Of course, the career template of the mage is also divided into good and bad, and the most inferior is the silver-level plot character template, and it is not impossible for actors to integrate the gold-level template.

From here, it is the line of reference to divide the strength of second-rate actors.

The average top team leader, such as the president and vice president of the fraternity, and the heads of departments, are almost all integrated gold-level career templates.

And after Shang Biao has this template, he can be regarded as stepping into this circle with one foot.

"What's it, show it and see, I've made a lot of effort, no matter what benefits I have, it's not too much to see!"

Ji Sanyuan stared at the skeleton in Shang Biao's hand, and his curiosity was overflowing.

"Look, if you know someone who has a Taoist priest template of the same level, ask him to contact me, one for one."

Shang Biao let go of the permission and displayed the template information.

"Hiss~"

Ji Sanyuan gasped, and his jaw was about to fall in shock.

"God, I finally understand why you're so strong. Think about it when I participated in the third film, I just got the professional template, and I can be excited for a long time when I open a bronze-level prop, you have played with gold-level props, and so is the lamp just now! ”

"The broken Buddhist treasure, you have a buyer to contact by the way, as long as I can use the props, I can change it."

Shang Biao put away all the props, and no longer looked at Ji Sanyuan.

"Okay, let me ask, is what you just said still arithmetic? No, you're too treacherous, sign a contract, and you have to help me with the next video. ”

Ji Sanyuan understood that this was definitely a thick and strong thigh in front of him, and the hair was heavier than his own. The last three films of the third-rate actor are quite difficult, and he was originally going to participate in the promotion film at the end of this game, betting on whether he can be promoted to a second-rate actor.

However, with Shang Biao's thighs, he also has a lot of confidence in the next film, and if he accumulates one more film, he will have a greater chance of success in promotion, and this opportunity cannot be missed.

Shang Biao naturally doesn't care, he hasn't participated in normal difficulty films since the end of the audition film, and the harvest of difficult films has skyrocketed his strength, which is a mutually beneficial thing.

So Shang Biao didn't hesitate, and casually signed the contract handed over by Ji Sanyuan, so that he could work with peace of mind.

Finally, it was Ye Na's belt that could emit an electromagnetic shield, which Shang Biao easily identified and tied around his waist.

This thing is just a bronze-level item, and the only thing that is rare is that it can actively resist an attack that does not reach the upper limit of energy, and double the defense against firearm bullet attacks.

There was nothing to say all night, and as soon as the morning fog cleared the next day, Shang Biao and Yuantong left Xiangyun Temple together.

Ji Sanyuan walked one step ahead of him, and set off before dawn with the ghost boy.

Neither of them is a talkative person, Shang Biao rode a little donkey, walked in a circle, and did not communicate a word along the way.

It wasn't until the sun went down and the two lit a campfire in a wooded field that the silence was broken.

"Amitabha, Daoist friends have already bought dry food at noon, why are you making sins."

Yuantong looked at the hare in Shang Biao's hand and dissuaded.

"This is not killing, cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, the Heavenly Dao cycle, I killed this rabbit just to fill my stomach. Just like a rabbit eating grass, doesn't Buddhism say that everything has a spirit, grass is also a living being, rabbits eat grass, I eat it, it is the process of the cycle of heaven. ”

Shang Biao is serious nonsense and shifts the argument.

"The cycle of all things is indeed the way of heaven, but there is enough dry food in the Daoyou bag to satisfy the stomach, so let this rabbit have a way to live! Look at its bulging belly, it's obviously pregnant. Let it live, rabbit and rabbit, maybe it can save more lives. ”

Shang Biao frowned, let go of the rabbit, and changed his ears to clean up.

He really didn't want to debate with Yuantong, there was no point.

A few meat buns and white steamed buns are inserted into the branches, and the steamed buns are thrown to Yuantong after they are roasted.

"Amitabha, thank you for fasting."

Yuandao thanked him, chewed slowly, and ate dry steamed buns in small bites.

The two of them were silent again, except for the occasional crunch in the campfire.

"Hmm~ There is a demonic spirit!"

As soon as Shang Biao ate the bun in his hand, he felt two demonic auras brazenly approaching. The magic sword was in his hand, staring at the darkness behind him.

"Haha, Brother Tiger, I just said that there are people here, you see there is a white and fat little monk, the fire has been raised for us, just roasting and eating.

Although Grandma Fox's banquet is definitely good, it is not bad to have some small dishes to pad your belly before the meal. ”

"The monk has to be steamed and dipped in hot sauce to eat the most fragrant, this is the secret recipe handed down by my great-great-grandfather."

The sound of rude conversation came from the darkness, and in a moment a boar demon with a huge pig's head and two snow-white fangs came out of the woods. and a tiger essence with a royal pattern on the forehead, fluffy round ears on both sides, and a long tail tied to the waist.

"Oh, I think charcoal-roasted suckling pig and tiger whip soup are more flavorful, what do you think?"

Shang Biao looked at the two stupid goblins who didn't know whether they were alive or dead with interest, and quipped.

"Ugly monster, you're looking for death, Uncle has decided, let's start eating with you!"

The wild boar's nose spewed out two white gases, and was angered by Shang Biao's words. A mere two-legged beast, a shovel of, and a dish on a plate, dare to say such wild words.

"敇"

Shang Biao's spiritual impact was issued, and the magic sword followed closely, and the wild boar spirit didn't even have time to react, and the magic sword passed through a blood hole on his head.

The two little goblins who didn't even transform into shapes were naturally not Shang Biao's enemies.

"Amitabha, it's good, it's good, the Taoist friends drive them away, why bother to kill them!"

"Are you stupid in chanting scriptures, these two goblins don't know how many people they have eaten to have their current cultivation, don't you kill them and keep them for the New Year!"

"Then you can also surrender them, use the Buddhist scriptures to normalize, and lead them to goodness, why take their lives!"

Shang Biao couldn't help but glance at this pedantic monk, what does it mean to be good and evil, Yuantong can be regarded as letting him understand the meaning of this sentence.

The Taoist priests have done a good job of this, as long as they are demons, they will kill them, how can there be any good demons and evil demons.

Kill to stop killing, kill goblins, naturally they will not be able to do evil and harm the world.

"Master, spare your life, the youngest one has an eighty-year-old tiger mother, and there is a cub under the moon that is not yet a month old to be fed, if you kill me a tiger, it is equivalent to killing my whole family!"

The tiger spirit knelt down towards Yuantong, he wanted to run, but when he saw Shang Biao's sword speed, he was already desperate.

Begging for mercy may be able to escape for your life, and running is estimated to be certain death.

"Interesting, even goblins like to listen to books now, I'm afraid you can't think of this sentence, right?"

"Hehe, Master Mingjian, the little one has been in the human circus for a few years, and he has also made a contribution to pleasing mankind, so you can be merciful and spare the little one's life!"

The tiger spirit licked his face and looked at Shang Biao, and his flattering appearance was really similar to some humans.