"Oh, it failed again."

After sighing helplessly, Wang Zheng simply stopped comprehending the unity of the three elements. Because he knew that things like the unity of the three elements would succeed sooner or later.

And once you succeed, it is time to start opening the treasure of your body.

At that time, my nominal master will be just as good as me, and at most, I will be better than me.

Wang Zheng, who had already ripened the three-point Guiyuan Qi, knew that although the three-point Guiyuan Qi was powerful, it was not such a powerful martial art in the Tianyuan world.

This can be seen from the physical acupoints that can be opened by the Sanfen Guiyuan Qi.

One of the three masters of Fengyun and Shuang in a single school can each open twenty-four acupoints during the Grandmaster period, and some of these twenty-four acupoints are repeated.

The fellow practitioners of the three sects only have more than forty acupoints.

However, once the three elements are unified, seventy-two acupoints can be opened at one time, which is also a good method of true qi.

But compared with the top martial arts in the Tianyuan World, it is much worse!

There are 365 acupoints in the human body. It is rumored that in those large holy places, there are methods to open up hundreds or even hundreds of acupoints.

Even the hidden martial arts family also has supreme martial arts scriptures that can open up several acupoints in the Zhoutian!

It can be imagined that even if the three-point return to the Yuanqi is in opposition to those martial arts, it is nothing.

However, this did not hinder Wang Zheng's enthusiasm for the three-pointer of the energy. For him, with his current fame, it was already a major event that had to be put on the agenda to improve his strength to a master warrior.

Therefore, this kind of life continued until the tree demon grandma brought people back, and then it was paused.

With all the people, Wang Zheng couldn't wait to start filming.

Wang Zheng was a little nervous about the first time filming a movie, so Wang Zheng felt it was necessary to teach this group of newcomers.

So, Wang Zheng, who had been wandering around the set as usual, pulled a literary monk from Qiongyun Academy and said to him:

"Brother, please do a favor and help me notify the crew of the cast. I want to tell you how to act before filming."

"Really or not?"

"Damn! Senior Brother Wang personally teaches his experience?"

"That, Brother Wang, can we avoid it?"

Wang Zheng did not hide his words, so as soon as Wang Zheng finished speaking, he attracted the attention of the literary monks around him.

A group of literary monks surrounded Wang Zheng directly.

"Senior Brother Wang, do you mean, do we need to avoid it?" A young man who seemed a little cunning asked relentlessly.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he looked at him with a smile: "Why, do you want to hear it?"

"Hehe, I'm just a little interested." The young man's words were a little evasive.

At this moment, a young man with a righteous look on his face flew out and bowed to Wang Zheng and said:

"Senior Brother Wang, it's really up to you. We do have the intention of learning from seniors. After all, we are planning to shoot a story for our Qiongyun Academy. With senior brother Wang like this, we really don't want to miss this opportunity."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he laughed and patted their shoulders: "If you want to listen, just listen. How much you can learn is your ability."

"Long live Senior Brother Wang!" After receiving the answer agreed by Wang Zheng, several literary monks around him were immediately excited and happily began to inform them one by one.

In fact, even if the young man didn't tell the truth later, Wang Zheng's heart was as clear as a mirror in his heart.

After all, Wang Zheng's cultivation was there. He had long heard from the monk Wendao who was chatting while working and joking, who also knew that they wanted to film themselves.

Perhaps he has stood higher and looked further, and Wang Zheng did not feel alert to the ideas of these young people as he should have.

Even if he even allows these literary monks to listen to the things like teaching performance experience.

Because he knew that acting, from a certain perspective, requires talent.

Otherwise, there are so many graduates in a certain college every year, how could there be so many people who can be called actors?

Although other stars are stars, they cannot be called actors, because their reputation has nothing to do with their acting skills.

The main thing is routine, such as plastic surgery couples, who can be promoted to first-tier stars with just their faces. Even later, they were bluntly speaking out that I just didn’t have the acting skills.

Under such circumstances, although cultivators with extraordinary power are far superior to ordinary people in their learning ability and imitation ability, Wang Zheng is not worried.

And if you take a step back, even if there are good seedlings among these people, so what? Filming is not something that can be accomplished by one person, and what you want in the end is an excellent director!

Wang Zheng, who has most classic works in his previous life, is undoubtedly an excellent director.

Even many shooting techniques and editing methods are cultural precipitation that has never been seen in the Tianyuan world.

Under such a premise, even if there are good seedlings, they will not be able to meet Bole or the limited future of the Thousand Mile Horse.

I have to say that scholars are reliable in doing things, and it almost didn't take long. The entire crew was notified by them all, and the meaning was expressed very clearly.

Even, I don’t know which literary monk was so confused that he went back to the academy and told the dean that Wang Zheng wanted to teach him to perform.

Wang Zheng didn't know the ending of the Wendao monk, he only knew that he was very depressed when he and Xu Kang, who came over with an old face...

The next day, after everyone had already understood the script, Wang Zheng directly summoned everyone, found an open area in the mountains, and started short-term performance training.

In the open open space, everyone uses his own methods with Wang Zheng as the center.

A monk Wendao wrote a poem, and a small tree with a crooked neck grew out as a seat.

The cultivator uses magic, and the short stone piers condense.

The magician chanted spells, and the crystal ice cubes were frozen out of thin air.

They used their own methods and quickly surrounded Wang Zheng and did their own things, waiting for Wang Zheng, a senior in the entertainment industry to start giving lectures.

Wang Zheng stood majestic on a stone, because standing here could make him stand out more and allow these students to better see their movements.

"Ahem."

Wang Zheng's cough attracted everyone's attention.

Then, in everyone's eyes, a smile appeared on Wang Zheng's face and said:

"Everyone may know that the Age Ghost Story we filmed this time is different from the works I filmed before.

This can be seen from time to time. I called him TV series from the previous films, and I called him movies from this Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl.
Chapter completed!