Without Lin Feng asking, Director Guan had already told Lin Feng everything in one go.

If Lin Feng hadn't interrupted, he might have cried and fainted here today.

It's too much pressure.

He didn't know that in his heart, there were so many grievances, Lin Feng sat on the side, mainly thought about it a little, and made sure that the time was sufficient.

Under unconventional means, there is plenty of time.

Because only he has the possibility to use the "net" to deal with these things.

His supernatural power [Net] can make people not trigger the protection mechanism.

This is a two-sided supernatural power.

On the one hand, it can easily put people to death, and this method shields the protection mechanism of people, and people in such a situation will die of overwork.

Direct death.

The other way is not to completely block the protection mechanism of people, but to transfer part of their superhuman power to these people through the net, so as to keep their lives running efficiently.

In short, Lin Feng can completely ask people to work 24 hours a day.

And there is no loss of origin.

You don't even have to take a nap to replenish your energy afterwards.

It doesn't sound like a human thing can do.

But it just so happened that Lin Feng was not human now.

This method is essentially the same as giving people an elixir to eat, and the strength is infinite and sleepless.

So it was decided. ’

Lin Feng immediately had an idea.

The opportunity to let more people know themselves, his third anchor, falls on the Guan Dao in front of him.

He needs to be out of the circle.

No matter how far out of the circle is, it will be beneficial to his current situation.

As long as he associates it with a certain symbolic image and keeps spreading it, Lin Feng can deepen his impression.

The more impressive he was, the more solid he became.

In this regard, the Internet has a natural communication advantage.

Trying to get to know a person in diversity is a time-consuming and laborious thing.

If the Internet is for fun and entertainment, knowing a person in all aspects violates the principle of entertainment.

It's not as simple as symbolization.

So what Lin Feng was thinking about was how to involve himself with a symbol, as long as someone thought of this symbol, they could think of his face.

As long as he succeeds, he will be able to use this power to break through the six grades, and he will be extremely stable!

He still has time.

Professor Han didn't rush him, and both of them knew the danger faced by the "historian".

At least before the sixth grade, Lin Feng had no way to guarantee that he could plow the court and sweep the acupuncture points and completely remove the marked location.

Even if it is to borrow strength, it must have enough strength to transfer thousands of pounds.

If a grasshopper wants to cause a terrible flood.

The end will only be that you will be submerged first.

He couldn't fail, so Lin Feng looked at Director Guan and came up with a bold and evil idea.

"Director, why don't we reshoot."

Let's remake......

Let's remake......

Let's remake......

Like a demon's whisper, this teppanyaki, Guan Dao didn't eat a bite, and his mind was full of remakes.

The magic sound is in the brain.

This idea came together, and Director Guan seemed to have forgotten everything, and people were stunned.

This should not be told to other staff members in advance.

Therefore, in the name of "reshooting", Director Guan gathered the actors and crew together.

Then, use the Net.

It's not too big in a room,

Lin Feng's hair was windless and automatic.

A large amount of essence gathered in the center of his eyebrows, and then through his eyebrows, those superhuman substances were transmitted to everyone present.

That night, all the cast and crew rushed to the sandbar to shoot on the spot.

Perfect.

The problem with remakes is not only in the shooting, but also in the post-production, which also takes time.

After that, it will be submitted for trial again.

As long as the schedule card is time, Lin Feng will still have the opportunity to see the male Feitian he plays this year.

No matter what it was, it couldn't stop what Lin Feng was going to do now.

In a way, it's also a war.

War without gunpowder.

……

"It's not in the natural landscape, and it's also clever that it's not hidden in time that can be seen from the outside."

Professor Han left the small room that Lin Feng rented and sat alone on the top of Mount Tai in a daze.

No one knows how he got there.

This is an area that is off-limits to tourists.

But as long as Professor Han wants to, he can come to almost any place in this world.

This is the consequence of the three tombs and five canons, the mantras and people recorded in some natural situations into one.

Corresponding to this are those troubles that are becoming more and more frequent and faster.

Creatures that only appear in mythology.

