Of course, the mage's profession template is also divided into good or bad. The second is also a silver-level plot character template. There are also actors who can integrate gold-level templates.

From here, we are dividing the strength of second-rate actors.

Generally, top team leaders, such as the heads and vice presidents of the Brotherhood, and heads of each department, are almost all integrated golden-level career templates.

After Shang Biao owns this template, he has entered this circle with one foot.

"Show something, show it. I have put in some effort. I don't know if I have any benefits. It's not too much to see!"

Ji Sanyuan stared at the skeleton in Shang Biao's hand, and his curiosity was flooded.

"Look, if you know someone you have a Taoist priest template of the same level, ask him to contact me, change it."

Shang Biao relaxed his authority and displayed the template information.

"Hiss~"

Ji Sanyuan took a breath of cold air, and his chin was almost falling from shock.

"God, I finally understand why you are so strong. Think about it, when I participated in the third film, I just got the professional template. I could be excited for a long time when I opened a bronze-level prop. You have been playing with gold-level props, and that light just now is the same!"

"If you have a buyer, please contact me. As long as I can use the props I can use, you can change them."

Shang Biao put away all the props and no longer jealous of the red Ji Sanyuan.

"Okay, let me ask, what you said just now is still sensible? No, you are too treacherous, you must help me with a contract when you sign a contract."

Ji Sanyuan understood that this was definitely a thick and strong thigh in front of him, and his hair was heavier than his own. The last three films of a third-rate actor were quite difficult. He was originally planning to participate in the promotion film after the end of this game, betting on whether he could be promoted to a second-rate actor.

However, with Shang Biao's thigh, he also gained a lot of confidence in the next video. If one more video accumulates, he will have a better chance of success in promotion. This opportunity cannot be missed.

Shang Biao naturally had nothing to say. He had never participated in normal difficult films since the end of the audition video. The gains from difficult films made his strength soar. This is a mutual benefit.

So Shang Biao did not hesitate and signed the contract handed over by Ji Sanyuan, so that he could work hard.

Finally, there was Ye Na's belt that could emit electromagnetic shields. Shang Biao identified it and tied it around his waist.

This thing is just a bronze-level prop. The only rare thing is that it can actively resist an attack that does not reach the upper limit of energy once, and double its defense against guns and bullets.

There was nothing to say all night, and the morning mist had just dissipated the next day, Shang Biao and Yuantong left Xiangyun Temple together.

Ji Sanyuan took a step earlier than him and set off before dawn with the ghost boy.

Neither of them was talking. Shang Biao rode a little donkey and walked around the road without a single word of communication.

The silence was not broken until the sun set and the two raised a bonfire in a forest.

"Amitabha, fellow Taoist has bought dry food at noon, so why bother committing murder?"

Yuantong looked at the hare in Shang Biao's hand and dissuaded.

"This is not a murder. Cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and the way of heaven is circulating. I kill this rabbit just to fill my stomach. Just like a rabbit eats grass, does Buddhism say that everything has spirits, grass is also creatures. Rabbits eat grass, and I eat it is a process of the way of heaven."

Shang Biao made serious nonsense and diverted the argument.

"The cycle of all things is indeed the way of heaven, but there is dry food in the Taoist bag that can fill the belly, so let the rabbit have a way of life! Look at its bulging belly, it is obviously pregnant. If it is a way of life, the rabbit has a rabbit, and it may save more lives."

Shang Biao frowned, let go of the rabbit, and changed his ears to clean.

It doesn't make sense if he really doesn't want to continue a debate with Yuantong.

Stick a few meat buns and white steamed buns with branches. After baking, throw the steamed buns to Yuantong.

"Amitabha, thank you for giving the vegetarian food."

I thanked me in a round passage, chewed slowly, and ate dry steamed buns in a small sip.

The two of them returned to silence again, only a crisp sound broke out from time to time in the bonfire.

"Yeah~ I have evil spirit!"

As soon as Shang Biao ate one of the buns in his hand, he felt two demonic auras blatantly approaching. The magic sword was held in his hand and stared at the darkness behind him.

"Haha, Brother Hu, I'll say there are people here. Look, there is a white and fat little monk. The fire has been raised for us and it's just roasted for food.

Although Grandma Fox’s banquet is definitely good, it’s good to have some side dishes before the meal starts.”

"The monk needs to steam it and dip it in hot sauce to eat it the most delicious. This is the secret recipe passed down by my great-great ancestor."

The sound of rude conversation came from the darkness. After a while, a wild boar demon with a huge pig head and two snow-white fangs walked out of the woods. He and a tiger spirit with a king pattern on his forehead, fluffy and round ears on both sides, and a long tail tied to his waist.

"Oh, I think the charcoal roasted suckling pig and tiger whip soup are more delicious. What do you guys think?"

Shang Biao looked at these two stupid fairies with interest and joked.

"Ugly monster, you are looking for death. The uncle has decided, so I will start eating with you first!"

The wild boar sperm spurted two radisus of white air, and was angered by Shang Biao's words. Just two-legged beasts, shovelers, and vegetables on the plate, dared to speak so wildly.

"Shou"

Shang Biao's spiritual impact was emitted, and the magic sword followed closely. The wild boar spirit had no time to react, and the magic sword was penetrated through a blood hole on his forehead.

The two little fairies who have not even transformed into shape are naturally not the enemy of Shang Biao.

"Amitabha, good, good, fellow Taoists drive them away, why kill them!"

"Are you stupid to recite scriptures? I wonder how many people these two demons have eaten to have their current cultivation level. Do you want to keep them for the New Year if you don't kill them!"

"Then you can also surrender them, save them with Buddhist scriptures, and lead them to goodness, so why take their lives!"

Shang Biao couldn't help but give this pedantic monk a glance. What does it mean to be inseparable from good and evil? Yuantong allowed him to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Taoists did a good job in this regard. As long as they were monsters, they would kill them. There were no good monsters or evil monsters.

By killing and killing the demons, they will naturally not be able to do evil and endanger the world.

"Master, please spare my life. The young one has an eighty-year-old tiger mother and a cub who is not yet full of a month old to be fed. Killing me a tiger is equivalent to killing my whole family!"

The tiger spirit knelt down at Yuantong. He wanted to run away, but when he saw Shang Biao's sword-controlling speed, he was already desperate.

If you beg for mercy, you may be able to escape by chance. If you run away, you will definitely die.

"Interesting, do even fairies like to hear stories now? I'm afraid you can't think of this sentence with your tiger head?"

"Hehe, Master Mingjian, the young man has been in the human circus for a few years, which can be considered to be a contribution to pleasing humanity. You should be kind enough to spare the young man's life!"
Chapter completed!