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Chapter 27 All beings add oil to me(1/2)

What is a drama?

The play is performed for people to watch.

Without audiences, there is no show.

The play is about acting.

Only stories that are inherently false and carry real emotions can have the ability to touch people's hearts, so that the audience can immerse themselves in the story, experience a tortuous and bizarre experience, empathize with the characters, merge into one, and write a magnificent life together.

Every emotion of the audience is the most sincere feedback of the play and the creator's greatest gain.

And in the story, if you can win the praise of the audience, there is nothing more surprising in the world for the creators.

The same is true for shadow plays, of course.

Ordinary shadow puppets use shadow puppets as their role and perform all kinds of bizarreness in exchange for tickets and other ways to maintain their livelihoods.

These yellow and white things are useless to the treacherous shadow puppet.

But the nature of drama as an intermediary, the interaction between creators and audiences will never change.

As for how to interact, Zhuang Ke didn't know.

After refining the secret recipe, he experienced another act in front of the human and fighting against gods. Only then did he realize the truth after realizing it.

The shadow of Prince Ning recited the "Song of Righteousness" on the colorful clouds, and his voice was high and spread throughout Luojing under the clouds.

For a moment, the energy rises around him, filled with people's thoughts, and comes around.

Zhuang Ke didn't care too much at that time.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Ning said, "I am good at raising my noble aura", as if he was under endless command, and those people's auras were poured in and penetrated into Mr. Ning's body.

With the help of other help, Young Master Ning's power suddenly increased greatly in every move, so he could suppress the colorful opera master in one go.

Although Zhuang Ke was behind the scenes, he was connected to the shadow play's mind and immediately experienced a wonderful response. He felt that the shadow play's spirituality increased greatly. He seemed to have a dead soul, not noticed, but was completely alarmed by the man's aura. The silent spirituality was activated, and the shadow play also became like an arm pointing.

When fighting, you can't think about it carefully.

When he recalled carefully, he still didn't understand.

turn out to be……

The treacherous shadow puppet craftsman uses the world as the stage, and the shadow puppet is fake and real, and can collect the audience's emotions for himself, turn them into shadow puppet oil paint, continuously strengthen their spirituality, and finally achieve the effect of turning false and real.

In this way, even if the shadow puppet master is not perfected, it can absorb the emotions of sentient beings and continuously optimize itself.

After thinking about this section, even if Zhuang Ke has always been emotionally restrained, waves will inevitably appear in his eyes.

He couldn't help but imagine that if one day people think that a shadow play character is real, then will this shadow play be alive or dead?

For a moment, Zhuang Ke was unable to give the answer.

When false is true, true is also false, and when true is false, false is also true.

He had a deeper understanding of the shadow puppet's way of refining falsehood and realism, but it was difficult to say it in words, but what he saw at this time was extremely real.

In the perspective of invisible to the naked eye, Wuyouju's beams were covered with various colors of energy everywhere, and a thread gathered into strands and wrapped into balls, forming a cloud of clouds and mist.

Exhale...exphale...exphale...exphale...

The wind is moving, ups and downs, and the rhythm is orderly, as if it is the sound of people breathing.

Silver threads flashed on the beams of the house, and shadows hung upside down on them, swaying slightly in the wind, and their chests were undulating, as if they were breathing like people.

Qi and clouds flow around their mouths and noses. The oil color on their bodies is like water, black as ink, red as blood, and yellow as gold...

The shadow puppet is lifelike, and it is exactly the same as a real person, and it is difficult for the naked eye to find the difference.

At this time, the voice and appearance were even more vivid, with a glance and a smile, agile and drama everywhere.

Zhuang Ke sat upright in front of the table, closing his eyes to sense the changes.

With invisible spiritual connections, the spirituality of each shadow puppet was originally like a quiet pond, deep and dead.

Suddenly... the wind blew.

The waves arose in the dark pool, and infinite ripples appear.

Dingdong, Dingdong!

