After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

In the early morning of Qianhe Peak, mist floats, and a touch of whiteness protrudes from the dark blue sky.

Miaozhen, with a long sword on her back, arrived at the small courtyard at the back of the mountain on time. The door was ajar, and the little junior was sitting on the bed with his knees in his arms in a daze. Looking straight ahead, he is in a trance.

"Just woke up?" Miaozhen pushed the door open and walked in.

Wen Gu's dazed eyes fell on her, and he straightened his jaw and buried it between his knees, "Senior Sister."

Miaozhen came over and stroked his hair with concern, "What's wrong?"

Wen Gu raised his face and asked seriously: "Will I become very bad?"

"Going bad?" Miaozhen looked at him delicately, and asked with a smile, "Are you in love? Who is it?"

Wen Gu shook his head, lowered his eyes to look at the clean palm, his fingers were slender and thin, and contained a lot of strength, he slowly clenched his fingers, "I had a nightmare, in the dream I changed..."

I don't know how to describe it. It was a bizarre dream. In the dream, he was sent to see the experience of the Holy Ruins. He personally killed the humiliated and trampled Li Ren, who was always against him. His corpse was handled perfectly by him. on the head.

Everyone lost to Bilian Shengjun and was seriously injured, only he and Xu Fu entered the temple together, Xu Fu actually wanted to kill him for the gourd.

But due to the upright morality of the famous family, he couldn't make a move for a long time. When he hesitated, he cut off his head with a sword. In the dream, Yuan Jiuyuan stepped on Xu Fu's head with his black boots, looked down from a high position, and said with a low smile: " It’s just killing someone, what is there to look forward to?”

Miaozhen made a good guess, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Xiao Jiu, no matter what you become, Master and Senior Sister will always be with you, don't worry."

"I understand." Wen Gu nodded, forcing out a shy smile.

Miaozhen stroked his soft and black hair, and casually tied it into the headband, "Stop thinking about it, today you go to Ziyi Zhenjun's water pavilion for morning class."

"...Zhenjun Ziyi wants to give me morning lessons in person?"

In the dim morning light, the tip of Wen Gu's nose had a jade-like texture, "Will you give me the morning class alone?"

Miaozhen nodded solemnly, "Master asked me to tell you to be careful in everything, don't worry too much, he will take care of you if something goes wrong."

Ziyi Zhenjun has lived for more than 1000 years, and has reached the late stage of Mahayana. He is the strongest in the world, and Wen Gu worried that he would see the clues. He decided to be cautious in his words and deeds today, so as not to arouse Ziyi Zhenjun's suspicion.

The two of them flew out of the water pavilion with their swords, the lake and the mountains complemented each other, and the graceful cranes shuttled among them.

Wen Gu carefully stepped on the mirror-like lake surface, and came step by step to the exquisite terrace. The moment he stepped on the jade steps, he lowered his long legs and leaned over to look at the reflection of the lake surface.

Clenching his hands into fists, Wen Gu encouraged himself with broken thoughts: "I am Long Aotian, I am Long Aotian, I am not afraid of anything."

"I have the aura of the protagonist, I have the aura of the protagonist, and I am not afraid of anything."

"I have the aura of domineering, I have the aura of domineering, no one can resist the attack of domineering aura."

After reading silently for a while, Wen Gu immediately became full of confidence. In the past, when he was recording a program on stage, he would read silently for 10 minutes in the background without being afraid or nervous, so that he could barely cope with the wolves of reporters.

The effect was very good, and now he felt that his whole body was full of golden luster, and all problems were not a problem.

Wen Gu stood up straight, turned his head and was about to go up the steps, when he heard a slight "ding dong" sound in his ears, he raised his head, and at some point on the railing sat a white-haired boy with loose and messy brocade robes and a drape over his shoulders Purple cloak.

The boy's white hair that looked like three thousand feet fell into the water. He tilted his head and looked at Wen Gu with a smile. His bare feet dangled slightly, and the gold rings on his ankles jingled.

"What were you thinking just now?"

The boy propped his chin with a curious look on his face.

Wen Gu felt that he was very good-looking, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times, "I didn't think about anything."

The boy looked him up and down, and asked aggressively, "I didn't think about anything, so why are you staring at me?"

"Aren't you looking at me too?" Wen Gu retorted in a low voice, and walked straight up the steps.

