Looking at the empty and quiet environment around him, Yue Song took a deep breath and seemed to feel an otherworldly aura - of course, this was just an illusion, not to mention that in the jade slip left by that old guy, there was never any mention of the existence of cultivation places and caves, even Yue Song himself, and he was not very interested.

If he really wants to let him cultivate alone in the mountains and forests, he would rather be buried in the prosperous world.

Different from the cultivators in the novel, Yue Song's inherited cultivation exercises and cultivation perceptions have extremely low personal requirements for cultivation, let alone no requirements for the environment in which they are cultivating.

To put it simply, even if you are in a downtown area, you can also cultivate.

The difference is only that in ancient times, the aura of heaven and earth was strong, and the old guy barely cultivated the Wishing Power Blessing Method, so he cultivated step by step to the late stage of the Transcendent Divine Technique, and almost cultivated to the last level.

If he really cultivates, maybe there will really be something strange like breaking through the sky and soaring.

Now it's different, even if Yue Song is now in the Zhangjiajie Scenic Area, in terms of the perception of heaven and earth aura, he only feels that this place is slightly better than the city, but it is not much stronger.

What does this mean? It shows that if you want to rely on the cultivation of the transcendent holy method alone to improve your cultivation, you are simply asking for your own death.

After standing still on the surface, seemingly contemplating for a long time, Yue Song suddenly turned around and patted the little fat man Tang Xiaosong's shoulder, "Old Tang, let's do it here!" I'm going to shoot two parts today, one is true and one is false, can you understand what I'm saying? ”

"Wrapped up in me!" Tang Xiaosong patted his "plump" chest, looking like a big bag of heroic dry clouds, "Isn't it just fooling those people in the crew?" I understand it, you can rest assured! ”

Yue Song nodded and didn't say anything more.

Anyway, he believes that Tang Xiaosong will never reveal his secrets about him at least during the filming of the crew, so he should be very clear about the consequences of doing so.

When the filming is over, it doesn't matter, when the hurricane rescue is released, it will be another time when his cultivation skyrockets, and all his secrets will be buried without a doubt.

With the cooperation of Tang Xiaosong, Yue Song first scurried between several mountains, deliberately creating a posture of running wildly - in traditional martial arts films, this is probably the so-called light skill, at most plus some action stunt shots, and finally under the skillful collage of the editor, it has become a generation of heroes who rise and fall and walk like flying The best light skill performance.

But in Yue Song's opinion, this simply made him sick!

He didn't watch less martial arts films, he was poor when he was a child, and he scavenged with nǎinǎi, and in his spare time, his only fun was to hide in a small video hall where he received the most basic film art education, most of which were martial arts dramas from Xiangjiang.

These old-fashioned martial arts dramas originated in the seventies and eighties, and there are many types that are even more inappropriate for children, even migrant workers who work in the city may not like to watch them, in a word-too old-fashioned!

Of course, for Yue Song, who lives on the outskirts of the city, this is already the greatest pleasure of his childhood.

So seeing that the business was gradually declining, and the boss also put a lot of effort into it, he himself never liked to watch movies, but he found a pseudo-expert, Yue Song, who was only seven or eight years old, and asked him to help introduce films that everyone liked to watch for free on the grounds that he wanted to watch movies for free.

Under Yue Song's guidance, the boss quickly purchased a large number of pirated CDs, most of which were the works of Jack Chan and Jett Lee.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and in a "special rectification of anti-pornography and non-pornography" action, Yue Song never saw the video hall open again.

In his memory, the martial arts films he has watched, except for those starring Kung Fu Emperor Jet Lee, can only be reluctantly called pseudo-martial arts films.

Especially in recent years, represented by Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, new martial arts films have become popular, and as a result, all high-tech has been used, and the protagonist in it is as elegant as a fairy, and the soles of his feet are like stepping on clouds, and they do not fall to the ground from beginning to end!

I can't tell if it's a martial arts movie or a fairy movie!

This kind of film is certainly good-looking, but unfortunately it is only good for a while, Yue Song usually only watches it once at most, and he can't watch it anymore the second time.

And now, today, at this moment, what he is about to show is the real martial arts movie in his mind!

The first is the scene that made him feel the most enthusiastic in the martial arts novels he read when he was a child-peerless light skills!

Yue Song has also read a lot of martial arts novels, Jin Guliang has read most of them, and Huang Yi doesn't need to say it anymore, it was the only jīng god food when he worked in the crew in the first two years, if it weren't for the rise of online novels in the past two years, I'm afraid that Yue Song really wants to ask Huang Yi, if not for anything else, just to know why he didn't write a new book.

……

Five minutes later.

"Fatty, are you ready? You have to hold it steady, if you can't keep up with my movements, this film will be in vain. Yue Song stood in an extremely narrow mountain range, shouting behind him in the gap that could be called a ray of heaven.

It's nothing to waste some film, but I was in a hurry when I came here just now, and there was only a roll of film in the camera, so if I didn't have enough of it, it would be a big problem.

Tang Xiaosong patted his fat chest again, and shouted loudly: "Look at you, I guarantee that the camera will be there wherever you are!" ”

Yue Song didn't say anything more, turned around, and focused his gaze on the gap between the two straight peaks.

Strictly speaking, these two peaks are too small, no more than 80 meters high, and at most 3500 meters in circumference, at most they can be regarded as dirt slopes.

But this kind of pocket-sized mountain peak is exactly what Yue Song needs.

The distance between the two peaks is less than one meter at the narrowest point, almost connected together, and the widest point is only three or five meters.

Tang Xiaosong was very calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already sweating in his heart, staring intently at Yue Song's back, he only felt a gust of wind blowing, and then saw Yue Song sprinting forward.

So fast!

This is the first time that the little fat man has seen Yue Song's movement speed from the first perspective, and the visual inspection is at least 50 meters per second!

But this was not the end, Yue Song's movement speed was still accelerating, and it only took a few seconds to approach the two short peaks.

Because of Yue Song's instructions in advance, Tang Xiaosong carried the camera and aimed the main lens at his legs, even on the lens of the camera, his legs alternated back and forth and still showed an afterimage, making it impossible to tell how many steps he took forward in a second.

Seeing that he was about to reach the narrow passage between the peaks, Yue Song suddenly paused, followed by a leap, and jumped high onto a bulge on the left peak.

After seemingly stepping lightly, he did not stop, and immediately jumped to the right as if he had a spring installed under his feet, and then alternately stepped and jumped left and right, and climbed to the top of the mountain dozens of meters high in the blink of an eye.

Although the mountains of Zhangjiajie all stand there like fritters, and there is almost no place to settle on the top of the mountain, for Yue Song, even if the top of the mountain is sharper than the top of the pyramid, he can still step on the ground and not move like a mountain.

Looking at the top of the mountain dozens of meters high from the lens of the camera, Tang Xiaosong subconsciously swallowed his saliva, realizing that his previous thoughts were still too simple.

Such a rugged mountain road can be as smooth as walking on the ground, which in itself is already an unimaginable means for a little fat man, let alone jumping on a small mountain peak as light as a swallow.

If it weren't for Yue Song's repeated explanations before, it is difficult to say whether Tang Xiaosong would have accidentally thrown the camera on the ground.

(As the owner of the recent fat slag, I am deeply contemptible...... Ashamed! ）

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