It seems to be the voice of the heart.

...

"Everyone adds color to me!" Zhuang Ke opened his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The four essentials of cultivation are wealth, companions, Dharma, and earth.

Wealth is a resource for cultivation and is well-deserved first.

Practice is a transcendent way, and the things you need are rare in the world, not something that can be measured by yellow and white.

Which of every great monk is not a shocking opportunity, and countless resources are smashed out.

The so-called talent is actually just the most irrelevant item.

It is definitely an unexpected surprise that shadow puppets can use the emotions of sentient beings as their resources to strengthen themselves. I don’t know how much hard work is saved.

"This is the play!" Zhuang Ke sighed from the bottom of his heart.

The play is performed for people to watch.

Without the audience, the play will have no meaning of existence.

The audience's emotional investment itself is the greatest appreciation of the creators.

Zhuang Ke's eyes were turned to the beams of the house, with groups of images arranged in an army, with all kinds of appearances and postures, showing the bizarre characters.

This time, his eyes flew straight past the vivid shadow puppet in front and fell to the last.

It is remote and candlelight is hard to enter.

One by one, his figures were immersed in it, his face was already unclear, almost like the passerby in the drama, and he had little presence.

A moment of hesitation flashed in Zhuang Ke's eyes, and then he was completely settled and there was no more turmoil.

Collapse...

The sound of silver thread cracking.

The darkness rolled, and large pieces of ink poured out from it, like a living thing,

Then a group of shadow puppets behind the beam slid down silently, and then they were dragged into the dark monster by invisible hands, swallowed up completely, and disappeared from the world.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhuang Ke covered his lips and coughed dryly. When his palms were put down again, his palms were already red.

But except for his pale and bloodless face, there was nothing unusual. Obviously, he had already made a choice, but instead he felt a little relieved and relaxed.

You should know that not every shadow puppet can accommodate a complete secret recipe for practice like a shadow puppet demon, which can be spiritually self-sufficient.

In order to maintain the strange characteristics of other shadow puppets, Zhuang Ke, the shadow puppet, must bear the spirituality of his own.

Over the years, shadow puppets have accumulated over time and have already formed a huge burden on him.

Now, forcibly breaking this spiritual connection is not easy to suffer when it comes to backlash.

But invisibly, a lot of burdens were also removed.

The old ones don’t go, and the new ones don’t come.

This is not a bad thing.

As he formally refined the secret recipe, his methods increased day by day, and his situation was no longer as good as before. Some shadow puppets made in the early stages of practice could no longer keep up with the progress, and there was no need to go back to practice.

Because now he has a deeper understanding of the way of shadow puppet.

The previous techniques are still too immature.

Zhuang Ke took out the silk scarf and wiped the blood in his palm bit by bit, and a thought arose in his heart.

The treacherous nature of shadow puppet is of course important, after all, shadow puppet and shadow puppet share weal and woe.

Under the sharing of characteristics, the strength of shadow puppet is directly related to the safety of shadow puppet.

But the storyline of the shadow play may not be worse than the weirdness at all.

Only stories can touch people's hearts, only people's hearts can feedback emotions, constantly add oil paint to them, turning false into real.

If the bizarreness represents the strength of the shadow puppet itself, the story is the true potential of the shadow puppet.

Shadow puppets without stories are also soulless.

Seeing through this key point, the shadow puppets in the early productions too much emphasized the treacherous nature, lost their storyliness, and went wrong.

Perhaps this is why it has been unable to refine the secret recipe of shadow puppet, and the nature of shadow puppets is unknown.

This is the difficulty of practicing the left and right path. Without the inheritance of the teacher, it depends entirely on one's own exploration, and there are bumps everywhere and thorns step by step.

Moreover, the way he made shadow puppets at that time was understandable.

At the beginning, he was weak, and as a side-minded man in a dangerous world, he had to seek self-protection first and have a strong trump card as soon as possible.

If you even lose your life, the so-called practice is meaningless.
To be continued...
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