If there is no level standard, then this will definitely be a terrible thing in the early stage of spiritual energy recovery.
After all, humans are not evil beasts. They can just increase their strength without considering their realm. Human beings are not good at it. If they practice blindly without a standard, something will happen.
Cultivation itself is to go against the will of heaven, and there must be no mistakes. Every monk must have a clear understanding of his own body and cultivation.
For example, exercises, elixirs, weapons, bottlenecks in cultivation, things to pay attention to when breaking through barriers, etc. These must match the realm, otherwise people will die.
Many such things happened in the early days of spiritual energy recovery, and countless people did not dare to practice until the end. They did not understand their own body, cultivation level, or the direction of practice, and they were afraid that something terrible would happen if they continued to practice, and they would go wrong.
There are even more people who are possessed by demons.
At that time, those sects were all blinded at one time and suffered huge losses. After all, their early cultivation realm was not perfect.
"No, longevity boxing must establish its own realm standard!" Thinking of this, Zhang Jiangang secretly made up his mind.
Yes, not only do I want to secretly be the first to introduce cultivation techniques on this earth, but I also want to be the setter of standards!
In the previous life, the recognized levels of cultivation were to introduce Qi into the body, to guard the body and refine Qi, to sense and nourish the mind, etc. However, now that the spiritual energy has not recovered, I definitely cannot use this level classification, otherwise the Wudang and other sects on this earth will
You will definitely think of something, after all, some of the realms overlap with the classification of some sects.
"Oh, why am I so stubborn? Anyway, the spiritual energy has not recovered yet. Can't it be enough for me to introduce a temporary standard corresponding to the realm of cultivation? After the spiritual energy recovers, I will launch a real cultivation level standard!" Thinking of this, Zhang Jiangang sighed lightly.
He patted his head lightly.
And just when Zhang Jiangang was thinking about the long term.
"Director Jin is right, but our other genres are not as lucky as your Peking Opera. You have Mr. Zhang to write plays for you. Our Huangmei Opera, Henan Opera, Lu Opera... and other genres are not in good shape. They are not as good as Peking Opera."
It’s not as lively as your Peking Opera, now, alas~” The speaker was Ma Xiaonian, the vice-chairman of this exchange meeting and a famous Henan opera performer.
"Yeah, well, to be honest, we really can't keep up with the pace of young people now. I'm really afraid that our traditional opera will be completely lost in a few years." A middle-aged Lu Opera actor sighed and looked both ways.
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Sure enough, the others looked at him and nodded, with somewhat pessimistic expressions on their faces.
"By the way, Mr. Zhang, please express your opinion." On the other side, after finishing speaking, the vice president Ma Xiaonian looked at Zhang Jiangang.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang, please also talk about how our traditional opera can reverse its decline?"
"Restoring the decline? It would be good if the message is not lost. Mr. Zhang, why don't you talk to everyone~" Several more people said.
Everyone looked at Zhang Jiangang.
Zhang Jiangang stood up slowly, then looked around and spoke.
"Everyone is too pessimistic. I don't agree with Vice President Ma Xiaonian's view. I think traditional opera will definitely shine in the future and regain its glory a hundred years ago!"
Looking at this group of pessimistic opera workers, Zhang Jiangang made a splash!
Zhang Jiangang is not singing a high-key tone, nor is he trying to comfort everyone, but he is telling the truth!
If the spiritual energy is revived in two or two years, traditional opera will surely rise!
It's just that people here can't think of it and can't think of it.
Just bear with it, bear with it for another two years at most. In two years, traditional opera will become popular all over the world, and you will be secretly having fun by then!
Sure enough, when Comrade Lao Zhang said these words, the opera practitioners at the scene were stunned and they didn't know what to say.
Did I hear you correctly? Mr. Zhang, please stop teasing us.
"Two years, at most two years, you will know after two years." When the scene was full of confusion, Zhang Jiangang raised two fingers, "Art will never be out of date, only if you know how to appreciate it.
Isn’t Peking Opera also developing very well during this period?”
Okay, Zhang Jiangang admitted that he was making a high-profile statement, but he also did it out of encouragement.
It would be fine if he didn't come, but now that he has come and others have pushed him to this position, he still has to say what he should say.
What's more, the following sentence is a high-pitched one, but I said it from the bottom of my heart.
"Mr. Zhang, it's easier said than done." Sure enough, someone stood up and spoke, and the person who spoke was a Huangmei Opera practitioner named Fu Yongqiang.
