an undetectable gap opened more and more as time passed, and the king of Luoyang, who habitually twitched the corners of his mouth, walked towards the final road of no return because of this rather ironic smile.

'Puff'

The blood flowed like an infusion.

The king of Luoyang, who was sitting on the horse, leaned back straight like this.

"Lord Wang!!"

"Lord Wang!!"

Master Gu, who had witnessed everything, even when he was hit by an arrow crossbow, his eyes did not leave King Luoyang for a moment.

And when the appearance of the man under the mask appeared before his eyes for the first time, the owner, who seemed to understand everything, had long forgotten the sharp pain in his chest, and let out the most contented sigh in the last moments before his death: "I see......

He was still the one who knew nothing, no, no, he was a little more pitiful than the merciless blood of his own blade.

After all, it is better to die with an ignorant hatred than someone like him, who only realizes at the last moment that he is a joke...... Much happier, isn't it?

May there be an afterlife, and the living will understand.

……

Seeing this, the screen of Gu Zheng's mobile phone finally went black.

The rivers and lakes that belong to him have officially come to an end.

Gu Zheng, who had no regrets, sighed for a while, not to mention that the salted fish in the martial arts world didn't want to live again.

didn't have the memory of being reborn, and was remembered by the reborn person, so he might as well not live this time.

However, I have dealt with it very well, not only helping others, but also helping myself.

Gu Zheng, who put down his mobile phone, looked at the five years that belonged to his lifespan prompt and filled it in with great satisfaction, allowing him to officially enter the ranks of fifty-five years old.

The goal of a long life is about to be achieved, and he will have no regrets in this life.

Gu Zheng, who felt that he was complete, had a rare good night's sleep.

Even when he was in the hotel alley, an exotic girl walked downstairs in cool clothes, he never woke up.

From this good sleep, Gu Zheng's state also recovered perfectly.

When they went to the infield of the Paris Opera House for a rehearsal the next day, the instructors in the audience found that Gu Zheng's performance on the stage was more explosive than when he was rehearsing in China.

Compared to his previous body movements, it is a little more chic and elegant.

If it is said that Mu Guiying before Gu Zheng still has a bit of heroism that belongs to the general, now Gu Zheng has integrated more light and handsome demeanor on the original basis, adding a bit of quite appropriate weightlifting to the slightly bulky stage movements.

The teachers in the audience applauded.

They didn't expect that these actions, which had been solidified for many years, were integrated into their own innovation by the young opera actor on stage, which was equivalent to presenting a brand-new Mu Guiying in front of everyone, waiting for the test of the audience.

After a short clapping session, the teachers fell into a heated discussion.

It was so intense that they even forgot that the rehearsal of the actors on stage had ended, and they needed to put forward their suggestions and opinions before the official stage tonight.

"No, I don't agree, our theater troupe was invited to spread our most traditional form of artistic expression, so that foreigners can also appreciate the charm of Peking Opera art. ”

"Now, when you're about to play, you're talking to me about some movement innovations? Isn't that a joke?"

The teacher who dissented said: "However, the art of Peking Opera is always constantly innovating and developing in accordance with history. ”

"Our form of quyi performance is now classified as an art for the elderly because it can't keep up with the rhythm of young people's appreciation. ”

"If we don't show our changes and new side in front of the eyes of the people of the world, sooner or later, Peking Opera will disappear into history, just like the many repertoire and opera genres that have disappeared in this long history, and there will be no trace of it. ”

In the end, they did not make a unified opinion, but the French director, who had been sitting on the sidelines, who was in charge of the stage effect tonight, whispered to the help on the side, and put forward a very reliable suggestion to the teachers on both sides.

"Let's take a look at the reaction of the real French people. ”

"In addition to being one of the top theatrical stages in France, the Paris Opera is also a world-renowned tourist attraction. ”

"Every day, tens of thousands of tourists come to the square near the opera house. ”

"Originally, there would be this kind of small video about the friendly exchanges between the Sino-French Cultural Association in this cultural exchange. ”

"Instead, we asked the most controversial actor on the stage to take off his makeup, put on only the simplest costume, find a street with relatively little traffic, put on the simplest soundtrack instruments, and perform an excerpt of the same piece in both old and new interpretations. Let tourists from all over the world judge?"

