Journey to the West: Leopard Head Mountain Entertainment Company

Seeing that Boss Lu was gearing up and looking as if he was going to send someone back to the furnace for rebuilding, the corner of Zhuge Liang's avatar twitched, and he didn't want to show off anymore.

"Of course it can't be that simple. We had a deep reflection on how to make the Tianshu World 0.7 world satisfying to all players, but the final discussion result was impossible. There are people who like horrible things like salty bean curd and so on, which shows how tricky people's tastes are!"

Zhuge Liang's avatar waved its fan, and sent a long piece of data to Lu Xian for viewing in the form of spiritual thoughts.

"So we took a different approach and developed a new game while the deity was sleeping for half a month! There are no levels in the game, but there are ranks. The gameplay is that one person starts the game, and all equipment is collected. 100 people, after a fierce battle, the one who survives to the end is the winner, after our discussion, we finally named this game "Road to the Front"!"

Zhuge Liang's avatar opened his hands and shouted with pride, and the avatars behind him clapped in agreement.

Lu Xian was stunned for a long time before he uttered a word.

"Isn't this just eating chicken?".

Chapter 208 Seeing Yang Jian Again

"That's right, it's eating chicken! And following the deity's instructions to increase strength, we have also added some details in the game. For example, when the poison circle arrives, as the blood volume decreases, the player will hear more and more loud noises." Death-killing Sanskrit!"

Naturally, Lu Xian knew what the life-suffering Sanskrit sound was in the mouth of Zhuge Liang's avatar.

This is a song, the most frequently appearing lyrics in the whole song is 'Namo Amitabha,' this is a Buddhist saying used by all monks, but in the song, it is full of eerie and strange.

When I was a child watching "A Chinese Ghost Story: The Way of the World", the appearance of the big boss Pudu Cihang matched the song. It was obviously a holy Zen language, but under the performance of a group of indifferent walking meat, it rendered an incomparably evil and treacherous.

Entertainment bombing is horrific.

Lu Xian doubted that if the game "The Great Dao" spread, monks would no longer be able to look directly at the Buddha's words 'Namo Amitabha'.

"It's a great idea!"

Boss Lu applauded without hesitation. The satisfied boss, overjoyed, rewarded Zhuge Liang's avatar with a three-day vacation, and then turned his attention to the other avatar groups.

Well, it can only be said that it is worthy of being his avatar, and they all have intelligence not inferior to his!

In just half a month, dozens of scripts were written. Even at the rate of one movie a month, it would take several years to shoot, enough for Buddhism to bear.

After checking.

Lu Xian lay paralyzed on the soft chair, drinking coke and eating fried chicken.

The mind shrouded the entire Wanling City, and found that there was not much change in the past half a month. Only the monks knew about the Buddhist invasion, and the mortals who fell into a deep sleep did not know that 09 happened in the moment of their nap. Such a big change.

There are giants in All Souls City!

After drinking the Coke in one gulp, Lu Xian suddenly thought of it on a whim.

A mid-term quasi-sage heavyweight monk like Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, in the prehistoric novels of the previous life, is definitely an opponent who had to spend half a chapter of the pre-war dialogue. Considering that he is a veteran quasi-sage, he must have many cards. The difficulty is extremely tricky, hey, I'm afraid there will be several chapters on the water!

But it was such a forceful and tall existence, but because of supporting the lower bound of the scene for the same family, and then... died inexplicably! ?

Not to mention dying in Wanling City, a place with little reputation, even the murderer of the Buddha is unknown, and even the body and true spirit are not left behind, so he passed away so quickly.

As for why you think there are giants in Wanling City?

It's very simple, Lu Xian guessed.

Besides the quasi-sage, there are also saints who can defeat the quasi-sage, but it is impossible for a saint to descend to the lower realms, so the giant who killed Dingguang Huanxi Buddha must also be a quasi-sage monk.

Considering that a giant who did not want to be named, because he saw Dingguang Huanxi Buddha was not pleasing to the eye when he passed Wanling City, the possibility of shooting him to death was too small, so it is very likely that the giant is hiding in Wanling City. In Spirit City!

"Tsk tsk, it's not a martial arts novel. Experts like to go back to the mountains and hide in the busy city or something. The quasi-sage is waiting for a good cave, but he wants to experience the life of ordinary people and ordinary people? Thinking about this kind of thing is outrageous~"

Lu Xian shook his head, rejecting his ridiculous conjecture.

Asking Ah Fu to prepare some gifts, Lu Xian planned to go out and go to Yang Shu to thank him personally.

Faced with the attack of hundreds of Arhat monks, Wanling City was able to survive, thanks to Yang Shu's stepping forward, without her help, how many little monsters in this city would have been killed or injured.

