I'm not a drama god

The moment Ning Ruyu finished speaking, the huge waves were like the palm of the sea god reaching out from the abyss, slamming towards the two figures on the reef!

If this wave were placed on the coast, it would definitely be a terrifying natural disaster. It could instantly smash all the surrounding roads and buildings into pieces. Even Chen Ling would be blown away by the wave without using any skills. , was first swept into the seabed.

But at this moment, in front of the huge waves, the man in white clothes was as motionless as a mountain.

Between the wide white sleeves, Ning Ruyu's slender hands flicked leisurely, as if opening an invisible gauze curtain, and an indescribable breath burst out from the nothingness in front of him!

The next moment, the huge wave actually opened a hole in the center, as if a pair of invisible hands penetrated into it and tore it open from the center!

Not only this wave, but even the sea surface in front of the reef was opened with a huge gap. The huge waves roared and swept from both sides of the reef, but they only avoided the two Chen Ling in the center and slapped on the sea surface. There was a thunderous explosion!

boom--

The fine seawater fell like raindrops, but it failed to touch the white clothes. Even when the huge waves receded, he didn't even get a corner of his clothes wet...

Before Chen Ling could recover, he suddenly seemed to notice something. He looked up at the sky.

At some point, the cloudy sky seemed to be cut open by a sword. The golden sunlight fell on the sea from the gap, and the sparkling waves extended to Ning Ruyu, shrouding her in it.

This mortal palm pushed aside the huge waves, the sea surface, and the sky;

"Is this... [moving the sky with one's sleeves]?" Chen Ling looked at this scene blankly and murmured to herself.

Ning Ruyu retracted her palm in the rain, looked back at Chen Ling, smiled slightly and said,

"Junior brother, do you see clearly?"

"...No." Chen Ling frowned slightly, "I don't understand...if you don't use mental power, what kind of power can separate the waves? It can't be the palm wind, right?"

"Of course not. [Sleeve Hands Move the Sky] is different from other secret techniques. Its power comes from the 'belief in drama'."

"Faith in drama?"

"Whether it is ancient or modern, actors' performances on stage require the support of a 'sense of belief'. The stronger the sense of belief, the deeper the role, and the more realistic the performance... When the reality reaches a certain level, it can be shaken The 'third wall' between the audience and the audience affects their emotions and even their future living habits.

The ancient collection of Xi Dao can make illusory stories real, relying on the existence of "Xi Dao belief". When we think that the scenes or props in the story are real, then it is real.

Of course, the concrete images in the ancient collection of Xi Dao are so real because this ancient collection is the "Shen Dao of Xi" itself. And everyone who steps on the Xishen Dao will have a part of the Xishen Dao, so when we inject 'faith' into the Xishen Dao itself, it can also affect the surrounding environment to a certain extent. This is the principle of [Sleeve Hands Move the Sky] . "

Ning Ruyu's explanation was easy to understand. Chen Ling immediately understood the essence and then asked:

"Doesn't that mean that every owner of the Shen Dao of Play can have his or her wishes come true?"

"Of course not, it's not that easy to influence the surrounding environment through 'faith'... Only during the performance, the sense of faith resonates with one's own spirit reaches its peak, and only at that moment can it have an impact on the surroundings.

This process is actually very difficult and difficult to control consciously. After all, things like emotions and resonance are mostly encountered by chance... For example, as mentioned just now, the power released across three levels is all It takes the right time, place, right people and talent to create, and it cannot be reproduced. Every time it is enough to be recorded in the history of opera. "

Chen Ling was thoughtful.

"So, how do I practice?"

"Give up the use of mental power, don't use any skills, repeat the actions I just did here, and try to mobilize your faith to push away the waves... When you can separate any wave by a corner, it will be considered a success."

Ning Ruyu pointed at the endless roaring waves in the distance, "These waves are stronger than each other, and once the trial starts, it cannot be paused in the middle. The further you get to the back, the less your physical strength will be. .If you haven’t mastered [Sleeve Hands to Move the Sky] within the ninety-nine waves, it will be difficult to survive the last huge wave... Generally speaking, this process takes about three days, and even if you finally master the secret method, you still have to rest for three days. five days.

However, your senior brother has made some modifications for you. Now there is an undercurrent under this reef. Every time you fall into the water, the undercurrent will send you back, saving you from expending energy to struggle back on your own, and also greatly shortening the trial time. If you master it quickly enough and don't consume much, you may even have time to return to the world of mortals today. "

When Chen Ling heard this, she sincerely hugged Ning Ruyu and said, "Thank you, senior brother!"

Ning Ruyu waved her hand,

"There is only so much that senior brother can do for you... Whether you can make it back to the world of mortals today depends on you."

As the words fell, Ning Ruyu's figure gradually faded away on the rocks. Finally, Chen Ling was the only one left on the rough sea.

His eyes fell on the rough waves, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

The bright red opera robe was flying in the strong wind. Chen Ling's sleeves slowly lifted up. While imitating Ning Ruyu's posture just now, she spoke softly:

"Integrate the sense of faith into the Tao of Xishen..."

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at the same time.

The theater is at the entrance of Guzang.

Ning Ruyu clasped her hands behind her back and looked at the figure in red among the rough waves not far away, as if she was watching a real movie performance.

"It seems that you have stopped him." Wen Renyou's voice came from behind. Ning Ruyu turned around and saw that Luan Mei was walking towards here with him.

"Junior brother is going to take risks. As a senior brother, I have to stop him." Ning Ruyu said helplessly.

"Does he have to go?"

"Looking at his attitude, he must go."

"So, you still let him enter the wild wave image... Aren't you afraid that something might happen to him inside? No one has ever mastered [Sleeve Hands to Move the Sky] by this method before." Luan Mei looked at Ning Ruyu.

"In the past, my junior brother was different from others." Ning Ruyu shook her head, "Besides, if I want him to quickly master [Sleeve Hands to Divert the Sky], this may be the only way..."

"Aren't you afraid that he won't be able to withstand the Ninety-nine Waves and will be in danger inside?"

"If it really comes to that, I will rescue him no matter what." Ning Ruyu paused for a moment.

"However, if he can't even pass this trial... there is really no need to go to the world of mortals to die. When the time comes, no matter what he says, I will not let him go."