The originally ordinary stage was shrouded in a mysterious, strange and solemn atmosphere.
Amid the smoke, the "Dragon God" wearing a dragon mask came out of the "Cloud Chariot".
The two supporting characters danced wildly like crazy, and their voices suddenly changed from spiritually sad to exciting and exciting.
"Welcome to God!"
The singing and dancing all changed, from inviting the gods to welcoming the gods.
"The sky has eyes! Open them now! The cloud chariot is coming carrying the Dragon God!"
"Bang the gongs! Beat the drums! Men, women and children of all ages have a big dance!"
In the middle of the song, suddenly the two of them started somersaulting with swords and sacred flags in hand!
"Bang bang bang..." The two men's somersaults were dizzying, accompanied by the rapid sound of the swordsman's hoops like raindrops.
"good!"
This is not what people imagine in their minds, this is the phantom that is seen with their own eyes!
"Well done! Cai!"
"color!"
"Ang~" A faint dragon roar sounded.
"dragon…"
"Go home and collect your clothes!"
This half-sung and half-white, shocking voice is like a dragon roaring across the river, swimming across the sea, carrying magical and strange power, making all the audience feel like they are in a dreamland.
Fortunately - because the lines and props were well prepared, even though it was a new script, Keloning had already sensed the true meaning of the Dragon God.
Firecrackers suddenly exploded, smoke filled the air, and confetti flew.
Luo Li held up Xiao Hei, his face flushed with excitement.
At the same time, Luo Ning's willpower suddenly surged.
Luo Ning's consciousness also blurred at this time. For a moment, he was like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly. The true magical power of moving clouds and raining lingered in the spiritual platform, like a dragon god possessing him.
There was a "buzz" sound, and with the support of the audience's will and the scene on the stage, a dragon roar sounded more clearly, and a blue dragon faintly appeared behind Luo Ning!
The phantom of the blue dragon is flying and hovering in the clouds, giving people a sense of vast and boundless water, as if they are in a sea of clouds.
"There is a saying in the world that Hanba is a dragon god with both yin and yang sides. He uses this to blackmail people with incense and force people to sacrifice. Such words make me angry!"
She vaguely remembered that only three ancient people were mentioned about Lingdao: Wang Mang, Sima Yi, and An Lushan.
The two sang the sacrificial words and danced while lighting the firecrackers on the sacred flags.
I never thought that Dragon God could act so realistically!
"Dragon God!"
"Boom, boom—" Amid the storm, there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and black clouds quickly gathered.
In the blink of an eye, it was a storm!
At the same time, the music became more exciting and high-spirited, the supporting actors performed even more energetic somersaults, and the incense smoke became thicker, making the atmosphere of the entire stage even more shocking!
What? The legendary Drought Demon and Dragon God...
When the villagers saw the two men's skills, they all applauded.
Like laughter in a dream.
"Crackling..."
"color!"
Then he pinched out a reflection finger and pointed it at the ground, "Who knew that the drought below would be a disaster? There would be no rain in March, the rivers would dry up and the wells would dry up. What could the people do?"
A wave of the trident:
"You have been sacrificing me for so many years, and it doesn't make sense for you to receive the incense in vain!"
All the villagers were stunned.
On the stage, the performance has reached its climax!
Luo Ning frantically circulated the true meaning of the Dragon God, and burst out his final voice: "The clouds and rain are flowing, moistening the ten directions! The urgency is like a law!"
It is obviously a sultry late spring day, but I feel the coolness of an approaching heavy rain.
The rest are just a few words and no detailed records.
Even Luo Li and others who were familiar with Luo Ning's laughter felt a little strange when they heard the laughter.
While everyone was still in shock, the rain started pouring down.
In the last somersault, the two of them flipped relative to each other, and with a bang, they rolled together in front of the "Dragon God".
After she drank, her consciousness became dominated by Lu Pianpian.
Luo Ning tried his best to run the Ling Daozhu, stimulating the remaining will power without any money, and interpreting the true meaning of the Dragon God.
To be precise, he is the dragon god in the simple belief of the Chinese people.
This is the presence of God.
Then pinch an angry Yurunzhi, point far away to the sky, stamp your feet and dance:
"Ah, ah, the clouds are not raining, and the common people can only curse the dragon god! If you teach people to sacrifice in vain and ignore the suffering of the people, how are you different from that evil god——!"
It was even more impossible to help the villagers pray for rain.
"What a somersault! Aya!"
This is worshiping the gods.
Su Chuo, who had already drank a pot of wine and became more heroic, now had a look of astonishment in his beautiful eyes.