Zhang Jiangang wrote several scripts for Peking Opera and helped Peking Opera. Peking Opera practitioners were naturally grateful. But Fu Yongqiang sang in Huangmei Opera. He didn't need to listen to such high-profile words, and there was no need to cater to him.
"Yes, today's young people are either busy or playing with their mobile phones. What they like to listen to is pop music. I feel that our traditional opera is really outdated. Peking opera is better, and even your Huangmei opera is OK. Our Henan opera is really
I'm lonely, but we old people in Henan Province still like to listen to it." The speaker was a middle-aged man named Duan Lei who sang Henan opera.
After hearing what the two said, the others also smiled bitterly.
"Mr. Zhang, why don't you write a notebook for Huangmei Opera and Henan Opera, haha." Someone even joked, but there was no malice.
"Haha, we welcome you, but it's like a mountain apart. Mr. Zhang is great at Peking Opera, but I may not be able to watch Huangmei Opera and Henan Opera. How about Mr. Zhang give it a try?" Duan Lei said just now, with a hint of ridicule.
Because it was a symposium, everyone was relatively direct when speaking.
The final analysis is that the opera industry is in a slump.
"Humph, sing a high-profile song! Let's see how you get off the stage!" Huo Qiming said through gritted teeth in the last few rows of the exchange meeting.
But in an instant, the guy's expression turned into a smile, "Yes, Mr. Zhang, you can write one and try it. I know that you are also quite accomplished in Huangmei Opera and Henan Opera. You can't hide it and favor one over the other. People
Teacher Duan and the others are still waiting for you." Huo Qiming shouted from the back row with a smile.
The others also smiled when they heard this.
But just when Huo Qiming finished speaking, someone spoke up, Pang Juanjuan, the famous actor and leader of Huangmei Opera!
"Great! This play is so good!" To be exact, Pang Juanjuan was completely focused on the script in her hand and didn't even hear what they were saying.
Even this sentence "It's great, this show is great" was said completely involuntarily, without even noticing the people next to me.
Then, without paying any attention to the others, Pang Juanjuan stood up and looked at Zhang Jiangang.
"Mr. Zhang, can you let me sing in this play? Can you let me sing?" When she said this, Pang Juanjuan's eyes were filled with excitement.
What's going on? Teacher Pang, aren't you a Huangmei opera singer? Why do you want to sing Peking opera? Are you feeling itchy?
Others thought that what Pang Juanjuan was holding was a new Peking Opera script.
"Teacher Pang, do you want to change your career to singing Peking Opera?" a Peking Opera practitioner across the street joked.
Sure enough, the others also laughed when these words came out.
"No, no, no, it's not Peking Opera. I mean I want to sing the script of this new Huangmei Opera written by Mr. Zhang!" Pang Juanjuan said excitedly when she looked at it again.
What! Mr. Zhang also brought the script of Huangmei Opera today! Mr. Zhang really knows how to write, and he really dares to write Huangmei Opera! Every other line is like a mountain!
Everyone looked at Pang Juanjuan, and then at Zhang Jiangang.
Looking at Zhang Jiangang again, he smiled and said, "I've brought all my belts. Is there anything I can't sing? After singing Xiao Pang, if it sounds good, I'll sell it to you!"
This tone and the singing sound will sell it to you.
Although her tone was loud, Pang Juanjuan not only did not feel disgusted, but was actually very excited.
Not only was she excited, because it was an exchange meeting, there was a small stage at the front, so Pang Juanjuan simply walked onto the stage.
Clearing his throat, "Mr. Zhang, what about me, then I will pick a piece to sing?"
"Yes." Zhang Jiangang nodded.
As expected of a famous Huangmei Opera performing artist, Pang Juanjuan entered the play directly in the next moment, holding the script in one hand and reading the lines, but her whole state was different.
The state was found instantly, and Pang Juanjuan's shyness, charm, and apprehension of being the number one scholar in high school turned into heroic spirit and she spoke up.
As soon as he opened his voice, the melody and the lyrics immediately stunned all the opera practitioners present.
"To save Li Lang, he left his homeland.
Who would have thought that he would be number one on the imperial list?
The number one scholar wears a red robe
It’s great to wear a palace flower in a hat
So fresh
…
I won't take the exam to show off my reputation
I didn’t take the No. 1 exam to become a high-ranking official.
I didn’t take the No. 1 exam to become a high-ranking official.
For the passionate Mr. Li
Husband and wife are in love, the flowers are beautiful and the moon is round.”
Huangmei Opera, right? A classic Huangmei Opera song "The Consort", again the same sentence, I ask you whether you accept it or not!