The young man jumped down from the railing, landed in front of him, stretched leisurely, "Tell me what you were thinking just now, I will not only let you up, but also give you a jug of good wine."

Wen Gu took a step back and distanced himself from him, "I don't drink."

The young man looked at him in surprise, as if it was strange that some people don't drink, "Then what do you usually do?"

"Practice." Wen Gu replied simply.

The boy sighed in disappointment, turned his back, and walked up the stairs bored, "It's so boring, everyone is too boring."

Wen Gu heard the loneliness in his tone, his heart softened, and he couldn't bear to ask: "Are you usually bored?"

"Drinking, slaying monsters, and sleeping." The boy replied with a lack of interest. Doing the same three things for 1000 years would make anyone feel bored, right?

Wen Gu stepped on the last jade staircase. There was no one in the waterside pavilion, and the purple-gold incense burner was emitting smoke. The young man walked up to the Jinxiu soft couch and fell limply. He picked up a jug of wine in his hand, and poured it into his throat with his mouth half-opened.

The transparent wine rolled down his slender neck into his clothes, and he didn't care about it, mumbled in his mouth: "The weather is getting cold and you are lonely, time must be spent with wine, let's come to the flowers to listen...listen Shengge..."

Wen Gu didn't see Zhenjun Ziyi, so he speculated that this young man was a Taoist boy. He was sitting upright on the futon, and said solemnly: "If you are bored, I can chat with you for a while."

"What are you talking about?" the boy yawned.

Wen Gu's eyes lit up, "Let's talk about what kind of person Master is."

The young man who was half lying on the soft couch froze for a moment, then sat up suddenly, suddenly full of energy, and looked at him with interest, "Interesting, interesting, very interesting."

"You also think this is very interesting, don't you?" Wen Gu blinked slowly, his dark eyes flickering with cunning.

The young man looked at him leisurely, tapped his forehead, and thought in his heart: "I have finally met someone with the same disease and sympathy."

Since the failure of crossing the tribulation more than 100 years ago, Ziyi Zhenjun's primordial spirit has been seriously damaged, and his memory is getting worse day by day, and he forgets people and things from time to time, and he can't even remember what he said.

For so many years, he has searched for famous doctors, exhausted all kinds of methods, and tried all kinds of panacea, but he still found nothing, but his condition became more and more serious. The door missed.

I didn't expect to finally meet someone in the same situation as him.

It's like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

……

The audition hall of Yuanshan Media.

Sister Xu pressed her hands on the back of the chair, looked at the pleasing faces of her artists through the mirror, changed into an ancient brocade robe, and put on a long-haired wig. Today's "Wen Gu" has a bit of arrogance between his brows, as if The prince and brother of the noble family.

"Today, we tried to shoot the first scene. All the staff members of the production team are here. Director Qin likes you very much. What a treat you are. Director Qin and Yuanshan Media have a lot of good resources in their hands."

Yuan Jiuyuan nodded, gave a faint "hmm", got up and walked towards the trial theater that was built.

A spacious emerald green room is green from the ceiling to the floor, with slender ropes hanging high on the walls on both sides, and several jagged rocks on the ground.

Director Qin stood behind the monitor, with earphones around his neck, and was directing the set in an orderly manner. When he saw Yuan Jiuyuan, he showed a big smile, and walked up a few steps, "My Feng Xiulie, you have entered the play again today. "

Yuan Jiuyuan raised his brows slightly, "What is entering the play?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Director Qin praised repeatedly, and looked at him excitedly, "Keep this state, come here, and I will introduce our martial arts instructor to you."

A middle-aged man in a black T-shirt stood up from a chair. He was not tall, with a stocky lower body, and two arms with strong muscles.

Director Qin hooked Yuan Jiuyuan's shoulder, and introduced enthusiastically: "This is Nie Shilong, Mr. Nie, you are still young, and you have never seen Kung Fu movies made by Mr. Nie. Mr. Nie is really kung fu. When he was young, he was a master in the film and television industry. The red man."

Nie Shilong smiled slightly, glanced at Yuan Jiuyuan, and cupped his hands slightly, "Director Qin is over-reputed, I just know superficial skills, and I can't get on the stage, no better than this little brother who punched four desperadoes, but made a big mistake." limelight."

"Hahahaha, don't tell me, I've seen Xiao Wen use a sword before, it's really as graceful as a dragon, and it's flowing!" Director Qin mentioned Yuan Jiuyuan, full of praise.

