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The story tells of how the White Snake, in order to rescue Xu Xian who had been forcibly taken away by Fahai, did not hesitate to activate her thousand years of cultivation, causing the waters of the Qiantang River to overflow and flood Jinshan Temple, resulting in widespread death and destruction.
In order to protect the temple and all living beings, Fahai engaged in an earth-shattering battle with the White Snake.
In pursuit of the most realistic effect, director Tsui Hark spent a huge sum of money to build a life-size model of Jinshan Temple next to a massive reservoir.
Furthermore, he hired a top Hollywood special effects team to simulate the apocalyptic scene of a raging flood using dozens of high-pressure water pumps and hundreds of tons of water.
On the day of filming, the sky was overcast, as if foreshadowing the somber mood of the scene.
Long Yan, dressed in a solemn golden and red robe and holding a heavy tin staff, stood in front of the main hall of Jinshan Temple.
His face no longer held its usual calm, but instead displayed a complex expression filled with struggle, anger, and compassion.
He has completely immersed himself in the role of "Fahai".
And opposite him.
Zhang Manyu, who plays the White Snake, is dressed in white clothes that have been soaked by the "rain" (artificial rain), clinging tightly to her body and outlining her graceful curves.
Her face was full of pleading and despair.
"Fahai! I beg you! Give Xu Xian back to me! He was just a mortal, he is innocent!" she cried out, her voice shrill.
"Humans and demons are destined to be different, and the laws of Heaven are clear!" Long Yan (Fahai) held his staff, his voice booming like a bell, "For your own selfish desires, you flooded Jinshan Temple, do you know how many innocent lives you will kill! Turn back! Turn back while there is still a way out!"
"Shore?!" The White Snake smiled bitterly. "Without my husband, where is my shore?"
"Since you refuse to release them, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Having said that, she looked up to the sky and roared, unleashing her magical power!
"Action!"
With the director's command.
Dozens of high-pressure water pumps started simultaneously!
"Boom——!"
Huge water dragons rose into the sky from all directions, transforming into towering waves that crashed fiercely against the model of Jinshan Temple!
The scene was incredibly shocking and incredibly realistic!
All the staff members standing in the safe area felt the terrifying pressure from nature!
Long Yan and Zhang Manyu, who are in the center of the "flood", will have to bear the most direct impact!
Although Zhang Manyu was suspended by wires, she was still tossed about by the huge current of water and almost swept away several times.
But Long Yan remained as steady as Mount Tai!
He slammed the heavy tin staff hard onto the ground!
"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon! World-Honored Ksitigarbha! Prajna Buddhas! Parinirvana!"
He uttered that classic incantation!
Although he did not unleash the true power of the Arhat's golden body.
However, the sheer aura of righteousness and fearlessness emanating from him was enough to create an invisible golden barrier behind him!
No matter how the raging floodwaters washed over it, they could not shake it in the slightest!
At that moment, everyone was stunned.
They even felt that what was happening in front of them wasn't an act.
It was a true Arhat who subdued demons manifesting his divine power!
Even Zhang Manyu, who was acting opposite him, couldn't help but feel a genuine sense of awe and admiration when she saw his solemn, sacred, and inviolable appearance.
However, just as everyone was immersed in the shock brought by this play.
An accident has occurred!
A huge iron frame used to hold a high-pressure water pump broke with a "crack" because it couldn't withstand the enormous water pressure!
The out-of-control high-pressure water pump, like a wild horse, changed direction and sprayed a huge jet of water that hurtled straight towards Wang Xian'er, who was watching the filming from the other side!
The force of that water flow was enough to overturn a car!
If it hit someone, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"Xian'er! Be careful of the neighbors!"
Everyone screamed in terror!
But everything happened too fast! There wasn't even time to react!
It looked like Wang Xian'er was about to be hit by that terrifying water dragon!
At this critical moment, on the brink of life and death!
A golden figure moved at a speed that surpassed the limits of human vision!
That's right, Long Yan!
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Time seemed to slow down at that moment.
Amidst everyone's horrified gazes, the out-of-control, python-like water dragon, carrying immense force, lunged at the helpless Wang Xian'er.
Long Yan's figure was like a golden lightning bolt, arriving first despite being behind!
He didn't even use any footwork or body movements.
It was just a pure burst of physical strength!
His foot stomped heavily on the flooded ground!
"boom!"
A visible shockwave exploded outwards from him, forcefully pushing back the surrounding floodwaters by several meters!
Using the immense recoil, his body, like a cannonball, instantly traversed dozens of meters and appeared before Wang Xian'er!
He didn't make any unnecessary movements.
He simply opened his arms and used his not-so-robust, but incredibly strong back to tightly protect the petite Wang Xian'er in his embrace!
next second.
The terrifying water dragon slammed into his back!
boom--! ! !
A deafening thud echoed throughout the entire film set!
The enormous impact force, enough to overturn a car, was entirely applied to Long Yan!
however……
Long Yan's body remained completely still!
He is like an immortal Vajra rooted deep in the earth!
No matter how the raging water washed over him or how fiercely it raged, it could not move him an inch!
With his own flesh and blood, he created the safest and most secure haven for the girl in his arms.
Time seemed to have resumed its flow.
The crew on set realized what was happening and hurriedly shut down all the high-pressure water pumps.
The raging floodwaters gradually receded.
Everyone stared with lingering fear at the two figures tightly embracing each other in the center of the field.
Wang Xian'er raised her head in Long Yan's arms.
She could feel that the water had torn the back of Long Yan's clothes. She could even feel his steel-like muscles and his reassuring body temperature through the thin fabric.
Her mind went blank.
Only Long Yan's imposing figure, like a god descending to earth, and the deafening sound of his heartbeat remained.
"Are you...are you alright?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Long Yan slowly released her.
He turned around, his face showing no sign of pain, only his usual calm.
"I am fine."
He glanced down at his torn monk's robe, then at Wang Xian'er's face, which was filled with lingering fear and concern, and suddenly smiled.
"It seems that the quality of this costume is not very good."
This unexpected dry humor instantly eased the tense, almost suffocating atmosphere.
Wang Xian'er looked at his face with a faint smile, was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
As I laughed, tears involuntarily streamed down my face.
It was a feeling of being moved, a feeling of lingering fear, and even more so, a deep love that defies description.
This scene was also witnessed by another woman standing not far away.
Zhang Manyu.
She looked at Long Yan and Wang Xian'er, who were smiling at each other after surviving the ordeal.
She looked at the undisguised love in Wang Xian'er's eyes.
She also saw the unprecedented tenderness in Long Yan's eyes.
A strange sense of loss suddenly welled up in her heart.
And a hint of... jealousy.
She was also a woman of exceptional talent, a renowned film star. The men who pursued her ranged from wealthy businessmen to royalty, their ranks stretching from Hong Kong to Paris.
But she had never seen such pure, unadulterated protection and tenderness in any man's eyes.
For the first time, she felt a complex emotion towards a man beyond mere "desire to conquer."
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