"Dragon God..."
Luo Ning's original voice could no longer be heard in this recitation, but it carried a hint of dragon's roar and pressure.
"The Dragon God is possessed!"
"This...it's really going to rain!"
The performance of Nuo opera is ferocious, mysterious, weird and ethereal, which is very different from other types of opera. The villagers rarely watch Nuo opera, but now they were immediately attracted to the opera.
"It's raining! It's raining!"
"Thousands of households offer sacrifices to the Dragon God, but the Dragon God is so ruthless!"
The eyes of the villagers were full of incredible surprises.
The originally cloudless sky has become full of wind and clouds!
"If it doesn't light up in the west, it will light up in the east, so why not enjoy the rain in all directions!"
"Rumble..."
As soon as this statement came out, more than a thousand villagers were stunned.
A strong wind blew, and huge raindrops fell from the sky!
"got windy!"
As soon as Luoning's Dragon God appeared, he made a smiling sun finger, moved the Ling Daozhu and said loudly:
"I! Blackpool Dragon King Lei Anguo! I am known as Blackpool Lord! I am sitting in Blackpool Lake, meditating on the Black Dragon Picture, but unexpectedly my cries disturb the southwest——"
At this time, the cheers from the audience grew louder and louder, and many people could not help but stand up and shout at the top of their lungs.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Cai! Cai!"
Successfully played the eighth-grade Dragon God!
At this time, he is the Dragon God!
Luo Ning tried his best to run the Ling Dao Pearl, consuming his will power and spiritual power extravagantly, creating a watery talisman, and shouted again:
"The wind and clouds are coming! Listen to me tune the rain and thunder sound cards!"
A bolt of lightning tore through the clouds, followed by thunder.
At this moment, Luo Ning felt as if he was in the sea of clouds, transforming into a blue dragon. In his increasingly high-pitched voice, the sound of dragon roar could be faintly heard.
Everyone felt hydrated, cool and sweat-free.
In a daze, they seemed to have seen the real Dragon God.
The deep water palace, the vast clouds, and the thousands of aquatic species are all in my mind.
It was indeed Luo Ning's voice, but it was also indescribably ethereal and ethereal.
In terms of profound knowledge, she is not inferior to Su Xian. However, the records of Ling Dao in ancient books are ancient and unclear.
"Brother! Cai!"
The audience suddenly felt the mighty wind and looked up...
"This is not only acting, but also a magical power!" Lu Pianpian forgot to drink for a while, "Is it the magical power of Ling Dao in ancient books and legends?"
"Dragon God!"
This is the important "explosive sacrifice" in the ritual of worshiping gods, the third sacrifice among the nine sacrifices in "Zhou Rites".
Then he presented the pig's head on the altar, knelt down and sang:
"A cloud came down from the sky~
Grandpa Dragon King descends into the mortal world~
Good weather brings many sacrifices~
Be filial at all times of the year..."
The will power that was consumed before was earned back in the blink of an eye.
In fact, Luo Ning was also sweating. Because this was a new script and a Nuo drama, he only had the last bit of willpower left.
In a daze, he seemed to have dived into rivers, lakes and seas, criss-crossing the vast ocean.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were doing eighteen somersaults around the stage.
As the audience became fully involved in the play, Ling Daozhu's throbbing became more obvious, and Luo Ning's willpower suddenly began to grow rapidly.
Master Luo plays the Dragon King, but actually invites the Dragon King?
If he cannot play the role of Dragon God, he and the entire Luo family will be in trouble immediately.
Luo Ning used the music, supporting characters, and stage props to create an atmosphere that brought the magical power of Lingdao to the extreme!
The villagers all stared at the "Dragon God" on the stage with their eyes wide open, and they were mesmerized by the exciting lines echoing in their ears.
Of course they don't know that the laughter of the lead actor Luo Ning carries the power of Lingdao.
Then~
"Dragon God" suddenly shook his cloak, raised his head and laughed.
Holding the sword finger in hand, the words change into a singing tune:
The solitary book records that these three notorious villains in history were all Ling Dao monks.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the "Dragon God" holds a trident, wears a ferocious dragon mask, and a dragon scale cloak. He walks to the divine case with weird steps and drum beats!
"It's really raining! Hahahaha!"
"Five directions! Ten directions..."
The villagers laughed in the heavy rain. Luo Ning looked at the pouring rain and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Li looked like a drowned rat. She looked at Su Chuo who also turned into a drowned rat and said with a smile:
"Sister Su Chuo, what did I say? You shouldn't hang the laundry today."