Frequently appears by Professor Han's side.

In the tribal era, after the sages and great masters recorded a certain creature and gave it a name, the name itself was a special reference.

After accepting a certain kind of canon of some of the three tombs and five canons.

Professor Han also accepted the fact that he had become an anchor.

He could always see the creatures that appeared in front of him.

And the constant whirlpools above his head.

He didn't know what was in the whirlpool.

But presumably it's not a fun thing, Professor Han still has a lot of things to do now, and in Teacher Xun's plan, Lin Feng is the last person to finish.

During this period, Mr. Xun used his life to open the way.

He needs to pave the way.

All the people who might intercept Lin Feng, he had to deal with it cleanly.

Sitting cross-legged on Tarzan.

His whole body turned earthy yellow.

Looking at the past from a distance, it looks like a strange creature, and Teacher Xun told him that at the end of the new dynasty and the previous dynasty, there was a period of time when the three religions were decoupled.

The remnants of history that had been hidden were all coming out.

But in about half a year, the remnants of history have disappeared, and I don't know who did it.

Professor Han could only go and see it for himself.

Unite all the friends who can help you.

If there were still historians, then the burden on him and Lin Feng would be much lighter.

At night, the wind on Mount Tai blew extremely strongly, and the ghosts cried wolves.

Tourists who went up the mountain at night to watch the sunrise had to hold down their hats one by one to prevent their hats from being blown away by the wind.

And Professor Han, who was sitting on the top of Mount Tai, finally turned into a handful of loess and flew away by the wind.

Disappeared into this time period.

Trace.

……

Shazhou, at the filming site of the documentary, Director Guan couldn't wait to shout hoarseness in his voice.

The whole scene was his voice.

Even when he opened his mouth to eat sand, he ate happily.

"Okay, good, this one is very good, this one is very good, just according to this quality, then let's have another one."

"Yes, yes, that's it, that's it, it's perfect, it's just perfect."

"Xiao Lin, you are a genius! Genius, you know? ”

"What about the light? Hit the light, alas, yes, yes, that's it, that's it, that's it, yes, good, very good, very good. ”

If it weren't for Lin Feng's control, Guan Dao might have died in this desert.

Holding a small maza, holding a megaphone in his hand, and sitting behind a camera monitor, Director Guan was so happy that he almost slapped his thighs to pieces, because he was so happy, he didn't even notice that there were some scenes, which were exactly the same as what he thought in his head.

You don't even need to rely on lighting or scenery to get there.

He wants moonlight, and it will fall. If you want the wind, the wind will just blow in certain places, and you will reach the scene where the corners of your clothes are fluttering like wind and water.

It's all so satisfying.

Director Guan has never filmed such a satisfactory scene.

Newly found, this Lin Feng, who plays the male lead, after he put on the clothes of the male Feitian, the clothes seemed to be tailor-made for him.

Not only that, but his every movement is exactly the same as the male Bodhisattva in the mural walking down from the mural.

The treasure elephant is solemn, lively and agile.

Under such circumstances, Guan Dao has nothing to dislike at all.

The one I found before, let's go into the bureau and eat!

Almost ruined his good deeds!

The atmosphere on the whole set was extremely enthusiastic, and it was filmed almost 24 hours a day.

Of course, outsiders don't know about this.

If outsiders know about it, I'm afraid the whole outside world will be boiling.

Everyone present was in high spirits and tireless.

This is the power of the gods.

The "male Feitian" who caused all this, he was dedicated to two things, and he was monitoring the scene in the mountain kiln all the time.

In the mountain viewing kiln, the head of the historian who was hit hard by lightning was silent at the moment.

A large amount of fire formed a spell, carved deep into the ground.

His thunder and lightning naturally contain an aura that destroys all things.

This force curbs the diffusion of the breath of the "mirror", and forms its own unique scenery in the mountain viewing kiln.

Not only in the mountain viewing kiln, but even the altar and the "Mirror of the New Moon" in his village were wrapped in flames.

