The play has been rehearsed long ago.

Wang Hu pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar, took his head and bowed, and used his full qi of the Dantian to shout loudly:

"Keep the immortal!"

Xiao Ping, Meng Guang, and Zhao Liu seemed to understand but not understand. Seeing this, they took a breath and led the bandits to kneel down and kowtow, shouting according to the gourd:

"Keep the Immortal"!

The islanders were frightened and saw a group of bandits setting an example. They all followed them and knelt on the ground, yelling in chaos.

I saw the "immortal" stepping on the auspicious clouds and standing in the air.

Wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe, holding a purple gold flute with his left hand, and hanging a small flower basket and a small fishing drum around his waist. Isn’t he the “son-in-law of the Yu family” Xin Tianyou?

Everyone narrowed their eyes from below and looked upwards. The light was dazzling and far apart, so they didn't look very real.

If you look straight at the close distance, you will find that Xin Tianyou's right hand was hidden in the broad Taoist robe behind him, holding a four-foot-long iron rod tightly, and firmly inserted it on the cliff.

It looks like a scarecrow with a bamboo pole floating in the wind, very funny.

The purple gold flute is nothing more than a bamboo tube that paints purple gold color, drills out a few holes randomly, and ties a red ribbon on the end. If he asks him to sing it freely, he may not be able to make any good music.

The small bamboo basket is twisted and twisted, and the craftsmanship is really not satisfactory. It is from Miss Yu's delicate hands.

The fishing drum is quite decent, it is a rattle for a child to play with, and the handle is removed.

But the people who looked up at him from afar could not see the details, which was shocking.

Just imagine who can stand in the sky except for immortals? The saint howling in the sky is, and to them are immortals, and they are rarely seen once in their lives.

Throughout the dynasties, when the invaders are weak, they often pretend to be a god and make trouble to help the fire.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang revolted, pretending to be a fox and stuffed a handkerchief with the words "King Chen Sheng" into the fish's belly. The Red Turban Army buried a one-eyed stone man in the Yellow River to echo the nursery rhyme "Don't say that the stone man has one eye and provokes the Yellow River to rebel the world."

Their methods are simple and rough, and compared with the current scene, it is simply a slight witch.

The islanders are on the verge of madness and cannot save many people from "The Blood of the True Dragon". The little charlatan is thinking hard and lowers his requirements. Don't worry about whether these people are awake or not. Life is the most important thing, and life is the most important thing. The most urgent task is to stop the protracted madness trend.

The islanders went crazy because the mental control planted by the South China Sea Sect was loose, and the old traces were confused with illusory memories.

Although Xin Tianyou learned some theories in Zifu and had the "Fengtian Jue" by the goddess of Chushan, he lacked the use of techniques and did not dare to take the risk of unblocking the ban. He also thought that the end of the world was approaching, it would be a blessing if they could live well in this "dream paradise" for a while.

Just find another way.

The Nanhai Sect used "monarchy power" to fictionalize a Yelang dynasty, but what is more powerful than themonarchy power is "theocracy power". "monarchy power is divinely granted" is a belief entrenched in the hearts of many people.

He pretended to be a god, and was preparing to suppress the "monarch's power" with "the power".

The master dancer is a technical job, plan, steps, atmosphere and details are very important.

So, who should I pretend?

Nezha is too young and Lu Dongbin is too old. With the conditions of Xin Tianyou, the first choice is "Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun". That is, Lei Zhenzi's brother, Yang Jian.

Three eyes are easy to deal with, just draw. But there is a lack of props, not to mention the three-pointed two-edged sword, the shaking dog, and even the armor cannot be found. You can't call the heroic Erlang Shen a shirtless person.

After choosing, "Han Xiangzi" among the Eight Immortals entered the final competition with "Lan Caihe". Han Xiangzi got extra points for serving as a civil servant in the Heavenly Court, and the Sanxian Lan Caihe unfortunately failed the exam.

The breeze came gently, and in the dark blue sky, the "moon gate" composed of groups of seagulls connected to their heads and tails spread out. The birds chirped and flew to the cliff happily.

In the distance, more seabirds flew around with the waves, as if they heard the call of the feast and rushed to the venue.

A circle of fine beads of sweat emerged from Xin Tianyou's forehead and he secretly let out a long sigh.

In order to create a mysterious atmosphere and shocking momentum for the appearance, I was exposed to the sun on the top of the cliff and fed seagulls all day.

Is it comfortable to hang in the air?

A large ball of water vapor under your feet needs to be maintained, and the birds are guided to fly with force, and correct their barbaric behavior with divine thoughts. Don’t shit on your head...

Is it easy?

When people are not awake in the morning, use the backlight effect to create a vague and glorious image. The three incense sticks are mixed with hallucination and calming medicinal materials, and release spiritual crystals to improve air quality. They arrange for bandits to mess around with carrots and sticks...

The effect is good, the scene is shocked.

The islanders, who were frightened and frightened, saw the birds scattering, the auspicious clouds disappeared, and the "immortals" actually walked down from the void step by step.

Alas, there is no way.

The little charlatan is not capable enough, and it is not conducive to the use of spiritual power.

Bang...

The dull and empty sound came out, as if stepping on a wooden staircase.

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

What's going on? Where can there be stairs in the void? It's easier for the immortal to fly down, but he still has to walk step by step?

Confusion flashed, and the islanders who were moved by their hearts quickly found a reason.

If you think of immortals, you can't guess what ordinary people can guess. There must be mystery. Some clever ghosts began to count how many steps they took so that they could learn more about it in the future.

It's so profound, there's a lot of knowledge here.

King Wen of Zhou pulled a cart for Jiang Taigong eight hundred steps, and the Zhou Dynasty enjoyed the national fortune for 800 years, which was not ordinary fun...

Every time Xin Tianyou takes a step, his right hand hiding behind him pulls and inserts the iron rod into the iron rod, and cooperates seamlessly. As for the sound of "bangbang", it is made from his mouth to conceal the "crack" sound of the iron rod inserted into the sand.

Step by step, you will walk down vertically, and then stop until the middle of the cliff. The tongue will burst into spring thunder:

"Where is the family in Qinling Mountains? The snow hugged Lan Pass and the horses were not moving forward... Hahaha, I am Han Xiangzi!"

There are so many gods and it is very important to report your own home, otherwise everyone will not be impressed.

The two lines of poetry are widely circulated, and come from "The Biography of Han Xian".

It is said that Han Xiangzi had been studying Taoism since elementary school and wanted to save his uncle Han Yu. One day, he went to a banquet and two flowers emerged from a pot of soil, with the words written on the petals: Where is the home of the Qinling Mountains? The snow is surrounded by Lan Pass and the horse is not moving forward.

Han Yu didn't understand the old hat, and was later demoted. When he passed the Qinling Mountains and passed Lan Pass, he happened to be snowing heavily and the horse could not walk, so he realized it.

Wang Hu led the leader to bow again, and kowtowed three times in a row, shouting:

"Keep the Immortal Puji!"

In fact, Han Xiangzi has a long title called "Kaiyuan Exercise and Education to the Great Education and Transformation of the Immortals".

Xin Tianyou felt that Guli was difficult to speak. Wang Hu was a rough man and couldn't remember a long string. So he only took a confused little tail, and it was enough to get the meaning.

Although this is not the most important part, it cannot be ignored.

Having a title means that Han Xiangzi is a formal immortal official and can express his opinion on behalf of the Heavenly Court. The same as a scattered immortal can only represent a very different individual.
Chapter completed!