Aeschylus, the greatest tragic writer of ancient Greece, believed that a great drama must consist of two indispensable elements:

Death is inevitable.

and a life that will go on.

And the revival of aura in the human drama precisely interprets these two points.

In the early days of the revival of the aura, demons were rampant, humanity was defeated, and the whole world went crazy.

Fortunately, the awakened cultivators stepped onto the stage of history, but for the vast majority of civilians, that time was extremely tragic. There are even more humans who commit suicide because they lose the confidence to live than at the hands of demons.

The rest of humanity hides in their homes all day long, shivering, and terrified.

But within half a year, the civilians were out of their homes one after another, as if the demons outside the city walls did not exist.

Because life will go on, even if tomorrow is the end, as long as the sun rises as usual today, then the days will have to go on.

Whether it is the spirit of Ah Q or the spirit of revolutionary optimism. All in all, this commercial street with withered buildings on the coast is now as lively as a temple fair. Most of the people wander aimlessly to watch the excitement, but there are also many people who are busy working, attracting the crowd to stop and stop.

A man with a full beard and unusually wild hair is painting. His canvas is the façade of the former GS Bank building, and the paint is much shabby, looking like a mixture of various paints and clay.

His painting was only halfway completed, but despite this, the head of Sun Da was still suppressed by the painter's momentum. His clothes were ragged, his hair smelled suspicious, and the putty on his face made it impossible for others to tell his age.

But he has the gaze of a saint, and every time he smears, his movements are solemn like a torture of the world. The composition of his scroll is simple, a wheat field in the sun. Master Sun stopped to admire for a moment, but the more he looked, the more fascinated he became.

The sun, as if it was spinning at an astonishing speed, emitted terrifying waves of light and heat. In the wheat field under the sun, Sun Xiang clearly felt that every grain of wheat was working hard towards the final maturity.

The technique is almost the way!

Sun Xiang came back to his senses and was surprised to find that after a moment of viewing, his divine thoughts had skyrocketed by more than 5,000.

At this time, the painter stopped his brush, pinched his chin and stared at the painting solemnly, as if he was dissatisfied.

is such a strange person, the head of Sun Da naturally wants to come forward to talk. If you can take it for your own use, it will be of great benefit to your own mind. Surprisingly, this brilliant painter is not as repulsive as he seems, he is quite talkative.

His name was Lin Tao, and he was not originally a painter. He was a highly successful investment analyst before the troubled times, and the 57th floor of this financial building was where he originally worked.

Lin Tao's parents were both high-level intellectuals, and he received an elite education from the beginning. He started playing the piano at the age of four and was able to play on stage at the age of five.

He is proficient in piano, violin, swimming, skiing, boxing, karate, equestrian, golf, he speaks six Chinese, and he talks and laughs with celebrities at a young age.

He was admitted to the top universities in China with excellent grades and further his studies at even better Ivy League schools.

After returning to China, he took a beautiful resume and earned a place in this building where the elite gathered.

The competition for his position is fierce, and countless people are staring at him. But Lin Tao worked hard, he worked more than 18 hours a day, all year round. His work performance is beyond reproach, and he finally entered the middle level of the group in his fifth year of employment.

His original one-square-meter workstation has been replaced by a 10-square-meter independent office, and he can even put down a folding bed to rest. What a luxury in this place. Peers don't even have jealousy anymore, only deep admiration and envy.

The ten-square-meter office did not satisfy Lin Tao, he was more strict with himself, and his goal was the president's office. He knew he could do that in twenty years. Not only does that place have an area of up to 30 square meters, but through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the entire waterfront.

Lin Tao dreams of one day being able to stand there, shaking a glass of wine in his hand, and enjoying the beautiful night view of the entire coast.

That will be the pinnacle of life that countless people envy to death.

Then the aura revives and it's all over.

In the first half year, Lin Tao hid at home and cursed God madly. Why did God cruelly take away everything from him and let him fall from the clouds to the dirt! Why did he not have spiritual talent! What did he work hard for so many years!

But in the end, he didn't have the courage to commit suicide. Half a year later, he walked out of the house.

Looking at the sun that he hadn't seen for a long time, Lin Tao suddenly became very dazed.

What do you do next?

In his elite life, every step is planned. All the choices in his life seem to be his own choices, but in fact he has never chosen them at all. Because every step he takes, it is towards the end called "success".

For more than 30 years in his life, he always thought about "what I should do" and never thought about "what I want to do".

And now that everything is empty, Lin Tao tried to listen to his heart for the first time.

He sat down for a day and suddenly realized that he wanted to paint.

So he picked up a branch and began to paint from the dirt, until he was met by Sun Xiang today.

"Brother, do you know, I now feel that I have lived to be a dog for more than 30 years!" Lin Tao stirred the soil in the broken bucket again, and mixed some paint for himself, "I once regarded the thirty-square-meter president's office as my lifelong pursuit, I really have a sick brain, and the illness is not light!"

Sun Xiang laughed when he heard this, and asked, "Then what kind of office area are you pursuing now?"

