As long as there is enough money as a driving force, coupled with the means of cultivators to enhance their energy, and the members of the crew sent by Venerable Spirit Butterfly... It is conceivable how powerful the efficiency of the crew will be when the movie starts shooting!
At that time, this crew will be like a giant rolling machine, rolling all the difficulties in front of it!
Maybe in a few days, the movie Song Shuhang needs will be able to be filmed!
It's a pity that the crew won't arrive until tomorrow... If only they could arrive earlier and start shooting that movie earlier.
"Don't be impatient." Venerable Lingdie took a sip of tea.
Daughter Yurouzi still needs to prepare for some time. Such a long time is definitely enough for Song Shuhang's little friend to complete the movie.
His lovely daughter doesn't have to appear on the movie screen with all the bells and whistles - as compensation, he will take her to see the movie in person.
That's it... The world-class crew that filmed the scene on Song Shuhang's hometown of 'Niuding Mountain in Wenzhou City', under the temptation of Venerable Lingdie's huge money offensive and various methods of monks, packed up the equipment and rushed to Jiangnan on the same day. area.
Along with the crew, there is also a foreign monk who mixed into the crew.
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Nine p.m.
Song Shuhang finished today's training. Under the guidance of Venerable White, he has mastered the third level of "Thirty-Three Beast Innate One Qigong".
The next step is to become proficient in the third layer of the "Thirty-Three Beast Innate Qigong", accumulate the true liquid in the sea of true qi in the body, and attack the first meridian 'Xinghui Vessel'.
After saying goodbye to Venerable White, Song Shuhang returned to his room, ready to rest for a night.
On the way back to the room, Shuhang passed by Master Swallowing Cloud's room, and found that the room was brightly lit, and there were excited voices of debate.
In addition to the voice of Master Tun Yun, there is another voice... It seems to be the voice of his close friend Gao Moumou.
Isn't Gao Moumou as drunk as mud, sleeping in the room? When did you get up and come to the room of Master Swallowing Cloud? Sleepwalking
No, no, Song Shuhang stopped at the door to listen for a while, and soon heard that Master Tun Yun and Gao Moumou were discussing the script story of the movie.
It seems that Gao Moumou and the master are very happy to talk.
This movie story, Gao Moumou has devoted himself to it.
congratulations.
Song Shuhang did not disturb his best friend and master, left quietly, and went back to his room to rest.
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In the early morning of August 11, the night was quiet.
Only in the room of Master Tun Yun, the voice of Gao Moumou and Master can still be heard. The two have not rested yet, and they are all full of energy. It looks like they are going all night tonight.
Song Shuhang struggled to get up from the bed, rubbed his brows, and gave a bitter smile.
It wasn't that Gao Moumou and their discussions disturbed him.
-Song Shuhang can't fall asleep at all now, and the spiritual power between his eyebrows has become more and more silvery, which is a symbol of the spiritual power being promoted from the third-rank to the fourth-rank spiritual power.
Song Shuhang's physique, which he managed to improve, was still unable to withstand the increasing mental power. When the mental power beats every once in a while, it would be like a small hammer smashing his forehead.
Song Shuhang, who was already drowsy, was woken up. In fact, he had been unable to sleep soundly for several days.
"We have to catch the 'Dragon Demon' quickly and get the Dragon Demon potion." Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart. If he is not worthy of the Dragon Demon Potion, he will be driven crazy just by not being able to sleep.
He is only in the third-rank realm now, and he can't sleep without rest.
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Song Shuhang, who was suffering from insomnia and headache, rubbed his temples and came to the balcony of Yu Jiaojiao's villa.
At this time, he found that on the balcony of the villa, there was another figure who was biting a long pipe, smoking clouds there.
It is the red-faced monk Xiangong.
Sensing Song Shuhang's arrival, Layman Xiangong turned his head and looked at Song Shuhang who was rubbing his brows: "Young friend Shuhang can't sleep either?"
"Yeah." Song Shuhang nodded.
"The old man is also, the mental power is much stronger than the physical body. Every once in a while, I feel that someone is smashing the old man's head with their fists, making the old man unable to rest well." Xiangong spit out a white mist, and said sadly.
"I feel that every once in a while, a small hammer hits my head." Song Shuhang said.
The two looked at each other and smiled, sympathizing with each other.
"Do you want to smoke?" Layman Xiangong shook his long pipe: "If you want, I have a spare pipe here that I haven't used yet."
"Thank you senior, I don't smoke." Song Shuhang smiled and waved his hand.
"Then I won't give you a chance to waste this old man's precious tobacco." Lay Master Xiangong laughed and continued to puff.
After a while, the monk Xiangong said: "The trap has been set up, when the time comes, it will definitely be caught!"
Song Shuhang responded cooperatively, "At that time, we will definitely have a good night's sleep."
