As Feixue said before, there have actually been many people who have tried to beat that big drum just now, but the strength is not enough, it can't be knocked at all, and it makes people laugh at all.

Now I suddenly saw three people walking towards the big drum, and I couldn't help but be interested.

The corners of a teenager's mouth hooked and said, "I think there are a few people who are not self-sufficient." ”

He had just gone up and beaten the drum, but unfortunately he couldn't make a sound, which made people laugh, and now he saw that others wanted to try, but he turned around and laughed at others.

But as soon as his words fell, the sarcastic expression stiffened on his face.

I saw Feixue suddenly poke out her palm, and the root of her palm pressed the drum.

"Boom!" The dull beat of the drum suddenly swayed, majestic, low, but spread far and wide.

"Oh my God, it's ringing, it's beating this big drum! Doesn't that mean that his skills are likely to exceed twenty years? Those who were still in line were surprised.

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and then he lowered his head in shame.

"It's amazing, if they're really not over twenty years old, aren't they the same as hidden geniuses?"

"Judging by their appearance, they are indeed very young."

The two Taoists in front of the mountain gate who were doing registration work also glanced at this side, and a different color flashed in their eyes.

How many years has this drum not sounded during the Qinghong Road competition? It is indeed very difficult and not easy to break through the 20-year skill before the age of 20.

"Next, I'll come." Niu Qingshan bared his teeth and said with a smile.

"Brother Niu, be lighter, don't use all your strength." Su Bai said in a low voice.

Niu Qingshan nodded, and knew that if he struck with all his strength, he was afraid that it would cause a lot of commotion, so he collected a few points, and it was still an extremely heavy punch blasted out.

"Boom!"

This sound was louder than the previous snowfall.

"Wouldn't it, both of them succeeded?" Those casual cultivators in line were a little dumbfounded. The masters who have broken through the internal strength for twenty years are indeed not very valuable if they are not valuable, and there are countless in the Hidden World Sect. But if you want to say that it is worth a lot of money, the power of this kind of person is no longer human, where can you see such a character in the ordinary world? After such a long queue, more than a thousand scattered cultivators, none of them broke through to the ranks of masters, and two suddenly appeared, all of them were masters, where didn't they be surprised?

Nineteen and a half years and twenty years of skill seem to be close, but in fact, there is also a huge gap, not a level, which means whether or not you have entered the hall in martial arts.

"Both of them rang, and I began to wonder a little about the age of these two people, it was impossible!"

"Yes, it must be two old monsters, it's disgusting, they still pretend to be teenagers."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, when the time comes, I will be called a bone, and I will not be able to climb Qinghong Road, even if I beat the big drum?"

"Yes, that's it."

There is a hint of jealousy in the tone of many scattered cultivators, there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts, people who practice martial arts have never been very convinced that others are stronger than themselves. If it is a hidden force, the level is different, so they are not jealous. And Su Bai and they are obviously also casual cultivators, obviously the starting line is the same as everyone else, why are they better than them?

Su Bai They didn't care what others thought, Niu Qingshan finished beating the drum, retreated, and gave way to Su Bai. Su Bai smiled, shook his hand, flicked his sleeves, and seemed to press on the drum surface with no strength at all.

The drums are beating, and the effect is similar to that before the snowfall.

Of course, Feixue knew that Su Bai's strength was not only this, but he controlled his strength.

"How is that possible? The third also succeeded. This drum can't be broken, right? Someone said with wide eyes and suspicion.

"Is it broken, can you try to find out?" Someone was behind him.

"Try it!" He frowned, gritted his teeth, and said, ready to try his luck, otherwise he would have to wait in line for at least two hours.

On Jilong Mountain, there are three figures standing at this moment, all of them are middle-aged, one is broadly dressed, with a square face, and a very gentlemanly atmosphere. One of them was shorter, less than 1.7 meters, and he seemed to be thin, but if someone pulled his yellow clothes away, they could see that the muscles in it were like steel, not those hollow in the pompous hollowness of Mr. Bodybuilder. The last person, dressed in a green shirt, tied with an ancient sword at his waist, his beard was meticulously cared for, and there was a whisk in his hand, like a Taoist priest.

It is the three grandmasters who held the Qinghong Road Competition, Chen Zhihu, the "Boyi Gaoguan", the "Sha Ming" Lao Hua, and the "Fake Taoist" Jia Daoist.

They are looking down at the moment, and at this point where they are at this point, even though they are a hundred meters apart, they can still directly use the naked eye to see people clearly, as if they are in front of them.

"It's been twenty years, since the Qinghong Road Dabi was handed over to the three of us, this soul drum finally sounded for the first time, but I didn't expect it to sound three times directly, which is rare." Daoist Jia opened his mouth and said, "Loose cultivation can reach this state before the age of twenty, but it is a good genius, as long as you train in the future, the peak of heroes is certain." ”

"What? False Taoist priest, you have moved your mind to accept disciples? Lao Hua opened her mouth and stared at Niu Qingshan's body.

"We are already casual cultivators, how can we not be happy when we see outstanding junior cultivators? It's not too young, I'm afraid I won't see the world in this life, but it's not bad to be able to pass on my skills. If you can also train three grandmasters, you can hand over the burden of Qinghong Road. Daoist Jia said with a smile.

"I don't care about the other two, I think this tall savage boy is good, and you want to leave it to me." Lao Hua said again.

"You've already started to make up your mind now, that kid is good, born with divine powers, but whether people are willing to practice that weird kung fu with you is a matter of words." Daoist Jia snorted lightly, and then rolled his eyes, "I stop liking that handsome young man, with my demeanor back then, it seems that he is also a sword cultivator, which suits my taste." ”

Among the three, only Chen Zhihu remained silent, looking at Su Bai and the three of them frowning slightly.

Feixue has a cold temperament and is outstanding, Niu Qingshan is born with extraordinary strength, only Su Bai, whose face is slightly pale, he can't see clearly, it seems to be the most ordinary, but it is like a fog.

"Let's see, it's too early to talk about what kind of performance they have on Qinghong Road." The old flower smiled.

Daoist Jia twisted his beard and nodded: "Naturally." ”

Then the three of them walked away, no longer paying attention, and everything was waiting for the Qinghong Road to be discussed.

After the soul suppression drum sounded three times, it provoked a lot of loose cultivators to try again, but no one succeeded, so I knew that it was indeed someone who was strong, not that the drum was broken.

The casual cultivator who could have waited for another two hours to report his name sighed, and he was at the end of the long queue, at least he had to wait for another half a day