Nie Shilong smiled even more, and said meaningfully: "The sword maker is very beautiful, but we are filming a cultivation drama. In addition to the sword, there are a lot of fighting movements. Compared with the hard-handled style, the sword is just a show."

"That's right, so didn't this invite you here?" Director Qin responded tactfully.

Nie Shilong was very helpful, "I took Wuzhi in this drama because of your face. Young people nowadays are too delicate. When I was his age, I jumped from a 100-meter-high building. Didn't even bat an eye."

Yuan Jiuyuan heard that he knew some kung fu, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, and he was safe and sound after jumping from 100 meters, so he couldn't help but look sideways at him.

"It's more than 100 meters. I remember the first film you filmed." Director Qin paused and said with a smile, "You beat twenty people by yourself, and you beat them all in one go. It's so beautiful."

Twenty people?

Yuan Jiuyuan looked at Nie Shilong with more inquisitive eyes. This person must be the strongest in the world, and if he is in the world of cultivation, he is also a good seed for cultivation.

Nie Shilong shook his head triumphantly, "That's nothing, the most dangerous costume scene I've ever filmed, I rode a horse to take the head of the marshal among thousands of troops, there were more than 1000 ensemble performers at that time, I won 100 Many arrows, and finally holding the head and sending it to the general, I took this shot once."

Yuan Jiuyuan thought in his heart that he thought this world was full of mortal bodies, but today he saw an expert, so he realized that his knowledge was shallow.

Director Qin praised: "Teacher Nie is really amazing."

Nie Shilong was in a good mood, and waved to Yuan Jiuyuan, "Come here and make gestures with me."

"I can't beat you." Yuan Jiuyuan refused indifferently. After taking the Xuqing Pill, Wen Gu's body functions improved, but it was still a bit worse than Nie Shilong's experience.

Nie Shilong laughed, "I know you can't beat me, so I just want you to show me how hard it is."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yuan Jiuyuan, said with a smirk: "You won't worry about me hurting you, will you?"

"Ms. Nie, there are so many people watching. He is my hero. How ugly is it when you beat him to the ground?" Director Qin persuaded in a low voice.

Nie Shilong turned a deaf ear, and his tone was slightly softer, "Wen Gu, you are the leading actor in this play, don't you even have the courage to do so?"

Yuan Jiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard Wen Gu's name, "Okay, please give me your advice, senior."

In any case, Wen Gu cannot be ashamed.

Nie Shilong came to a spacious venue, flexed his wrists and ankles, and warmed up simply, "I only have three tricks with you, lest others say that I bully the younger generation."

"Please." Yuan Jiuyuan cupped his hands, signaling to start.

Nie Shilong looked at the nervous Director Qin aside, "Fist is ruthless, if I hurt your hero, don't blame me."

Director Qin hesitated to speak, looked at him with more sympathy, covered his face with his hands and turned his back.

Nie Shilong showed a cruel smile, and raised his eyebrows at Yuan Jiuyuan, obviously provocative.

To put it bluntly, Nie Shilong just looks down on an idol like Wen Gu who has no qualifications and no works. Why can he play the leading actor in "Rakshatian"?

Yuan Jiuyuan stared at him without blinking, his round eyes narrowed into a line, looking relaxed and unhurried.

Suddenly, Nie Shilong rushed over with a big stride, and a fierce fist flew straight to the door. At the same time, he grabbed Yuan Jiuyuan's wrist with the other hand. If he was caught, the punch would be hard!

With a flash of Yuan Jiuyuan's figure, his wrist suddenly turned, and he clasped his wrist like a ghost, and pushed it forward.

This quick reaction shocked Nie Shilong. Before he could react, his wrist was sore and drooping like a heavy weight pendant. With a pat, he fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop".

Cold sweat dripped down Nie Shilong's forehead, his chest was numb, he put his hands on the ground in embarrassment, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The people present were stunned, but Yuan Jiuyuan frowned. How can a person who can jump from a 100-meter-high building fail with just one hit?He said coldly: "Stop pretending, get up and let me see what you are capable of."

"Ahem..." Nie Shilong glanced at him with a pale face, fearful as if he saw a ghost.

Director Qin was as steady as an old dog, he had the foresight to call the emergency number, and sighed faintly, "There is no need to hire Director Wu."

Well done, why do you have to mess with him?