"Ah, a good night's sleep. Although sleep doesn't mean much to this old man now... But this old man has not had a good night's sleep for nearly 30 years. Moreover, even retreating and practicing will be affected by the spirit. The influence of the power. The old man has had enough." The monk Xiangong sighed, and said: "The old man has activated the aura of the little friend in the formation, let's see if we can gain anything next!"
"We will succeed!" Song Shuhang said.
"We will succeed!" The monk Xiangong said firmly.
The two looked at each other and smiled again, their eyes full of yearning for a better future.
At this moment, a voice came over: "Little friend Shuhang, friend Xiangong, what are you two doing? It's so strange to laugh."
It was Venerable White's voice.
Song Shuhang followed the voice and looked up, and found that Senior White was sitting cross-legged on the roof terrace of the villa, holding a bamboo teacup in both hands, and the heat in the cup was slowly rising.
Beside Senior White, there is a small coffee table with some food, fruit, and a pot of boiling tea being boiled on it.
The soft moonlight shone down, making Senior White look like a mortal immortal.
"We're discussing how to capture, um..." Song Shuhang suddenly thought of what Master Xiangong had discussed with him. If the dragon demon is captured, he will create a 'Dragon Tail Escape' for Venerable White. Surprise thing.
Surprise Venerable White alone.
When thinking of this, Song Shuhang smiled mysteriously at Senior White: "Secret, Senior White."
However, Song Shuhang had just finished speaking, and Song Shuhang felt that something was wrong—what do you have to hide from Senior White about the Dragon Demon? When the dragon demon appears, Venerable White will naturally know.
The only thing he needs to keep secret from Venerable White is to make a 'Dragon Tail Escape' for Senior White.
So, Shuhang coughed and was about to explain to Venerable White about the 'Dragon Demon'.
"Secret? Well, then I won't ask any more." Venerable Bai smiled, continued to hold the teacup, and took a sip.
This is embarrassing.
Well, anyway, when the dragon demon appears, Venerable White will be able to see it, so let's talk about it later.
"Little friend Shuhang, fellow Daoist Xiangong, can't you sleep? Then why don't you come over and have a cup of tea?" Venerable White invited.
"Okay." Song Shuhang jumped lightly, performed the "A Gentleman's Journey", flying over the eaves and walking the walls, his body as light as a swallow, and fell to Venerable White's side.
Then, he was not polite, and after sitting down, he grabbed a big apple and nibbled it hard. Compared with Layman Xiangong's pipe, the fruits, delicacies, and tea of Senior Bai are more suitable for him.
Lay Master Xiangong in the distance laughed dryly. He put out his pipe and daringly followed Song Shuhang to Venerable White's side.
Venerable Bai moved gently, poured cups of tea for Shuhang and Layman Xiangong, and placed them gently on the coffee table.
Afterwards, the Venerable took up his tea cup again, blew the heat in the cup lightly, took a small sip of the tea, and enjoyed it.
Song Shuhang took the cup on the coffee table, blew with the same skill, and took a small sip.
Venerable White's tea is not spiritual green tea, but it is also a kind of spiritual tea. Song Shuhang could only feel the aroma of tea blooming in his mouth.
"The whole person is alive." Song Shuhang sighed.
Lay Master Xiangong also stretched out his hand, ready to pick up the teacup.
But suddenly, Layman Xiangong's hands froze.
There was joy on his face.
"Something is coming!" Xiangong lay Shi said.
"Is the goal here?" Song Shuhang also asked.
"Not sure, but this thing is for your breath, little friend. Even if it's not the goal, it must have something to do with the goal." Lord Xian said.
After speaking, Layman Xiangong jumped and jumped towards the back of the villa.
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At the back of Jiaojiao's villa, there was a group of seven figures, approaching the trap laid out by the monk Xiangong.
"That's right, I have already sensed that breath."
"It was the breath of our companions' blood and resentment."
"He must be given the cruelest punishment!"
"Anyone who is stained with the blood of our family is the common enemy of our sea urchin warriors all over the world. If he cannot escape, his fate is to be completely beheaded by us. The powerful sea urchin warriors will have no mercy!"
"Not only him, but also his family, everyone related to them, will be doomed to die in the hands of our sea urchin warriors!"
"However, if he kneels down and begs for mercy, let us cut off his head, so that our sea urchin warriors can spare their family's life!"
The seven figures are constantly communicating.
In their communication, sentences such as "kill your whole family, kill all your relatives and friends, cut off your head to apologize" appeared the most frequently.
Soon, seven figures approached the trap.
The moonlight shone, and the seven figures were all dressed in black, with masks on their heads that only exposed their eyes. On top of their heads, many black spikes emerged from their hoods. And their bodies are also covered with black thorns that look like hedgehogs.
Sea urchin warrior, fearless!
Those who commit sea urchin warriors will be punished regardless of the distance between them! (To be continued.)