"I think you should meet Yang Jian before meeting Yang Shu."

"Yang Jian?"

Hearing Ah Fu's words, Lu Xian couldn't help being taken aback.

"Is this guy also in Wanling City?"

"Yes."

This matter started half a month ago, when Yang Jian once left Lu Xian with the imprint of the three spiritual senses in order to repay Lu Xian's great kindness, and said that 'as long as it is within his power', he will help him complete it.

Lu Xian believed it.

So a mark of divine sense was used.

Immediately afterwards, the Buddhist sect attacked, and because the battle was so intense, Lu Xian ignored Yang Jian for a while.

That is, on the third day when Boss Lu fell into a deep sleep, Yang Jian came to Wanling City. He didn't bring his Meishan brothers, and he didn't bring the three thousand grass head gods. He just came quietly.

Hearing what Ah Fu said, Lu Xian frowned, suddenly rejoicing.

Fortunately, the purpose of calling Yang Jian was not to let him come to fight, otherwise, if he really waited for him to come over naively, the grass on the grave would be three feet high.

It took a big Luo Jinxian three days to fly from Dongsheng Shenzhou to Xiniu Hezhou! ?

Lu Xian racked his brains and couldn't figure out how Yang Jian managed to be so fast.

"Where is he now? Back mountain?"

Ah Fu shook his head when he heard this.

"Yang Jian's arrival didn't alarm others. After finding out that the deity fell into a deep sleep, he ran to the ramen restaurant in the city and stayed there until now."

"Ramen restaurant?"

……

On the street, there was a long queue in front of the ramen restaurant.

The shop was buzzing with people and guests. The hall occupies a huge area and there are many tables and chairs, but there are no empty seats. The business is booming, much more prosperous than the restaurants on the adjacent street.

Just like the name of the store, this ramen restaurant only sells ramen, but the unforgettable delicacy touches the hearts of every gluttonous customer, making people never forget.

The noodles are dough rolled out of ordinary wheat, and the soup is bone broth made from pure mountain spring water. Seasonings and spices can be bought in the city, and the whole bowl of noodles is nothing more than a common, mundane cuisine.

But such ordinary noodles, in the hands of the shop owner, can bloom with a peerless taste that surpasses the delicacies of mountains and seas.

Children love to eat, old people love to eat, and Boss Lu also loves to eat.

If a mortal chef receives so many guests every day, his body will be too tired to fall apart, but fortunately, the shop owner is a monk in the golden fairy realm, and diners eat fast, so he cooks faster.

"I'm sorry, everyone, the boss is not feeling well today, so the store closed early."

A clerk came out of the store and apologized to the customers in line with his hands folded.

"What's the matter? I've been queuing since morning, but it's no longer sold."

"That's it."

"I'm sorry everyone, life is like this, who hasn't got a little sick or injured, please come back tomorrow~"

……

The folk customs of Wanling City are simple and simple. Facing the sudden closure of business, the common people complained a few words in a whisper, and soon went back to their respective homes.

The noodle shop has four floors, the first two floors are where the customers eat, the third floor is where the shop assistants rest, and the fourth floor is where the boss lives. The whole building is locked and no outsiders are allowed to enter on weekdays.

In the living room on the fourth floor.

Declining the good wooden hard seat offered by the fat boss, Lu Xian took out the soft chair from the storage bag, and sat down leisurely with his legs crossed.

Sitting opposite Lu Xian was a young man.

The young man was dressed in a white robe, handsome and elegant, but exuded a cold and indifferent temperament. This person was Yang Jian.

And behind Yang Jian, the fat boss took off his hat, smiled embarrassingly, saluted Lu Xianxing, turned the top of his thin-haired head to him, and said apologetically:

"There is something wrong with concealing the fact that the Lord Lu is there. The name of Xiaoxian is Zhijian, and he is the general of Xiansheng Zhenjun."

After all, Zhijian wiped his fat hand on his face, and his appearance changed immediately, and his originally naive and bloated body also seemed to have shrunk a little, but it was right that he was still fat.

All monks have the ability of photographic memory, and Lu Xian recognized Zhi Jian as one of the six friends of Meishan.

Frowning, Lu Xian couldn't figure out why Zhijian went to Baotou Mountain to sell noodles when he couldn't live in Guanjiangkou.

Seemingly aware of Lu Xian's doubts, Zhijian said again: "When I came to the city, I followed the order of the second master and acted as a guard. Once there is an attack by Xiaoxiao, I can send a message to the second master in time to let him expel these people." Enemy of invasion."

The three eyes are so unreliable, everything will be cold when he really comes over, and this reason...doesn't it feel fake if you make it up?

Lu Xian complained in his heart, but on the surface he suddenly realized, "So that's how it is!"

