"The shoes are broken, the hat is broken, and the robes on the body are broken."

Outside the Jile Cave Heaven of Leiyin Temple, the little monk Ci'en hummed the theme song of Jigongzhong. He was a little boy and felt that he was very happy to be a monk by humming this song!

Dong!

However, after just a few words, Wang Zheng knocked on his forehead. The little monk covered his little bald head aggrievedly and looked at Wang Zheng with tears in his eyes.

Wang Zheng was unmoved: "How can I tell you? Everyone, whether it is an actor or an insider, cannot disclose any news about Jigong. Once it is revealed, my preparation will be in vain!"

"But it sounds really nice. I'm so happy to sing this song!" the little monk explained in a low voice.

"No, that's not allowed." Wang Zheng glared.

The little monk stopped embarrassedly, and then seemed to think of something. The little monk asked: "Senior, do you say that wine and meat pass through the intestines? Can the Buddha really sit in his heart?"

Looking at the little monk's flawless eyes, Wang Zheng smiled and answered the question irrelevantly: "Have you eaten fried dough sticks?"

The little monk blinked, wondering why Wang Zheng suddenly said that, but he still replied obediently: "I've eaten it."

Wang Zheng: "Is that fried dough stick delicious?"

The little monk said with a sensible attitude: "I don't know if it's delicious or not. Everything is empty, and fried dough sticks, steamed buns or other things are just things that fill the stomach."

Wang Zheng rolled his eyes, why didn't this kid follow the routine?

However, Wang Zheng is an adult after all. Facing a young master, even if he is a Buddhist spiritual child, Wang Zheng can still be smart:

"Since there is no difference, even if you eat wine and meat, is the Buddha in your heart?"

The little monk tilted his head. The truth is the same, but not everyone can understand and practice it instantly. Although the little monk obviously understands it, he has not yet understood it.

Looking at the performance of the little monk, Wang Zheng became more and more fond of him. After all, compared with a naughty child like Yan Ruyu, the little monk Ci'en was so well-behaved that Wang Zheng smiled:

"Or I'll tell you a story?"

Little Monk Ci'en: "What story?"

"It was said that a long time ago, there were two Buddhist monks who had been eating vegetarian food for life, burning incense and worshiping Buddha, and were extremely pious. Finally one day, one day, they were one step away from achieving the right result.

So on the eve of the Buddha's birthday, he rushed to the West to meet the holy god in order to seek the Buddha's enlightenment and transformation into a Buddha.

On the way, I passed by a butcher shop. The meat seller also devoutly respected the Buddha and was kind and generous for life. However, if I had no qualifications to practice, I had to make a living by selling meat for life.

When he saw two people who were traveling west, the meat seller asked: "Are you two going to the Western Paradise of the World of the Pure Land?

The two Buddhist monks replied: "Yes."

The meat seller was very informative and asked, "Please bring me something to the West, can you?"

After getting the approval of the two, the meat seller took out his heart with a knife, wrapped it with lotus leaves and handed it to the two of them."

"Ah?! The heart is dug out, can people still survive?" The little monk's pure eyes widened.

Wang Zheng glared at him, feeling deeply that even if he is a well-behaved child, it would be really difficult to deal with once he has 100,000 why: "The key point is not here, please keep listening."

The little monk Ci'en nodded, "Oh."

Wang Zheng then continued to say without any rush:

"The two of them continued to rush. Seeing that the Western Paradise Cave is approaching.

One day, I saw a person on the side of the road, holding a big pot, and the oil in the pot was boiling. The man asked, "Are you two going to the West Heavenly Face Saint?"

The two Buddhist monks replied: "Yes."

The man said, "You must pass through this pot when you go to the West."

The two were shocked and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, they remembered the heart of selling meat and discussed it quietly, why not try it with this?

So, the two of them gently put their hearts into the oil pan. Suddenly, a lotus flower floated out of the pan and slowly rose into the air.

The two of them were overjoyed: As expected, they had achieved enlightenment. So they jumped into the pot together. With a squeak, they twisted together..."

Wang Zheng paused and added: "Well, it is said that this is the origin of fried dough sticks."

Then he looked at the little monk Ci'en and smiled and said, "Do you understand?"

The little monk Ci'en flashed his big eyes: "Senior means, Buddha is in the heart? The technique I practice is the Buddha's sutra of the three-life Buddha. I don't ask about the previous life and do not seek the next life, but only seek the Buddha in the heart in this life."

Good understanding!

Wang Zheng exclaimed in his heart, but on the surface he nodded with a sensible head. Then, the next moment, Wang Zheng's mouth twitched, and he saw that the little monk was riding on a rocket, and he broke through another level of cultivation. He was almost complete in the first-level Qi Refining Stage!

