Chapter 138 Belief in the truth is not an illusion
Xiang Chun couldn't help but be happy when he heard this. If Zhang Yu, the Xuanzun, was willing to take action himself, what would be the obstacle?
Zhang Yudao: "Senior Brother Xiang, do something for me."
Xiang Chun said: "Xuanshou, please give me your instructions."
Zhang Yu transmitted a few words, and Xiang Chun nodded and said, "I'll do it now."
Because the seven-act grand play has ended, the entire theater is now lit again, and the playwright, director, and others are waiting there anxiously for his judgment.
After Zhang Yu stood up and thought for a while, he also expressed his opinions, and his words were mostly full of praise. These people are indeed worthy of praise.
Although some of them are not completely consistent with reality, they just fall into some places that have nothing to do with the overall situation. After all, it is just a grand drama. For the sake of dramatic conflict, some moderate artistic exaggeration is needed, but if it involves some people’s common feelings,
If you know it in the past, you can no longer do this, and you need to be cautious.
As for the remaining flaws, it’s not that the rehearsal was careless, but that it simply couldn’t be done.
When everyone heard what he said, they couldn't help but feel excited.
As a Xuanzun, Zhang Yu naturally did not need to deliberately praise them, but then they heard that some places needed to be changed, and their hearts tightened again. However, they were relieved when they heard that it was only the monks who were responsible for the part.
After Zhang Yu waited for the explanation, he walked out of the theater. The figures of the monks dispersed among the people holding the ceremony, and his consciousness returned to the clone in Qishan.
Half a day passed, until dusk, Xiang Chun said in the Xuntian Daozhang: "Xuanshou, the names of those elders are here. My subordinates have asked about them, and they are all willing."
Zhang Yu looked at the roster that came from Xiang Chun's self-training chapter on heaven. There are about fifty people here. These are the elders who followed the boat to the land of Dongting and have lived till now.
The oldest is one hundred and sixty years old, and the youngest is one hundred and twenty-nine.
In fact, there were not only that many Tianxia people who survived that year, but some returned to their homeland early and did not experience what happened later, and some were older and did not want to show up again.
At this moment, he let go of his heart light, and his senses instantly enveloped the entire Fuzhou, and he was ready to find these elders. At the same time, the past feelings and memories of these old people flowed into his heart light, and bloomed in front of his eyes.
Scenes after scenes.
Naturally, these elders had promised to let go of their own thoughts before and allowed him to wait and see. Although he could peek directly and prevent them from noticing, he would not rely on his own gods to do so through people.
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At this moment, he could sense from the emotions of these old men that almost all of them were looking forward to and excited that they could participate in recreating the scenes of the past.
He nodded slightly. In this case, Dongting Fuzhou could not let down these seniors this time.
In the light curtain before his eyes, countless scenes flashed back and forth.
Because everyone's memory is different, the scenery shown will only be the part of what they saw, and everyone's experience is also different, so it looks more fragmented, but in his opinion, this makes up for some details.
and corrected some memory errors.
Through this, he almost saw Tianxia's boat crossing the sea with his own eyes, and saw tens of thousands of soldiers and the An people led by the goddess Yaqiu clearing and building Ruiguang City.
He saw the bloody battle of the Flood River thirty years later, saw dozens of countless people fighting to maintain the situation in Dongting as the turbid tide spread, and even saw the flames of war once again ignited on the mainland of Dongting.
After seeing everything, he opened his eyes.
He thought for a moment, and as soon as his eyes fell, a jade plate condensed in front of him, reflecting the scenes that were close to reality into the jade, and added them to the grand drama he saw.
Under normal circumstances, grand operas, also called dance and music operas, are performed by dancers and singers on stage. Only the changing scenes shown through the transparent glass in the theater can be called phantoms.
As for pure video and painting, although the current creative skills can record video and painting, the cost is high and it usually requires a master craftsman, and the video and painting will gradually disappear with viewing.
If there is no need to create things, then the monks can do it through some magic weapons, such as this time, because the entire drama is supported by Dongting Xuanfu and even Fuzhou.
But there is no trouble for him here. As long as things below the Xuanzun level do not exceed a certain limit, he can shape them at will.
In fact, if it is only provided for Taoist monks to view in the Taoist Chapter, then there is no need to go to such trouble. Everything can be seen in the Seal of Mingguan.
However, the targets of the propaganda this time were not just monks, but ordinary people as well.
You must know that an ordinary student in the local area may not be a sergeant in Fuzhou or a disciple of Xuanfu in the future. There may also be a future Xuanzun.
After finishing this, he summoned Xiang Chun and handed him the jade plate, saying: "Brother Xiang will take this item to the drama director. If there are any corrections later, he will give it to me in the Taoist chapter."
Just watch it.”
Xiang Chun agreed, took the jade dish over, and after performing the ceremony, he left and quickly arranged the matter.
The director of Sheng Opera got this jade plate and after looking at it, he couldn't help but be amazed.