His eyes fell on Yang Jian. Logically speaking, since Yang Jian is Zhijian's master, and Boss Lu visited in person, he should be in charge of the conversation.

But it happened that Zhi Jian and Lu Xian were talking non-stop, on the contrary, this sage and true monarch kept silent, except for nodding his head when he saw Lu Xian, there was no communication, the whole process was like a conspicuous background board , in front of 947 Boss Lu... are you practicing with your eyes closed?

Do you want to work so hard! ?

Yang Jian's diligence made Lu Xian seriously uncomfortable, so he cleared his throat and coughed.

"When I came to Leopard Head Mountain again, I found that under the leadership of Lu Xian, the scene in the mountain has changed completely. This is not what surprised Yang Jian the most. What really shocked Yang Jian was Lu Xian's strength.

The last time I met him, he was just a golden fairy, but when I saw him again, I found that the former lion demon had the strength to rival the Buddhist master.

Looking at Lu Xian, who is chatting, laughing, elegant, easy-going, and unparalleled in talent, Yang Jian clenched his fists tightly, secretly thinking that he is still not working hard enough, he must practice harder.

The world only knows the majesty of Xiansheng Zhenjun, but they don't know the pain in his heart.

As the saying goes, all tragedies are due to the lack of ability of the people involved. In order to avoid further tragedies and to control his own destiny, Yang Jian is determined to become stronger and stronger than everyone else.

One day he will stand at the peak of the Three Realms, let the Three Realms feel the pain with a loud roar, spicy Tian Sai..."

Lu Xian imitated the common narration voice in movies, trying to profile Yang Jian's psychological thoughts in this way.

Zhijian on the side was stunned for a while, although he didn't know what Lu Xian was talking about, but he was very impressed.

As Lu Xian talked more and more, when it came to "Xingtou".

Well, it may be that he was poked into his mind, Yang Jian finally couldn't help opening his eyes, staring at Lu Xian with a paralyzed face, and shouted in a cold voice: "Inexplicable, nonsense!"

Lu Xian was shocked when he heard the words, "Isn't this your voice?"

Yang Jian snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Alas, they were all born to a mother, why can't they take a joke on the three eyes?

Seeing that Yang Jian fell into the silent and autistic mode again, Boss Lu withdrew his teasing intentions, and Erlang turned his legs on one side and told him the business.

"I usually don't use such a precious thing as Da Luo's divine sense lightly. This time I came to you for an important matter, and that is to shoot commercials!".

Chapter 209

"With the gradual popularization of the Internet, the three realms in the future will usher in an era of traffic, and you, as a sage and true emperor, are well-known in Dongsheng Shenzhou, even in the other three states. Therefore, if you If you come to be the spokesperson, you will definitely earn enough attention to make..."

Lu Xian narrated the lengthy ins and outs to Yang Jian in a concise and concise manner.

But following Lu Xian's explanation, Yang Jian's face became more and more ugly.

"I know that if you make a movie with your character, it will probably be a bad movie, but commercials are different. You just hold a trident, ah no, it is a three-pointed and two-edged halberd spinning around in front of the camera, To put it bluntly, this is the line of the game I will endorse for Leopard Head Mountain in the second half of this year, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to talk, just show your face.”

Lu Xian thoughtfully considered Yang Jian's character, and suggested sincerely.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a faint flash of anger on his stern handsome face, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself, and asked in a deep voice: "So you used a big Luo Divine Sense to call me over... just to shoot the commercial ?”

"Or else?"

Lu Xian shrugged and answered the question with a question.

Da Luo's spiritual sense, as the name suggests, is a spiritual imprint that can only be made by a golden immortal of Da Luo. For ordinary monks who have just been promoted to Da Luo, it is not uncommon to be able to condense a mark with the will.

However, because Yang Jian practiced eighty-nine mysterious skills, he had a strong background, so he congealed three ways to give to Lu Xian in one go. These three imprints of spiritual thoughts are Yang Jian's gratitude to Lu Xian. Yang Jian will help Lu Xian accomplish anything he doesn't want to do.

But he never thought that Lu Xian would actually use a Da Luo Divine Sense directly to make an advertisement?

"How are you thinking?" Lu Xian asked.

Yang Jian looked indifferent, and shook his head, "I can't do it, this call to me can be ignored, if you have other wishes, I can help you, but let's forget about it!"

Lu Xian frowned, and asked a little puzzled, "Why?"

"Showing off your face and showing off your appearance is the responsibility of an actor, not a soldier."

Yes, this answer is very Yang Jian, which perfectly explains what it means to have no EQ.

"You said before that this request doesn't count, right? Then I'll change the request' "."

"But it doesn't matter."

"My request is to give me another hundred Da Luo spiritual thoughts!"

"..."