Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 457 Six Grades!

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

If it wasn't for Lin Feng's interruption, he might cry and faint here today.

The pressure is too great.

He didn't know that there were so many grievances in his heart. Lin Feng sat on the side, mainly thinking for a while, to make sure that there was enough time.

Under unconventional means, time is sufficient.

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

His supernatural power [Snap] can prevent people from triggering the protection mechanism.

This is a supernatural power with two sides in one body.

On the one hand, it can easily put people to death. This method shields people's protection mechanism. People in such a situation will die from overwork.

immediate death.

The other method is not to completely shield people's protection mechanism, 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 make people work 24 hours a day.

And will not lose any origin.

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

This matter does not sound like something that humans can do.

But it just so happens that Lin Feng is not a human right now.

This method is essentially the same as giving someone an elixir after eating it, with infinite power and endless sleeplessness.

' So it was decided. '

Lin Feng immediately had an idea.

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

He needs to get out of the circle.

No matter what degree of getting out of the circle, it is good for his current situation.

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

The more impressive he is, the more solid he is.

In this regard, the network has a natural advantage of communication.

It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to get to know a person in a variety of ways.

If the purpose of surfing the Internet is to have fun, for entertainment, knowing a person in all aspects is in violation of the principle of entertainment.

than simple symbolization.

So what Lin Feng thought was, how to associate himself with a symbol, as long as someone thinks of this symbol, he can think of his face.

As long as he succeeds, he can use this power to break through to the sixth rank, and he will be extremely stable!

He still has time.

Professor Han didn't urge him, and both of them knew the danger the "historian" was facing.

At least before the sixth rank, Lin Feng has no way to guarantee that he can plow the courtyard and sweep the acupoints, completely clearing the marked places.

Even if it is to borrow strength, it must have enough strength to make a difference.

If a mayfly wants to attract a monstrous flood.

The ending 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 do it again...

Let's do it again...

Let's do it again...

Like the devil's whisper, Director Guan didn't eat a single bite of this teppanyaki, his mind was full of reshoots.

The magic sound enters the brain.

With this thought, Guan Dao seemed to have forgotten everything, and was stunned.

This matter cannot be told in advance to other staff members.

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

Then, use 【Trap】.

Not too big in a room,
Lin Feng's hair is automatic without wind.

A large amount of essence gathered between his brows, and then through his brows, those superhuman substances were transmitted to everyone present.

That night, all the actors and crew rushed to the sandbar to shoot on-site.

As good as it gets.

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

After that, it will be submitted for trial again.

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

Nothing can stop Lin Feng from doing what he is going to do now.

From a certain point of view, this is also a war.

War without gunpowder.

……

"Not within the natural landscape, and cleverly not hidden in time that can be seen from the outside."

Professor Han left the small house 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 where tourists are prohibited from entering.

But as long as Professor Han is willing, he can come to almost any place in the world.

This is the result of the integration of mantras and human beings recorded in the Three Graves and Five Codes for some natural situations.

Corresponding to this are those troubles with higher and higher frequency and faster and faster.

Creatures that appear only in mythology.

Frequently appear beside Professor Han.

After the sages and great virtues of the tribal era recorded a certain creature and gave it a name, the name itself was a specific designation.

After accepting a certain kind of classics from the three tombs and five canons.

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

He can always see the creatures that appear in front of him.

And the vortex that keeps appearing above his head.

He also didn't know what was in the vortex.

But it must not be a fun thing. Professor Han still has a lot of things to do now. In Teacher Xun's plan, Lin Feng is the last one to end.

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

He needs to pave the way.

He will deal with anyone who might intercept Lin Feng.

Sitting cross-legged on Mount Tai.

His whole body turned khaki.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like some kind of strange creature. 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 separated.

The hidden residues of history have come out.

But in about half a year, the remnants of history have disappeared, and it is not known who did it.

Professor Han can only take a look in person.

Unite all friends who can help themselves.

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

At night, the wind on Mount Tai was extremely strong, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

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

As for Professor Han, who was sitting on the top of Mount Tai, he finally turned into a pile of loess and was swirled away by the wind.

disappeared in this time period.

Without a trace.

……

Shazhou, the documentary filming site, Director Guan wished he could make his voice hoarse.

The whole scene was his voice.

Even opening his mouth to eat sand, he was happy to eat.

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

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

"Little Lin, you are simply a genius! Do you know genius?"

"What about lighting? Lighting, oh, yes, yes, this is it, this is how it is played, yes, yes, very good, very good."

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

Holding a small maza, holding a megaphone, sitting behind the camera monitor, Director Guan was so happy that his thighs were shot to pieces, because he was so happy that he didn't even notice that there were some scenes that were completely out of his mind. I think exactly the same inside.