With Zhang Yu's intervention, the drama was elevated to several levels. It had already undergone changes that he could not even imagine. He couldn't help but get excited. He had never written or directed a grand drama before.
When he goes out, he dares to say that no one can surpass him in decades.
He suppressed his turbulent emotions, carefully filled in and corrected some details, and then sent the finally corrected drama to Xuan Mansion again.
After Zhang Yu received the presentation, he watched the grand play again and couldn't help but nodded slightly. Now it seems that the whole play is much more comfortable and no longer feels as stiff as before. I want to watch it again.
You will no longer feel disharmonious.
As long as we continue to take care of it, we will set an appropriate date for the release of this grand drama. Before that, we can select some comrades who have participated or are trustworthy and let them watch it first.
After the Xuanfu received this order, they immediately followed his instructions and made proper arrangements. They decided to set the release date for next month. At the same time, they also sent this grand drama to some Xuanxiu offices that had previously participated in the production.
In the mansion of Xuan Mansion, after Yue Luo finished today's practice, she suddenly found a flickering shadow in her clear vision. Her heart moved and her consciousness touched it.
In an instant, a curtain of light rose up and quickly surrounded her. Then she exclaimed softly. She found that she was on a ship. She could recognize that this was the ship that had crossed to the East Courtyard.
On the big boat, the soldier not far away even looked at her curiously.
Looking at the swaying islands around her and the boat that seemed to be swaying, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't communicate with the people here, she almost thought she had really arrived at that time.
At this time, she looked at the main boat sailing in the front. She thought it was where Governor Guan Zheng was. She could see several monks standing there. As if they felt her gaze, one of them also He looked back and nodded towards her.
Her heart skipped a beat. This extremely real feeling made her feel extremely shocked, but she liked this immersive feeling very much.
After she finished watching the seven scenes of the grand opera in one breath, she couldn't help but want to share it with her close friends immediately. But she knew that she couldn't do it right now, so she had to endure it and sighed in her heart: "There are so many things these days. If you accept it and don't care about it, just cultivate your mind."
She gritted her teeth, took away the Dao Xuan Zhang, turned around and went back to sit down.
Time flies by, half a month passes suddenly, and March is here in the blink of an eye.
In Changhe Prefecture, Lin Xuanxiu looked at Ban Lan who came to resign and said in surprise: "Mr. Ban, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Ban Lan said: "I am originally a mysterious cultivator from Yiluo Shangzhou, and I was invited here. Now that the matter is done, I shouldn't stay here for a long time. It's time to go back."
Lin Xuanxiu praised: "Mr. Ban is dedicated to serving the public. I admire him very much. Mr. Ban, I heard that you have no reputation in Yiluo Shangzhou. Why don't you consider coming to Changhefuzhou?"
My Fuzhou is in the Zhangkuo Mansion. With Mr. Ban's talent and cultivation, you will definitely have a place. Even if you are famous, my Fuzhou can give it to you. Isn't this better than being a Renren in Yiluo Shangzhou? Ordinary monks who command are better?"
Ban Lan said: "Thank you so much for your kindness, friend. I promised to go to Yiluo Shangzhou to contribute my efforts earlier, and I should have it from beginning to end. Now that my wish has not been fulfilled, how can I leave?"
In fact, from a profit perspective, it is indeed better to come to Changhe Fuzhou, but the problem is that his reputation will be damaged, and overall, the gain outweighs the loss.
Lin Xuanxiu said regretfully: "That's such a pity. Once your picture came out, it really attracted a lot of comrades. On top of this, I can't say that I will have to ask you, sir, in the future."
Ban Lan smiled and said: "With the Taoist Chapter of Xun Tian, if Lin Xuanxiu needs any help, you can come to me at any time."
Lin Xuanxiu nodded and said: "That's true."
While the two were talking, a disciple quickly walked in from outside, raised his hands and said: "Lin Xuanxiu, Dongting Fuzhou has taken action, and the scene has been recorded in the Taoist chapter."
There was no surprise on Lin Xuanxiu's face, and he said: "It's true." He looked at Ban Lan with more admiration in his eyes, "Mr. Ban, you expected it."
Ban Lan said: "This is inevitable. Once the film comes out, the other three major prefectures will definitely not be able to sit still. Previously, Anyue and Xuanning prefectures all took action, leaving only Dongting. So For a long time, I thought that they must have produced enough movies to compete with us this time."
Lin Xuanxiu was more confident than him, saying: "Mr. Ban's paintings are magnificent and majestic. Even I have watched them several times, but I don't believe that in such a short period of time, Dongting can come up with something to compete with us."
Ban Lan smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid Dongting is like me, but I've already been planning it."
Lin Xuanxiu said disapprovingly: "Then I'd like to take a look, but I don't believe it. This can be compared to your shadows and paintings, Mr. Ban." He immediately called out the Daoxuan Zhang, entered the Xuntian Daozhang with his mind, and saw a scene of shadows. The talisman was printed there, and I immediately touched it with my mind.
