Under everyone's gaze, I took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"If the donor is ready, you can tell the poor monk."
Hearing the monk's words, I took a deep breath, and a large group of yellow flames gushed out from my body, finally forming three layers of armor on the surface of my body. For that matter, I am still a little uneasy, followed by pinching the magic tactics, using petroglyphs, turning the surface of the body into rock, and improving my defenses as much as possible.
"Senior, junior is ready, please enlighten me."
The monk nodded slightly and slowly raised the snare drum above his head.
I was engrossed, staring at each other panic and nervously. Staring at the other person, watching the other person slowly stretch out his other arm, and beat the snare drum.
"Boom!" A drum sound suddenly sounded, followed by a visible sound wave that hit me heavily.
But a little bit beyond my expectation, the sound waves visible to the naked eye hit me, but it didn't cause me much harm. Sonic did not even crush the first layer of flame armor.
With a trace of doubt, I checked my body, and after I was sure that my body was indeed intact, I cast my eyes to the monk not far away.
"The second drum is about to sound, are you ready now?"
After hearing the monk's words, I converged my mind, nodded heavily and said, "I'm ready, please enlighten me from seniors."
The first drum sound did not cause me much harm, but it did not reduce my vigilance. I still stared at the monk intently, and saw him reach out and bang the snare drum again.
"Boom!" The drum sounded again, deep and powerful.
Another sound wave visible to the naked eye swept toward me, and finally hit me.
Like the first time, the drums hit me for the second time, and it didn't cause me any harm.
"Senior, do you want to shake me twice? The junior reminds you that you said earlier that you only need to pick up another drumbeat, and you will let the junior leave."
The monk ignored me, but went on to say to himself: "The third drum is about to sound. Have you ever been prepared?"
"It's ready!" This time, I held my breath, not only did I not feel proud and relaxed, but I looked abnormally nervous. I think
The monk has shaken me twice, this third time will definitely move.
"Boom!" The third drum sounded. A sound wave visible to the naked eye hit me again.
Unlike the previous two times, the third sound wave easily smashed the first flame armor, but that was all, it was directly blocked by the second flame armor.
"Is this over?" I waved in disbelief and removed all defenses.
I stared at the monk, trying to see what tricks he wanted to play. Because he just said so confidently, but the power of the snare drum is a little bit unsatisfactory.
"The donor has already followed the three drums of the poor monk, now go and stay at will."
"I can really go now?"
"The poor monk said that the donor leaves and stays at will. However, please remember: the life is made by oneself, and the phase is born by the heart. constant."
Hearing the monk's words, I nodded heavily, bent over and bowed to the monk.
"The rest of the donors, I don't know who is willing to take a step forward and accept the three drums of the poor monk. Only success can leave, and failure will stay forever until the body turns into bones."
As soon as the monk’s words fell, the mayfly stepped forward and said loudly, “I’m willing to pick up your three drums, what can I do. Even if I use it, if I frown, I’m not a genius disciple of Quanzhen.”
The mayfly came out carelessly, and after standing directly opposite the monk, only a faint halo was covered on the surface of the body.
"The first drum is about to sound. Has the donor been prepared?"
"The sound of your drums is like the sound of thunder on a sunny day. The thunder rumbling loudly, but there is no raindrop. So I don’t need to prepare for your drums with great fanfare. The halo is enough."
The monk didn't say much, and directly rang the snare drum in his hand.
"Boom!" The deep and powerful drum sound rang again, and a visible sound wave hit the mayfly's body.
I originally thought that the ending would be as I expected, and the sound of drums would not have much impact on the mayfly.
However, what happened before me was beyond my expectation. The sound of the drum slammed into the mayfly, and the mayfly, which underestimated the enemy, was directly hit and flew high.
The body was like a kite with a broken wire, it rotated seven or eight times in mid-air before it hit the ground heavily.
After struggling for a long time, the mayfly slowly got up from the ground, and before standing up, a mouthful of blood spurted out without waiting for the mayfly to speak.
"You deliberately deceived, deliberately bullied me."
"The Buddha said: All beings are equal. Poor monks will not cheat, let alone bully you deliberately."
After hearing the monk's words, Mayfly became excited. "But why didn't the three drums you used on Tang Song have such powerful power?"
"The poor monk said before that all effective methods are like dream bubbles. The three drums are different from person to person, different and unreasonable. Now the poor monk adds a sentence, such as the cause, and the result. It depends on the poor monk, but by you."
"I have picked up your drum now, can I take a break, watch it, and then pick up your second drum."
Without waiting for the monk to speak, the mayfly said again: "You only said that you can leave here by picking up your three drums, but you didn't say whether these three drums are finished at once, and there is no time limit. ."
"You can take a break."
After waiting for the monk's signal, the mayfly clutched his chest and walked in front of Fei Bo.
"Fatty, didn't you just say that you and him are both monks, he will look at the Buddha's face and be gentle with you? Now the opportunity to prove is here, you go up and try."
"Mayfly donor, he has already said that the three drums are different from person to person, different and unreasonable. Even if the poor monk has tried it, it is of no reference value for you."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll let you go, you just go over and try."
Hearing the words of the mayfly, Fei Bo curled his mouth, took a few steps forward and said to the monk, "Poor monk named Fei Bo, I have seen brother."
Seeing the monk nodded slightly, Fei Bo then said: "The poor monk is willing to pick up the three drums from the brother, and ask the brother for advice.
Seeing the monk nodded slightly, Fei Bo controlled three whirlwinds, covering the surface of his body.
"Brother please enlighten me."
The monk seemed to have some opinions on Fei Bo, so he didn't say a word during the whole process, and directly rang the snare drum in his hand.
The drum sounded, and a sound wave hit Fei Bo's body heavily, but it did not have any effect on Fei Bo.
(End of this chapter)