"Okay! Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu's first appearance has passed. Master Jingxin, please prepare. The next plot is Puhong's appearance, fighting the demon genius of the Demon Cult."

Wang Zheng used the photo stone to give Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu the last close-up, and shouted loudly.

"For the next storyboard, the theme of the shot will gradually transition from Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu to the three of them in the same frame, and then to Puhong.

Such a change can allow the audience to participate in the plot involuntarily following the camera movement. Of course, as the protagonists, necessary shots are also indispensable.

In this way, the number one and two cameras follow me, paying attention to the environment and the two protagonists."

Wang Zheng made a gesture and arranged the next shooting while the iron was hot.

"Master Jingxin, is there any problem with the lines and the precautions I marked?"

"I am merciful, no problem."

"How do you think about the character's personality?"

"Haha, this Puhong can be regarded as a poor person who is sinking on the edge of the sea of ​​bitterness. I have met some such people, so it should not be difficult to show it."

"Okay, the plot of the three people meeting began. Master Puhong entered the venue, and the third plane followed, the plane from bottom to top, and then turned to the close-up of the whole body."

Wang Zheng nodded and finally announced that the filming began.

The plot of the three people meeting in the grass temple is very simple, basically just having a dialogue.

However, during this period, Zhang Xiaofan had to show dullness, Lin Jingyu had to show arrogance, and Puhong Zhishi Master had to show compassion.

It’s okay for Monk Jingxin to say that he was a person who had lived for thousands of years. Such a live performance could be said to be relaxed and pleasant.

It was a bit difficult for two children to deal with, but Zhang Xiaofan's timidity was okay. Lin Jingyu's performance was vividly the young Wei Xiaobao in the New Deer and the Cauldron. His acting skills were so exaggerated, and he looked disgusting...

Because of Lin Jingyu's arrogant performance, Wang Zheng re-shooted it more than ten times and even gave him a small lecture three times. This plot was barely over.

Then the crew took a break and the children couldn't help but come together to brag. When it was getting dark, Wang Zheng started to call everyone to start work again.

It was dusk, and the sun was dark, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, as if water was about to drip out.

In the studio, a figure covered in black robe was surrounded by Wang Zheng and Li Ruofeng.

Li Ruofeng handed a pitch-black stone in his hand to the man in black. The man in black was held in his hand and inputted his true energy into it. Suddenly, a dark demonic energy spread out. With the movement of his spiritual consciousness, the demonic energy was controlled by him like his own energy.

"Senior Brother Li, this is..." Facing Li Ruofeng, the man in black robe seemed a little restrained. He was obviously not angry and had a fairy-like temperament, but in front of Li Ruofeng, it seemed like a bright moon and fireflies.

"This is the demon bone, it is the essence of a powerful demon in the Nascent Soul I killed before. I have refined it into this little thing. Other uses are useless. I can definitely scare many people by pretending to be a master of the demon."

Li Ruofeng explained with a smile.

"Well, have you read the script? When you first appeared, you have to communicate with this demon bone at all times and imagine yourself as a demonic powerhouse lurking in the right path.

After using up the methods like the Poison Blood Banner and the Seven-tailed Centipede, you will dissipate the aura of the demon bones and use Qingyun’s Divine Sword to Control Thunder.

Remember the mentality at this time. Once the fundamental skill you use is to expose your identity, you must kill someone to silence you!”

Wang Zheng patiently explained to the man in black robe, that is, Taoist Cangsong, the spiritual journey of Taoist Cangsong during this process, and then asked him to follow the plot according to the evolution of his mental path.

"Director Wang, where is the seven-tailed centipede?" The black man looked at Wang Zheng with a gaze, and was very polite in his words. After all, Wang Zheng seemed to have a peer-to-peer relationship with top-level existences like the fourth and fifth levels.

"Ahem, I have the seven-tailed centipede. But I can't control that thing for the time being, so just pretend to have the seven-tailed centipede. At that time, I will make up for it with illusions when I make it in the post-production.

Master Jingxin, too. Although there are no seven-tailed centipedes, you must all believe that there are seven-tailed centipedes. Do you understand what I mean?"

Wang Zheng panicked and quietly laid the groundwork for the future if there were poisons like the seven-tailed centipede on his hand.

Then, Wang Zheng briefly talked about how the actors should act in this scene and how the camera should be shot.

After all the talks were finished, it was completely dark.

Late at night.

Wang Zheng held the shadow stone in his hand and slashed in the grass temple. In front of Monk Jingxin, he sent a voice with his true energy: "Platform No. 3 and 4, close-up of the sky. Brother Li, thunder!"

When Li Ruofeng heard this, his true energy surged, and a thunder suddenly sounded through the world, the wind swept away the remaining clouds, and the black clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are about to come, and there is a solemn and murderous intent.

The two photographers faithfully recorded the murder between heaven and earth according to Wang Zheng’s previous teachings.

"Master Jingxin, I'm on."

In the grass temple, in front of the monk Jingxin, Wang Zheng adjusted his body position, pointed the shadow stone at the monk Jingxin, and then spoke.

At this moment, the monk Jingxin was meditating on the ground in this grass temple in the sky.

According to the script, Monk Jingxin raised his eyes and looked out. At the same time, the No. 5 aircraft also faithfully recorded that there was only a hazy area left in Qingyun Mountain in the distance, and there was no sound in the fields, and there was only the strong wind and thunder all over the sky.

"Thunder comes!" Wang Zheng sent a message to Li Ruofeng.

A flash of lightning broke through the sky, and the grass temple standing alone in the wind lit up. Wang Zheng held the shadow stone in his hand and switched the picture. He saw that the old monk had stood at the entrance of the temple for a moment, with a serious face, looking up at the sky, his eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

"Seat No. 3, to the west of the village, Cangsong takes his seat, releases his demonic energy, and acts as planned." Wang Zheng directed without raising his head.

So, in the camera No. 3 camera, in the village on the west side, a black air had appeared at some point, thick as black ink, and it kept surging. Wang Zheng was standing at the entrance of the grass temple with a icy rain, recording the actions of Monk Jingxin with a photo stone.

In the shadow stone, the old monk stood in the grass temple, staring at the black air.

Suddenly, in the third plane, the black air rolled up, circling up, heading straight out of the village, heading towards the Cao Temple. It was extremely fast and arrived in a blink of an eye.

At this time, another monk from Zhaixing Pavilion soared into the sky with a shadow stone in his hand, followed the terrifying black aura, and came a close-up from the perspective of Master Puzhi's view.

In the close-up, the dark black air actually carries a child, which is Lin Jingyu whom he had seen during the day.

In Wang Zheng's camera, the old monk's face darkened. Without hesitation, he could not see how he acted. He suddenly rose up from the ground and penetrated into the black air.
Chapter completed!