As for the outcome of the judgment, a piano box was placed in front of Gu Zheng, which one earned more rewards, and which one would be considered a win. ”

"What do you say?"

As soon as you hear it, hey, this is quite fresh, not only has the work been completed, but also the internal contradictions can be solved, so let's follow the director's advice.

So, Gu Zheng, who removed the headdress, took off the hair cover, took off the makeup and only wore the white robe inside, heard his next task backstage.

You, go to the streets of Paris to perform arts!!

Wait a minute?

What?

Am I not an artist who shoulders the glory of the motherland and the inheritance of culture?

Why do you want to do this?

But after the help of the group explained this matter to Gu Zheng, this person really couldn't cry or laugh.

Years of heroic career made him unconsciously in the process of fighting with others, and brought out that elegant wind.

Now this group of old artists thinks that he has learned some new form of artistic expression.

This oolong is so troublesome, I can't refuse it.

Gu Zheng, who had to agree, sighed and returned: "Okay, then you wait for me to paint the makeup again." ”

Who would have thought, the little assistant on the side shook his head like a rattle, turned his head and refused: "No, Teacher Gu, this time we are element makeup, no makeup." ”

"The form of Peking Opera performance is too foul, if you put on Mu Guiying's makeup and poke it on the square of the Grand Theater like this, don't do anything else, people will rush to this beauty, and it will also pay for brushing!"

"So, you have to be in front of everybody in the most impactful way possible. ”

"Let those tourists look at the simplest costumes you wear, the cleanest faces, and sing the most shocking operas. ”

"This is the true ability of a real opera person, and the best gimmick to promote our performance. ”

"It is equivalent to a cappella singing, tested by the people of the world, Gu Zheng, this is the new appointment of all teachers for you, don't be ashamed of Chinese opera actors!"

After hearing these words, Gu Zheng's hand holding the eyebrow pencil was put down.

That's it, no need to say more, let's go.

So, Gu Zheng, who was only dressed in white, walked out of the backstage with his short hair and true appearance, waving his long water sleeves, and walked out of the side door of the opera house surrounded by a group of assistants.

Because it is now noon, most tourists will choose to return to the hotel for a good meal, or do a short rest, and then come here to visit attentively, so the flow of tourists at this time is relatively small during the day.

Thanks to the few people, Gu Zheng and his party were able to smoothly put their equipment and facilities on the small table next to the road.

Then, on this small street where the flow of people is not small, it is time to watch Gu Zheng's performance.

Standing across the road is the director team in charge of filming, in order not to give pedestrians the illusion that this is a special performance, and the kid in the middle is a very awesome star or artist, the positions of these people in charge of filming are quite hidden.

Even photographers disguise themselves as framing cameras that shoot nearby landscapes, which is something that is often seen by people in the neighborhood.

And their disguise was really not in vain.

When Gu Zheng opened the piano box from which he collected money, no one from the people passing by around him really didn't notice their existence.

Because the passers-by at this time have already been attracted by the man standing in the middle of the pedestrian street.

The man in the middle of the road was obviously so distinct in terms of gender, but everyone who swept by noticed his unique woman's style.

Yes, there's no limit to it.

His waist, thighs, and even one finger are all placed in a specific posture, and this posture belongs to a woman at first glance.

Just because of Gu Zheng's hand, the local passers-by who have seen too many street performers in this art city can't help but stop their steps.

They hadn't seen it before, what was this man going to perform?

If he does something disgusting and perverted, or puts on a vulgar and shoddy performance, these Parisians, who claim to be art theorists, don't mind calling the police and complaining that he is immoral.

So the audience, who were ready, saw a soul-piercing and shocking performance.

"It's not that I don't care about the national crisis, and I see how much Shuai Yin evokes the past. The Yang family will give up their lives and forget their homes to settle the society, and the triumphant song will return people to the favor and I will add a new grave ......"

With this sentence, the people who gathered around Gu Zheng's side were collectively petrified.

What is it?

