Wang Ming's martial soul was born with the fifth supernatural power - Yun Er and Yun Yan cooperated, and then watching the palace drama was really an audio-visual feast.

It's an excerpt.

In the first scene, a tornado broke out, damaging many crops and houses, and the people wanted to cry without tears.

In the second act, people come and go on the stage, or they go crazy, or they behave frivolously, or they have a disability in their feet, or they have stiff faces and slanted mouths. Finally, a doctor came up and asked the sky: Why is there a lewd trend? Wang Ming saw that the goosebumps rose when he saw the whole person.

The actor who plays the doctor is too powerful, and the posture of asking the sky is very heroic and sad, which makes Wang Ming seem to see Qu Yuan-style characters. And at this time, the audience was more and more buzzing with each other.

"What does this excerpt mean?"

"What's the point? Didn't Imasami just issue a decree to seal the gods?"

"Yes, there is a god of wind in the god order. ”

"Imakami is so bold!"

"Sexual immorality is an abomination indeed. ”

"That's right, the wind is as fast as an arrow, and those in the middle will get sick, and we must also find a place to shelter from the wind when we cultivate, and it is taboo for the wind to come from behind. ”

"Just not really......"

"It's just a show, you think too much. ”

......

When the crowd expressed their impressions, the third act appeared, a young hero appeared, and at this time, the jade screen appeared to be stormy. Wang Ming saw with his cloud eyes that the three masters behind the screen were simply crazy.

This jade screen is indeed weird, there are liquid things in the corpse that can show a flowing situation when input into the true qi, and there are all kinds of strange spirit stones, and the input of true qi can change different colors and shapes.

When the young samurai appeared, the sky and the earth were dark, and the miserable cries of people came from afar, and there was a feeling of pain in the heart and lungs.

Tornadoes, hurricanes flashed, dark clouds rolled as if there was a black dragon raging.

The young samurai began to sing: "The wind destroys the clouds, the clouds follow the wind, and the clouds fly through the sky." The heavens and the earth are shaken, the earth is shocked, and the wind blows through all things in the world. ”

The singing tone was sad and classical, and the young samurai showed a resolute look on his face and shouted: "Lewd wind, slash!"

Boom, a flash of light, tsk...... Wang Mingxin said that this "gaffer" is really reliable, and a thunderbolt-like pillar of light flashed from the jade screen.

Boom, with huge drums beating behind the stage.

The young samurai was like a dragon on the stage, and the sword light flashed like stars.

The orchestral sound of the twelve pianists under the stage of the opera king is loud, and gradually the drums are added, and the drums are victorious!

The three masters behind the jade screen moved together, and the audience saw the dark clouds on the jade screen disperse, a piece of blue sky, a green earth, and pink peach blossoms in full bloom, implying that after killing the lewd wind, a new sky was exchanged.

"It's breathtaking. ”

"What do you think?"

"After today, this fold of "Lewd Wind Chop" will be staged on the major stages of the imperial capital. ”

"Can you really act like this?"

"It's a bit inappropriate to describe the dignified god of wind as lewd. ”

"I think there are times when it's drizzling. ”

"Emperor Shenwu's determination is not something that others can shake. ”

"This is to take the opportunity of tonight's banquet to invite the samurai from all over the world to participate in the competition, so that this "Lewd Wind Chop" can spread to the eight countries. ”

"Incredible. ”

......

Wang Ming used his cloud ears to listen to the audience's communication with each other, some knew the inside story, some didn't know, some knew a little, and some knew another point...... All of this is summed up in his ears, and he can immediately get a complete piece of information or judgment.

What is Emperor Shenwu doing?

Taking advantage of this opportunity to express the determination of the Divine Order, not only that, according to Wang Ming's analysis, this is to do public opinion propaganda work for the Divine Decree. This is amazing, as long as it takes a year or two, the world will not have a good impression of the wind god. There are so many temples in the world, why should you choose to go to the Wind Temple?

In this way, public opinion changes, even if the official does not seal the Wind Temple, the incense in the Wind Temple will become less and less.

The young samurai was the last to appear, and then dozens of people rushed up, knelt down, and then offered the basket of fruits and the whole basket of eggs, implying that after the harvest of fornication, people ushered in a good harvest.

The young samurai's face was full of positive energy, and he maintained a great posture, when suddenly a whirlwind blew on the stage without warning, and then the young samurai's body hung in the air.

"Ahh

With a glittering divine light, a large hand condensed by a cloud of wind grabbed the young samurai actor and seemed to tear him apart.

Aeolus!

Fengshen suddenly swept away the actor when he entered, and he didn't dare to make a move on Emperor Shenwu, so he shot at the actor to set an example.

In the majestic Imperial Palace, the wind god actually broke through the aura of the Imperial Palace, which was a spiral "drilling force".

"Where is the demon?!" someone shouted in a low voice, like rolling thunder, and the red light of the horse-like style rose to the sky, slashing the wind in an instant.

Poof! There was a muffled sound in people's ears, and they saw the young samurai fall. First fast, then slow, the young samurai seemed to have a force under his feet to support him.

The man came down, but the young samurai's body trembled, apparently having just been killed in his body.

Call!

People heard this, but Wang Ming saw the hidden man blowing at the young warrior.

Wang Ming saw that all the evil qi that had invaded the young warrior's body had been expelled, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart.

The young warrior's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily: "The remnants of the lewd wind teach you to be rampant!"

Emperor Shenwu's face sank like water, and there was silence around him.

The young warriors on the stage of the opera king immediately knelt down, the twelve qin masters and the three masters behind the scenes also knelt to the ground, and the dragon scale warriors on both sides all knelt to the ground with a bang, bringing the sound of neat armor leaves.

Wang Ming retracted his cloud eyes, he couldn't see or hear. Wang Ming believed that there was no one to transmit the sound at this moment.

The Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

"Someone!"

"Yes!" said a dragon scale guard leader who knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice.

"Lead the team and level all the wind temples in the imperial capital!"

"Obey!" the leader of the Praetorian Guard stood up, and with a wave of his hand, the sound of rumbling footsteps was heard in the ears of everyone in the darkness, and thousands of people seemed to be walking in one step, and after a short time there was a low shout outside, and then the earth trembled slightly.

Not only the dragon scale warrior, Wang Ming also saw some figures shaking in the dark, these people were obviously martial god-level masters, following the dragon scale warrior to press the formation.

"Smack. Emperor Shenwu applauded twice, the orchestra sound started again, and the "art show" of the palace night banquet continued to begin.

Yangzhou's "Lotus Picking Song", Minzhou's puppet show, Yanzhou's military music "General's Order", Queensland's bone flute solo...... Wang Ming watched it with taste, and said in his heart that the level of theatrical performances in this world is very high, and he skillfully took out the representative repertoire of various countries, so that the members of the competition from all countries can find their favorites.

The snare drum beat themselves, and the four men in black jumped on the stage of the king of the opera and landed silently.

Everyone felt that they had seen these four people, but they didn't feel like they had seen them.

At this time, the jade screen behind the stage of the opera king showed two large "thorns", and they were eye-catching red.

"Oh my God!" someone exclaimed in a low voice, and the frequency of the audience's voice communication instantly increased.