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

He wants the moonlight, and the moonlight will fall.If you want the wind, the wind will blow in some places, reaching the scene where the clothes are like the wind and the water.

It's all so satisfying.

Director Guan has never filmed such a smooth scene.

The new one, this Lin Feng who plays the leading role, after he puts on Fei Tian's clothes, it's as if the clothes were tailor-made for him.

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

The treasure elephant is solemn, lively and agile.

Under such circumstances, Guan Dao had no dissatisfaction at all.

The one you found before, go into the game and eat shit!
Almost ruined his good deed!

The atmosphere of the whole set was extremely enthusiastic, shooting almost 24 hours a day.

Of course, outsiders don't know about this.

If outsiders know about it, the whole outside world will probably be boiled.

Everyone present was energetic and tireless.

This is the power of the gods.

The "Male Flying Apsaras" who caused all this, he has two minds, monitoring the scene in Guanshan Kiln all the time.

In Guanshan kiln, the head of the historian who was severely injured by lightning was silent at this moment.

The incantations formed by a large number of flames were deeply carved into the ground.

His thunder and lightning naturally contained an aura of killing everything.

This force restrains the spread of the breath of the "mirror", forming its own unique scenery in the Guanshan Kiln.

Not only the Guanshan Kiln, but even the altar and the "Mirror of the New Moon" in his treacherous village were covered in flames.

He originally thought that his comprehension of the thunder method would cause the altar and the mirror of the new moon in his "body" to go berserk. After all, judging from all aspects now, there may be problems with the lightning in the Guanshan kiln, and even the Guanshan kiln itself. .

"Nightmare" belongs to nature.

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

Could it be that the scene in Guanshan kiln is rather strange?It is rather unique, is it a characteristic of commonness?
If so.

Lin Feng is hard to say.

……

"Come, come, drink this cup, and I will congratulate someone to celebrate the bright future of everyone, all the way to Changhong."

Day and night, a week later.

This can be regarded as killing.

Mostly it's about being happy.

Director Guan felt that this was the happiest filming he had done in half his life.

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

Lin Feng couldn't completely control this point.

Post-production companies have a basic line. It can be said that even if humans and machines do not rest, they cannot reach the extreme speed required by Lin Feng.

There is no way.

Lin Feng is not strong enough to control electronic life.

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

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

Not in a hurry.

He is constantly reviewing his newly learned moves.

And continue to study your own fire.

He almost lived in the Guanshan kiln, and he carefully studied the mirror of the new moon and the survivors of the Yimu country.

More importantly, that hand does real damage.

That's the most important thing. For Lin Feng, that real damage can be added to all his supernatural powers.

It is equivalent to adding a buff to all magical powers!

It can be regarded as an auxiliary magic skill.

If he learns this skill, Lin Feng's fighting power will increase exponentially!
That's about two months.

Lin Feng saw the newly released documentary.

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

Lin Feng stayed in the Guanshan kiln factory, looking up at the sky, and he was not looking at the thunder and lightning in the sky.

Lin Feng really couldn't see anything about that thing.

He is watching his popularity.

He saw three thick pillars of popularity surrounding him.

This is his shackles.

It is also the "implication" he needs.

He needs to carefully distinguish where these three different involvements come from.

When the new year is approaching.

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

The Spring Festival Gala on the Internet and the Spring Festival Gala on 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 can 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 at the foot of the kiln factory and opened the jar.

On the ground, the lines drawn by the flames formed a complex spell.

At the top is 【编】, which is himself.

Surrounded by countless Fa Banners.

On these dharma banners, strange incantations fixed the ground veins here, and Lin Feng himself sat on the tallest dharma altar.

"Corpse position vegetarian meal".

He is now a "corpse".

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

If you look closely at this mask, it is a mask of five equal parts.

On this mask, there is [Zian Wang Ye], [Male Flying Apsaras], [A Potato], and the top [Zian/Lin Feng], [Historian].

In front of him, there is an illusory tree.

Above the big tree, there are luxuriant branches and leaves, and an even more ethereal mountain stands above it.

This is his "moving the mountain", the charm of Mount Tai.

There is also a more illusory but real "rope" tied to his ankle.

"wind!"

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

The surrounding wind howled, and finally condensed into Lin Feng's face.

This face is the same as Lin Feng, yet different.

People's faces are often "smart" and "vivid" due to expressions or other habitual factors, but this face is different.

With this face, he has no expression, no "humanity".

He is just a face.

This face floated above the fire pond, amidst the sound of "dong dong dong".

The sacrifice has begun!

(End of this chapter)