Why is it so high-pitched and loud, like a warbler singing?

Isn't the performer a man?

How did he sing a tune that was a few points higher than the most high-pitched soprano?

Moreover, the emotions in this kind of music are very full, even foreigners who don't understand the content at all can hear this man, no, the resentment and helplessness, sadness and firmness in this woman's words?

Oh my God! How can there be such a magical form of artistic expression in this world that I have only discovered today?

The world tourists who beat their chests and stomped their feet, after Gu Zheng turned around and drew his sword, they instantly woke up from their shocked state.

What they thought of at the first time was not to turn their heads and run, but to take out their mobile phones, cameras, and camcorders one after another, and their performance at Gu Zheng was a fierce shot.

This is definitely a wonderful video that can be posted in your social circle and is worth showing off.

I can't say that the number of hits on my blog is driven by the street performers in this one.

Everyone was busy shooting, and the teachers and directors sitting in the café across the street began to worry.

Why are foreigners so stingy?

How can you just watch a play and not give money?

You see that Xiao Gu's performance is so wonderful, showing the essence of an anti-string actor, how difficult it is.

What's more, if you don't give money, how can we judge the quality of his two deductions?

Just when everyone was anxious about Gu Zheng, the situation on the field changed abruptly again, because Gu Zheng, who was dancing the sword very elegantly, actually matched the water sleeve of the other arm in one place, and the long fluttering robe and the cold sword actually formed the most perfect combination of softness and rigidity, making the people around him applaud uncontrollably.

For the first time, the world audience felt the feeling of the Chinese theater friends in the old days.

The excitement gushing out of their chests made it difficult for them to express it, and they just wanted to express their love for Gu Zheng at this time in the most direct way.

So, the first backpacker took out the wallet he was carrying from his pocket, and from the scattered banknotes, he chose the largest one among them, and threw it into the empty piano box on the edge of Gu Zheng's empty field without any distress.

Then, the second, the third, one after the other, tourists, passers-by and locals began to contribute to the pitiful empty case.

"It's done! it's done, it's a lot of money!"

The little old men in the café patted each other on the shoulders excitedly, sweeping away the worries and worries just now.

The director on the side was holding the intercom device and instructed very cautiously: "Yes, these scenes have been filmed?"

"Okay, let's move to another location, and we'll have another show of the same scene with new elements, preferably some distance from here, and when the audience has dispersed, we'll do the next show. ”

The director's instructions were very in place, and the staff in charge of photography and photography began to evacuate to the other end of the street square early after receiving the order, but unfortunately, after the large army left, the evacuation work that was thought to be very simple had a lot of trouble here in Gu Zheng.

Because the enthusiastic audience wouldn't let him go.

When Gu Zheng bowed three times, put away the swords in his hand, and planned to carry his robe to the agreed place, the onlookers who had already been on the third floor and the outer three floors had not seen enough at all.

"Awesome!

"This friend, can you take a photo together? I'm a fan who just fell in love with you!"

"Brother, let's do it again, I'll give the money!"

It's a pity that Gu Zheng is not a traditional entertainer, he shook his head when he came with a task, and when he was about to rush out of the crowd and walk towards the evacuation road, suddenly, a pair of big furry hands stretched out from behind him and grabbed his arm.

"Huh, who?"

Gu Daxia, who was reflexive, waved his sword with a backhand, and pointed the prop sword on the throat tip of the man who was suspected of sneaking up on him, which instantly made this chaotic scene quiet in an instant.

"Ahh

Just as the onlookers screamed in shock, Gu Zheng saw the culprit who tried to attack him.

This was an atypical foreigner with a furry beard, and he had never met the other party in Gu Zheng's memory.

But this strange man was not frightened by his sword, but asked with a little obsession and a little wildness: "Friend, do you want to be a star?"

"I'm a scout from the French Bolu modeling agency, I don't know if you are interested in being a model?"

And Gu Zheng, who was standing opposite this person, shook his head very firmly, and gave a very definite answer from the other party: "No interest!"

Then, under the disbelief of this person, he lifted his white robe, withdrew his sword in a dashing manner, and began to run.