Gaowu World, Jinling City, Qinhuai Painting Boat.

Several monks from the Baotong world are now dressed as essays and military men, and are mixed with many real tourists, merchants and officials seeking pleasure, perfect harmony.

It's even better than those "old players" who have long been used to this world.

Looking at the dance of the flower courtesan in the hall, the young monk named "Shuge" showed a bit of greed.

"If you want to talk about this classical martial arts world, what else can you do to please me, it can only be a way of pleasing under feudal poison."

"What are the qi and blood, true qi, spirit, skills... Hunyuan integration should be consistent from beginning to end. Our sixth set of body casting exercises has achieved this perfectly, and the tenth set is now on this, hiding the tenth set in the body casting exercises. If someone can understand one before the age of sixteen, he will be a genius." Xiu Ge still does not change this arrogance.

It's very similar to those guys who think they are from the "Shangguo" and look down on the "small places" in the countryside. The fastest update is mobile::

The other monks of Xiu Ge no longer advised him at this time.

Perhaps they thought so, but they were not as direct as the Cultivation.

Suddenly, the red-faced monk let out a 'Huh' sound.

Then he suddenly stood up and moved his body. He had already swept across the water like a big bird, heading towards a small temple on the willow bank in the distance.

The sudden actions of the red-faced monk surprised all his companions.

In a moment, the rest of the people also walked on the waves and flew to the shore. They walked to the gate of the small temple with the red-faced monk.

Xiu Ge directly read the words on the plaque of Xiaomiao.

"Miaotian Zhenjun Temple!"

"Miaotian Zhenjun? This name is a bit familiar! It seems that I have heard it somewhere." Xiu Ge said.

The red-faced monk said with a strange expression: "Of course you are familiar with it! The popular phantom drama "Chasing Wife Seventy-Two" three years ago, the most mysterious and powerful monk in that drama is Miaotian Zhenjun."

Xiu Ge said in surprise: "Uncle Master! Didn't you say you never watch Phantom Drama?"

"And... I remember chasing my wife for the 72nd generation is like a sweet drama from a girl. Do you like it too?"

Fortunately, the red-faced monk's face was always red, so that it was impossible to see the embarrassment on his face.

"Well! This... is to find inspiration. Although some phantom dramas are a little exaggerated, their ideas are still very good. Just like this drama... the reason why it became popular is because some monks who watched it actually awakened the memories of their previous lives and found some of their cultivation." The red-faced monk explained seriously.

Then he quickly said, "It should be a coincidence... After all, the word "Miaotian" is not uncommon."

After that, he still took the lead in entering the temple gate.

The incense in the small temple is common.

Although there are also pilgrims and believers, they are not dense.

The atmosphere in the temple is elegant, and the wind blows through the phoenix-tail bamboo in the yard, which actually has a bit of quiet charm.

"Only when you have the universe in your heart can you burn incense and tell me. If you have the truth in your heart, you will naturally live with things forever."

There are couplets on both sides of the statue of a clay-tied wooden sculpture.

Looking at the couplet, the red-faced monk's expression was suddenly filled with astonishment and surprise.

He was very familiar with this couplet.

Because...this is what he wrote.

The screenwriter of the popular sweet drama "Chasing Wife Seventy-Two Generations" is the red-faced monk.

It is precisely because he is the screenwriter that he knows some of the details.

When the male protagonist pursued the heroine to the 36th generation, in order to increase the ratings, the red-faced monk took a risk and made a flirtatious operation, making the heroine become a man in this life. Not only that, she also married and had children, and had a happy family.

At this time, the male protagonist is of course crossing the gender barrier and preparing to force a man to lock him up.

However, the heroine's wife came to her house and was angrily criticized.

While the plot exploded, the ratings were also running wildly.

Just by doing this, the plot will not go smoothly.

At the helplessness, even if it violates the basic "rules" of the screenwriter, the red-faced monk had to launch the "Divine Soldier from Heaven".

The male protagonist was in a state of dismay and came to a small temple drunk.

In the small temple, Miaotian Zhenjun, who was clay-shaped wood-sculpted, drank wine and became sworn brothers.

After that, I had a dream.

After waking up from the dream, everything is upside down.

Things in dreams turn into reality, and things in reality turn into dreams.

This finally unravels the knot and allows the whole story to continue.

Not only that, in the subsequent plot, Miaotian Zhenjun always appears as a "master key". Once the male and female protagonists encounter problems that they cannot handle, they will pray to Miaotian Zhenjun, the "good brother".

Then the disaster turns into good fortune and the disaster turns into good fortune.

The pit dug in Miaotian Zhenjun was so big that the red-faced monk didn't know how to fill it in the end.

I simply said a few words and left it alone.

Allow the audience to express their imagination.

"There may be a coincidence... but even the couplets on the left and right sides of the statue of God are the same... This is a bit unreasonable!" The red-faced monk was both confused and panicked.

The original mentality of "playing" that was relaxed and completely collapsed.

"No...is not right!"

"Maybe I was read into my memory!"

"This Miaotian Zhenjun... will not really exist, it's someone who is plotting against me." The red-faced monk hurriedly calmed down and began to silently recite the mantra of meditation passed down by the sect.

"Dreams are not dreams, worlds are not realms, you and I are not you and me, who are others."

"Brother Liang! You and I drink 300 cups at night, discussing all the affairs of the heavens together. How can we meet old friends now? But we are so unfamiliar and indifferent?" A voice suddenly sounded, but it shocked the red-faced monk.

His surname is not Liang, but Bao.

But the male protagonist in that drama is surnamed Liang.

And what he can't tell people is... the male protagonist in that drama, part of his experience is what he has really experienced.

And while traveling in a certain world, he did have the pseudonym "Liang Zhong".

The blushing monk's breath flowed all over his body, and his expression was stiff: "Senior, don't make such a joke with me. We are born in the Wandao Sect of Baotong Realm, our master Taiwu Zhenren, and our ancestor Mengji Xianren."

But when he heard the voice, he sighed: "It's true that people in the dream meet, but they don't recognize people in the dream. There is cause and effect in the world, and you help me become famous in Baotong. Today, you and I will be together in this world. It should be another world. Now it seems that I am self-righteous!"

"Well! Well! I'll pass on you a piece of Dharma today."

"The past graces have all dispersed. If you don't owe me, I don't owe you. It's also safe."

After saying that, the voice spontaneously began to chant scriptures in the red-faced monk's ear.

The red-faced monk initially resisted, but after hearing a few words, he was shocked all over and no longer had any contempt.

As the words heard became deeper and deeper, a deep feeling of annoyance began to rise quickly.

"No! I can't miss the opportunity."

"I once heard that a powerful man transformed into a Taoist dream with a little spiritual light, scattered billions of worlds, practiced at the same time, made connections at the same time, and met the heavens at the same time. The True Lord of Miaotian... Perhaps it was not that I made it out of thin air, but that there was such a True Lord. It was just that I happened to meet his spiritual light, and then the light of the spirit flashed, recorded it, and turned it into the play."
Chapter completed!