Lin Tao held up the paintbrush, squinted his eyes and made a hugging gesture towards the sky: "Whenever I paint, the whole world is Lao Tzu!

Sun Xiang opened his mouth, but finally did not open his mouth to solicit. This person sits on the whole world, and Sun Da can't afford to invite him.

The aura revived and the world was in chaos, taking away everything from Lin Tao. But he also threw away the shackles of the social family around his neck, and thus got the whole world.

This is a free soul and should be free forever.

"My name is Sun Xiang. Master Sun stretched out his hand, "I will often come to see you paint." ”

"Thanks, I usually paint in this area, you can find me if you look around. Lin Tao shook hands with Sun Xiang, turned his head and continued to smear, "But don't disturb me when I'm painting, just like now." ”

Sun Xiang nodded and retreated.

After a little delay here, I found that the crowd was getting more and more crowded as I continued to move forward, noisily moving in one direction, not knowing what I was doing. Sun Xiang was about to avoid leaving, but suddenly heard a majestic voice from the crowd:

"Dongfang White Shield, you have such a big breath! Even if you can defeat our three demon generals, can you defend the entire city with one person and one sword?"

The head of Sun Da exploded when he heard this!

What the hell, Xiaoyue is fighting against the demon generals? In the city? When did you get in? Why didn't I notice it?

At the moment, the aura of the body protector was released, and he rushed directly to the place where the sound came from, and the onlookers were separated by brushing.

This is just halfway through, and there are more and more people, and it is simply unpassable. The head of Sun Da, who was anxious to protect his wife, simply wanted to use the palm wind to blow away all the crowds blocking the road.

At this time, a beautiful female voice came from inside.

"Of course I can!"

At this point, Sun Xiang was not excited. Because of Xiaoyue's voice, he can still tell. The person in this is not Yu Xiaoyue, but what the hell is going on, isn't Dongfang Baidun the name of Xiaoyue?

Finally squeezed through the crowd, Sun Xiang got to the front, only to find that this was a low stage, and several people were performing a drama on it.

As for the name of the play, there is a handwritten poster on the pillar next to it:

The Martial God is the enemy of the three demon generals

It turned out that someone actually brought this famous battle to the stage.

Yu Xiaoyue is played by a very beautiful girl. Her costume was simple, wearing a white robe cut out of white curtains, and the sword in her hand was only a wooden sword. But her heroic appearance really has a bit of Yu Xiaoyue's charm.

The actor of the three demon generals in front of her, a small man dressed in black cloth plays the witch king, and the emperor wearing a papier-mâché armor. Finally, the props for moving mountains are a bit level. He was in a tent with only one head exposed. The surface of the tent is covered with fresh moss, indicating that it is a mountain.

In this battle, Yu Xiaoyue was forced to use Zhou Tian Chengyun Shou, and Sun Xiang heard about it afterwards, and he also knew that it was extremely dangerous. But insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness. In the eyes of the common people, this is another proof of the invincibility of their great Yu City Lord.

On that day, the heavy building lightsaber fell from the sky and penetrated the heavens and the earth, the invincible sword array protected the entire coast, and the vast clouds and mist forced back the bloodthirsty demons. Such a large formation, the people of the whole city can see it with their own eyes.

It's too powerful! It's so invincible! It's not fun to watch it many times, and everyone is still talking about it for days.

Of course, Yu Xiaoyue's battle against the three demon generals will not be staged every day, but the drama performance can. This small drama troupe put the plot that the people like to see on the stage, and it is no wonder that so many people watched.

At this point, it should be the time for Yu Xiaoyue to sacrifice Zhou Tian Chengyunshou. Sun Xiang clasped his hands and watched happily with the rest of the audience. He was very curious in his heart, how this repertory troupe, which was all ordinary people, could replicate this super sword formation.

The girl on the stage threw the wooden sword in her hand upward. There is a curtain on the top of the stage, and the prop player who can't see it catches the wooden sword on it, and then slowly lowers a wooden sword more than five meters high with a pulley.

This is the heavy building lightsaber falling from the sky.

There was also a horizontal board in the middle of the wooden sword, and the girl jumped up and sat cross-legged on it.

This light leap made the audience applaud, and the head of Sun Da also nodded in approval. This girl has practiced the style before, and she can't do this action without any skills.

Just when everyone thought that this was all about Zhou Tian Chengyunshou's drama version, this small troupe gave everyone a surprise.

Countless mystical shiny rune patterns centered on the wooden sword slowly spread across the entire stage. This is the laser spotlight they got out of nowhere, and the light effect is projected.

The three demons will be forced to retreat by the runes.

Yu Xiaoyue remained unmoved.

The Soldier actor unveils the aura diffusion cannon.

The three demons will be scared away.

Yu Xiaoyue was injured and fell.

A good show is staged in turn. Maybe the props are rudimentary, and there is no movie to watch thrilling. But each actor is very attentive and fully performs the characteristics of the character.

The emotions of the audience were mobilized by the excellent performance, and even Lord Sun Xiang applauded and shouted with everyone:

Lord Valkyrie!