He originally thought that if he comprehended the thunder method, it would cause the altar and the mirror of the moon in his "body" to run wild, after all, from all aspects now, the thunder and lightning in the Guanshan kiln, and even the Guanshan kiln itself, may have problems.

"Nightmares" belong to nature.

The current situation is that "the king does not see the king", but who knows if the "king does not see the king" he thinks is an iron law that cannot be violated.

Could it be that the scene inside the Guanshan kiln is strange? Is it unique, is it a common characteristic?

If that's the case.

Lin Feng is not easy to say.

……

"Come on, come on, drink this cup, I'll close someone to celebrate your bright future, all the way to Changhong."

Day and night, a week later.

This can be regarded as a finale.

The main thing is to be happy.

Director Guan feels that this is the happiest shooting he has ever made in his life.

The shooting is done, and now all the problems fall on the post-production.

At this point, Lin Feng could not completely manipulate it.

The post-production company has a basic line, so to speak, even if people and machines do not rest, they will not be able to reach the extreme speed required by Lin Feng.

No way.

Lin Feng was not powerful enough to control electronic life.

So now, everything that can be done has been done.

All that needs to be done now is a long wait.

No rush, no hurry.

He was constantly reviewing his newly learned moves.

And constantly study their own heavenly fire.

He almost lived in the mountain kiln, and he studied the mirror of the moon and the remnants of the Ichimoku Kingdom carefully.

What's more, that hand really hurts.

That was the most important thing, for Lin Feng, that real damage could be attached to all his supernatural powers.

It's equivalent to adding a buff to all supernatural powers!

It's a support skill.

If he learned this hand, Lin Feng's combat power would increase exponentially!

And so it went on for almost two months.

Lin Feng saw the freshly released documentary.

Not to his surprise, the documentary was first spread in a very small circle, and soon, because of Lin Feng's superb acting skills and some inexplicable reasons, this documentary began to break the circle.

Lin Feng stayed in the Guanshan Kiln Factory, looking at the sky, he was not looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky.

That thing, Lin Feng really couldn't see anything.

He's looking at his popularity.

He saw three stout pillars of popularity, surrounding him.

This is his shackles.

It is also the "implication" he needs.

He needs to carefully discern where these three different connections come from.

At the time of the upcoming New Year.

Lin Feng, who was out of the circle, once again got an unexpected harvest.

The online Spring Festival Gala and the Spring Festival Gala of local stations.

Lin Feng did not refuse.

This is where he must go.

After that, for half a year, Lin Feng worked hard to appear on this platform, and then, he "disappeared".

In retreat, no one could contact him.

Even Brother Chen didn't know where he went.

Half a year later, Lin Feng appeared in the Guanshan Kiln Factory, he sat down the mountain of the kiln factory, and opened the jar.

Above the ground, the lines outlined by flames formed intricate incantations.

At the top is [纂], which is himself.

Surrounded by countless flags.

On these magic flags, strange spells fixed the leylines here, and Lin Feng himself sat on the highest altar.

"Cadaver vegetarian meal".

He is now a "corpse".

Wearing a mask, it represents who he is "performing".

If you look closely, this mask is a quintile mask.

On top of this mask, there is [Su Wangye], there is [Male Feitian], there is [One Potato], and the top [Su/Lin Feng], [Historian].

In front of him, there was an illusory tree.

On top of the big tree, the branches are luxuriant, and a more ethereal mountain stands in the sky.

This is the charm of Mount Tai that he "moved the mountain" and moved.

There are even more ethereal, but real "ropes", tied to his ankles.

"Wind!"

Lin Feng's fundamental method, judging from this sacrificial scene, is still the divine method of the priests of Yin Shang.

The wind around him howled, and finally condensed into a face of Lin Feng.

This face is the same as Lin Feng, but it is different.

People's faces will often have some "smart" and "vivid" because of expressions or other habitual factors, but this face is different.

This face, he has no expression, no "humanity".

He's just a face.

This face appeared above the fire pit, in the sound of "dong dong dong" drums.

This sacrifice began!

(End of chapter)