Is it as easy as drinking water?

"Thank you, senior."

After the breakthrough, the little monk Ci'en looked calm and did not have any joy in breaking through. Instead, he clasped his hands seriously at Wang Zheng's face: "Thank you for your advice, senior."

Wang Zheng smiled on his face, nodded in his heart, and accepted it calmly. At this time, the little monk asked again with a confused look on his face:

"What about Jigong? Jigong is crazy, obviously the mad monk of my Leiyin Temple. How do you know the story of the mad monk?

But it’s not right. Senior Crazy Monk is a fifth-level powerful man. Moreover, in Jigong’s story, except Jigong, no one knows how to practice. Could it be that it happened in a closed small world!”

Thinking of this possibility, the little monk was anxious: "Senior, do you know which small world does the mad monk have been banned? If you know, tell Master Jingxin!"

MMP...

Wang Zheng was speechless, looking at the serious monk, and thousands of words were summed up in one sentence: "I made up the stories."

The little monk opened his mouth and was about to say something. Wang Zheng quickly looked at Jile Cave Heaven and said, "By the way, Master Jingxin was looking for you just now."

When the little monk heard this, he immediately looked up. After saying goodbye to Wang Zheng politely, he quickly stepped on a golden lotus magic weapon to fly towards the Jile Cave Heaven.

It was not until the young monk left that Wang Zheng let out a long sigh.

One hundred thousand whys it is so terrible!

"Haha, the donor has a deep Buddha nature, indeed..." At this time, a kind voice that seemed to make a great evil person calm.

However, before the voice was finished, Wang Zheng waved his hand indifferently: "It's true that I have a fate with Buddhism, okay, I understand. I will let you see the next play, what is the experience of forcing it to be destined to Buddhism."

Wang Zheng didn't have to turn his head back, and he knew that Monk Jingxin was coming again.

As expected, the next moment, monk Jingxin, who seemed to be surrounded by the Pure Land of Buddha, appeared in the Tianyin Fans singing. He was not angry at Wang Zheng's impoliteness. Instead, he looked at the disappearance of the little monk Ci'en with relief and smiled:

"This child is innocent. Although the donor's Buddhist principles cannot stand scrutiny, if you realize it, you will realize it. I envy this mentality. If you don't argue or distinguish, if you realize it, you will realize it."

"You came to me to say this?" Wang Zheng gave him a blank look.

Monk Jingxin was still smiling: "Of course, isn't it? It's just that Jigong has finished filming and the elders of Leiyin Temple have also watched it. They all think that although this story is exquisite, it is probably not going to be deeply rooted in people's hearts in Zhongzhou. Therefore, I would like to ask you when the second drama will start filming."

"The second drama."

Speaking of the second drama, Wang Zheng sighed: "Let's talk about it when I find a suitable shooting venue. This drama can create a legend that will not fade even if it is tens of millions of years. Therefore, this scene must be real."

Not knowing the Awakening Li means the mentality of the fifth-level god-transforming monk Jingxin at this moment. However, he is a fifth-level powerful man. Although not knowing the Awakening Li, he still nodded seriously: "Since that's the case, if the donor needs anything to help, just speak."

"Yes." Wang Zheng nodded, but his thoughts had already dissipated.

It has been more than two months since we arrived at Leiyin Temple. The serialization of Zhu Xian is far from over, but Jigong's shooting work was completed secretly.

Jigong, who was filmed in one month and edited in one month, completed the total of eight episodes.

This time, Wang Zheng was unexpectedly changed from many people's previous handsomeness, and even turned ugly without hesitation. Not only was the clothes of props and costumes ragged, but in order to be more realistic, Wang Zheng even found a greasy place to rub the greasy place, and then went to a place full of soil to rub the mud.

He repeated many times, washed after being dirty, and then dirty again, until he had done a master warrior who should be spotless and dirty, and Wang Zheng was satisfied.

Such a dedication has won the respect of many people. However, respect is respect and agreement is first. As long as Jigong is not released, no news about Jigong must be disclosed.

Because Wang Zheng knew that although Jigong was a classic, it was a mythical story from his previous life. Although it contained a lot of wisdom and fun, it was still not attractive compared to the scenes where the Tianyuan World often collapsed and cracked.

In such a situation, once exposed in advance, Jigong would probably fail, and naturally he would not be able to achieve a role in conveying ideas.

"In this way, the new drama must be made into a new version."

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng couldn't help but think like this in his heart. But in a blink of an eye, Wang Zheng shook his head and said with a smile:

"No matter whether the new or old version is, it is inseparable from the scenery and rain that have been passed down for thousands of years."
Chapter completed!