Everyone was puzzled and asked: "What is a camera?"
Zhang Gu frowned, obviously Datou only taught him how to use it, but not the principles of the camera.
Faced with people's inquiries, Zhang Gu could only say impatiently: "I don't even understand the camera. The image reflects the shape, and the machine changes the meaning. It is the shape that changes, and the reflection becomes the shadow, so it is called a camera."
Fortunately, Zhang Gu was able to pull it off and come up with a theory, and everyone who heard it was amazed.
Thanks to Zhang Gu, he saved the trouble and didn't say the word "fool" in front of the camera, otherwise he would have been blown away and never come back.
He followed Zhang Gu and took photos of everyone one by one.
When everyone took a look, they saw that the painting was so lifelike that they couldn't help but rush to take two photos to take home and collect.
It's a pity that Zhang Gu's negatives are so valuable. If you use one copy for less, naturally not everyone can have this kind of treatment.
So after Luo Wanwei and others came out, they were all refreshed and rosy-cheeked. Apparently after hearing the magic of the camera, they immediately retreated into the tent and dressed up carefully before they came out.
After all, these precious pictures must be passed down.
If you don’t take beautiful photos of yourself, how can you show them to future generations?
Taoist Canwu looked back at the appearance of Luo Wanwei and others, and then looked at the photo of himself walking out hunched over, and he suddenly curled his lips in his heart: "That's sloppy!"
However, he quickly focused his attention on Ding Xiaoyi and sneered: "I let you escape last time, but you won't be so lucky this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he had not yet recited the draft he had made in his mind.
Some people are already eager to grab the limelight.
"Little thief, the whole world is in turmoil because you two stole He's Bi, and now I'm taking your head to bring peace to the world!"
The Bajia Yuwen Ji who spoke saw him standing upright with his sword drawn, with a heroic look on his face. He wished he could cut Ding Xiaoyi in half with his big sword right now.
After all, there are not many opportunities to gain popularity. After this time, who knows when the next time will be.
Not to mention, I still have a camera to paint this time.
"Crack, click, click..."
As soon as Yu Wenji finished speaking, he was slapped hard by Zhang Gu, which made Yu Wenji feel extremely happy.
When the others saw this, they couldn't miss the opportunity, so they stepped forward one by one and started shouting.
The righteous words that come out of your mouth.
I can't wait to rush forward immediately and get rid of the evil Ding Xiaoyi who is a scourge for the Central Plains of the world.
Everyone spoke up in unison, causing Taoist Canwu, who was supposed to be the protagonist and made a brilliant appearance, to turn into a discus.
I cursed these guys in my heart for being shameless and a bunch of people who deceive the world and steal their reputation.
At the same time, he didn't want to waste his precious time any longer, so he immediately rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi with a quick stride.
I saw lotuses growing under his feet, and the scriptures in his hands were unfolded. On the golden scroll, there was a 5,000-word rubbing that was lazily spread out, and a wisp of the divinity of the Great Dao spread out from it.
Immediately, the surrounding heaven and earth divided into yin and yang. Before Master Canwu took action, he seemed to have become one with the heaven and earth in front of him, transforming into a god, bathing in the glow.
"No wonder this guy is so confident, so that's what happened!" Looking at the golden scroll in front of him, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly realized.
The reason why this golden scroll is a Taoist artifact is precisely because the text on it is the Tao Te Ching written by Lao Tzu when he left Hangu Pass in the west.
Of course, this is not the original version, but a rubbing.
But even so, it still has a sacred status in Taoism. It carries a ray of divinity from the Tao Te Ching, and over time it eventually evolved into an artifact.
Having this thing in hand is the greatest strength of Taoist Canwu.
It was also because of his understanding of divinity that Ding Xiaoyi could see the strangeness in it.
Perhaps it was to make up for the wretched and old image in the photo just now, or maybe he wanted to kill Ding Xiaoyi and write off the loss of He's Bi in Chu State.
Therefore, as soon as he took action, he unfolded the golden scroll in front of him, his fingers lightly waved on the golden scroll, and he chanted the words in it.
"Tao can be said, but it is not a permanent way. Name, it can be named, but it is not a permanent name.
"Nothing" is called the beginning of heaven and earth; "You" is called the mother of all things.
Therefore, there is always "no" desire to observe its wonders.
I always have the desire to watch him.
These two have the same origin but different names, and are both called xuan. Mystery is both mysterious and mysterious, and it is the door to all mysteries."
As Taoist Canwu recited, the words on the golden scroll turned into little golden lights and flew out of the golden scroll, emitting bright golden light and lighting up the sky in front of him.
Everyone was shocked and at the same time pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
This is a scripture written by Laozi, the ancestor of Taoism, and everyone just listened in confusion and made no sense.
On the contrary, Luo Wanwei, Chu Ke, Zhang Fan and other celebrities all seemed to understand what was going on.
But it is also half-understood, and everyone understands it differently. It is difficult to truly understand what I mean.
At this moment, Taoist Canwu waved his sleeves, and thousands of golden lights fell, densely covering the starry sky in front of him.
Ding Xiaoyi was not polite when he saw this. No matter what you muttered about, he would just break it with brute force.
He activated the Five Elements Bell, and with the other hand he pulled out [Yellow Spring] from the meat ball's mouth.
"Boom..."
The five-element clock emits five-color rainbow light in the golden light. The light is bright and the bell sounds long and sweeping, trying to break through the suppression of the golden light.
But at this moment, Taoist Canwu was confident and continued to recite: "Man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."
In just one sentence, it encompasses all the principles of heaven and earth.
At this moment, even the great scholar Zhang Fan nodded secretly and kept it in his heart.
He even plans to record the profound meaning of this passage into a book he compiles to try to accommodate the strengths of Taoism and lay the foundation for Confucianism to strive for world hegemony in the future.
The Tao Te Ching left by Lao Tzu is a eloquent five thousand words. It seems to be written casually, but every word has a hidden meaning and can even arouse the power of heaven and earth.
It is said that when Laozi wrote this book, the purple energy came eight hundred miles from the east and alarmed the ghosts and gods in the heaven and earth.
A Confucian celebrity like Canwu Taoist, whose status is second only to the Confucian giants, is still holding the saint's scriptures in his hands like a schoolboy reciting them, reading each word aloud, with a mellow tone, like a ball on a jade plate.
The loud voice spreads throughout the mountains and rivers of the earth, and resonates with all living things.
Even those warriors from various countries who did not understand could not help but prick up their ears.
The look on his face was as if he had realized something.
Everyone looked enlightened, but Ding Xiaoyi, an illiterate, didn't understand what this sentence meant at all.
But he doesn't need to understand.
As Taoist Canwu recited the scriptures, Ding Xiaoyi's situation suddenly became unfavorable.
"Rumble..."
He saw thunder and thunder from the sky and the ground shattered. He seemed to be in a place with endless disasters.
If you make one wrong step, you will be doomed.
"Ding Xiaoyi may not be able to hold on!" Seeing that the scale of victory was already tilting towards Taoist Canwu, I couldn't help but feel as if I had seen Ding Xiaoyi's ending.
"There is nothing I can do about it, Taoist Chanwu, but he has a high seniority and is the fellow disciple of today's tycoon."
At this time, Zhang Gu's hand was seen swaying with pen and ink, and he was obviously writing the original manuscript in the notebook at an extremely fast speed.
From time to time, I would raise my camera and take photos between the two.
However, just as everyone was watching the fierce battle intently.
A black shadow, while everyone's attention was completely focused on Ding Xiaoyi, slipped into the depths of Jizhi Mountain and headed straight for the Qinglong on the top of the mountain.