"It's not me!" the dog girl almost barked, but was glared at by the blue, and then said aggrievedly, "I haven't mentioned a word about the demon Jiao to anyone." The one in that illusion realm was simply made up out of thin air by Yin Dazhen's biography!"

Blue looked at the dog suspiciously, and said, "No, right? He can even make up the clothes that the ancestor was wearing at that time?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?!" the dog girl rolled her eyes at the blue and said, "How else would someone become a true disciple?"

Blue Tinch heard that there was something in the dog's words, so he quickly stabbed her again, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Chew your tongue again, beware of the ancestor knowing to tear your mouth!"

The wild and bloody appearance of the flower civet ancestor instantly ignited the emotions of the teenagers in the audience, and at the same time, the light and light in the illusion were revealed, like the tragic scene of the wasteland of the Shura killing field disappeared, and the four peaks spirit beasts that had shown their might before gathered on the stage of the Blue Emperor, and then transformed into the image of the four golden pills.

A white flash flashed among the four people, Hua Yunsheng's figure appeared among the four, and the teenagers in the audience let go of their voices and cheered loudly, and muttered to themselves on the side: "Aman, I just let you flash a little, even if I showed you up!"

The first time he tried the phantom array, he was quite satisfied with the efficacy of this phantom array. Such a powerful thing, it was actually used as the background wall of a restaurant, it was simply a tyrannical thing! This is simply a movie manufacturing artifact, and he felt that with this treasure, with the plot routines of various film and television dramas he had watched in his previous life, even if he couldn't be an ancestor in this life, it was still very easy to become an entertainment tycoon in the world of cultivating immortals.

Of course, what has just been "screened" is far from being a complete work, and he just conceived some eye-catching pictures, and he tried to add some story elements, but due to the length and haste of the preparation time, he was not even able to tell the story completely.

Judging from the reaction of everyone in the audience, this experimental "short film" has achieved the expected effect. Of course, there are many shortcomings, such as the opening song monologue, the audience's response is mediocre or even a little confused, and it does not resonate as expected, which is due to the cultural differences between the world in which he lived in his past life and this life. Fortunately, the flaws are not hidden, at least technically, it proves that the diligent idea is feasible.

In the corner dozens of feet away from the Qingdi Stage, a mediocre-looking young scholar has been quietly watching the phantom array performance on the stage. The surrounding teenagers applauded the heroic posture of the ancestors in the illusion, but the scholar frowned slightly, with a contemplative expression.

"Mr. Big, the people from the county king's mansion are here. A rickety old man quietly squeezed to the young scholar's side and whispered a report.

The young scholar pulled back his thoughts, and while following the rickety old man to the outside of the crowd, the rickety old man said, "Uncle Seventeen, can you see the situation in that illusion just now?"

The rickety old man's waist bent lower, and his voice was hoarse and a little harsh: "I came to report to Mr. Big, and I only caught up with the last paragraph." ”

"Oh, how does Uncle Seventeen feel?" The young scholar casually glanced at the side of the Blue Emperor's platform, but the direction was the corner where he was invisible.

The rickety old man thought for a moment and said, "Interesting. ”

The young scholar smiled and said meaningfully, "It's really interesting." ”

Diligently calculated that the teenagers' emotions were almost cathartic, and then he called his divine sense to hide the illusion on the stage, and then tidied up his clothes and boarded the Qingdi platform.

"Seniors, fellow Daoists, fellow practitioners, you are ...... diligently"

The courteous appearance made the audience quiet down immediately, many people had only heard the name of Yin Dazhen's biography before, and when they saw the real person at this moment, they felt that although they were worthy of the word "handsome", they couldn't see anything special and extraordinary. The only thing is the kind of stability that does not match his age, giving people the feeling of youth and old age.

He greeted everyone in the audience and once again introduced his well-known identity as a true disciple. Say important things three times, and you don't mind saying this thing thirty times, and it's good to cook the raw rice into a paste.

Next, he asked a very serious question, asking anyone in the audience if he knew what kinds of very rare mutated spirit roots were in addition to the ordinary Five Elements Spirit Root?

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old little fat man preemptively replied, "There are dark spirit roots, thunder spirit roots, immortal spirit roots, ice spirit roots, and wind spirit roots. ”

He asked, "What else?"

"No, there are only these five kinds of mutant spirit roots!" the little fat man didn't know what to do.

Attentive and serious: "Who said that, there is obviously a kind of fart spirit root!"

The audience burst into laughter, and even the elders who were old and serious couldn't help laughing. In the hearts of many people, it can be said that the true inheritance of Jindan Ancestor has been obtained with the qualification of the Waste Spirit Root, which can be described as a step to the sky, and I heard that this person is still a vulgar barbarian born in a remote area, which is like a poor person who is suddenly rich, and is often prone to empty eyes and be arrogant.

What's more, Yin Qin also specially engaged in this preaching of "How I Became a True Disciple", and many people did not so much come to listen to his preaching, but rather to watch the excitement and watch the turtle make a fool of himself.

Unexpectedly, I watched a shocking fantasy performance first, and was laughed by the courtesy's unpretentious self-deprecation, and before I knew it, everyone's evaluation of the courtesy and even the fox peak had improved a lot.

With a relaxed expression, he said to the hundreds of thousands of young people in the audience: "I know very well in my heart, you came to this stage to hear how a guy with all the five elements and a broken spiritual root fooled the identity of this true disciple. ”

The audience was laughing again, and his face turned pale with a solemn expression, and he asked aloud with a solemn expression: "No, I actually want to ask you for advice, why can't the spiritual root of the five elements be passed on? Who said that if the five elements are complete, you can't cultivate the Great Dao, and you can't prove immortality?"

Without waiting for everyone in the audience to react, the sleeves of the courteous robe flicked, and the illusion reappeared, an ethereal monk dressed in an ancient Taoist robe, walking between the green mountains and clear water with the sleeves of his robe, was interested, and casually chanted: "Bai Yun and I went to the rooftop, and the eyes of the green mountains were opened." To the thatched hut in the other mountain, there is no room for thousands of night apes to mourn. ”

Just when everyone was overwhelmed by the monk's demeanor and poetic talent, the courteous narrator sounded at the right time: "This is the Eastern Zhou monk Qingxuzi who was worshiped by everyone as the Emperor of Qingxu." Everyone knows that Qingxuzi shattered the void and escaped to the outside of the world by the dragon, but almost no one knows that his spiritual root is missing one of the five elements, if according to today's judging standards, it is just a low-grade root device, and he is not even qualified to enter the sect as a miscellaneous servant!"

The tone of his diligence was categorical, he didn't believe that he couldn't even test the root of Qingxuzi's name, and anyone else could know what kind of spiritual root his old man was? As for the poem full of fairy flavor, it was copied from Bai Yu Chan, the fifth ancestor of the Taoist Southern Sect. Bai Zhenren is not only profound, but also a senior literary youth, who has written thousands of poems in his life, which is enough to learn from the master of pseudo-Chinese studies.