This discovery shocked Bai Zhengyang.

If it weren't for the shadow that ghost thing had made a few troubles before, at this time, he would definitely not hesitate to let him go out and absorb it.

But at this time, if the shadow is a sinister old immortal, and the soul body is still there, and then absorbs this soul power for him, won't he start growing again and make trouble?

The most important thing is that he hasn't learned how to practice this thing yet, and he hasn't understood the Heavenly Court text yet.

When Bai Zhengyang was hesitating, the little fat man had already returned five times in a row without success.

The drummer hiding in the shadows behind him was smiling gloomily.

The array of hundreds of people just now is just a piece of cake, foreplay.

This drum is the real test.

In this field, except for him, who has the secret of the stimulation of the giant drum, no one has the opportunity to ring him.

Including this bullish roar, Bai Zhengyang who shook the sky with one blow.

The little fat man's eyes for help had already been aimed at Young Master Bai for the fifth time.

Young Master Bai, why didn't you react at all?

It's not that Bai Zhengyang doesn't want to react, but at this time, he really doesn't dare to take risks.

Then, the little figure had been jumping for a long time, and when he didn't see the Lingtai relax and let him release his soul power, he was a little anxious, jumping more urgently, jumping faster. It was like a starving ghost who had been hungry for more than ten days, and suddenly saw the full banquet of the Manchurian and Han people.

Bai Zhengyang's inner consciousness has been following the little shadow, and Bai Zhengyang wants to ask him a few words.

But I don't know if it's going to work.

"Boy, what are you fooling around?"

The small figure understood what Bai Zhengyang said, and suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Zhengyang, with a look of longing.

As if to say: you open the altar and let me out to eat something good, I'm really hungry.

"Why are you hungry? Not human?"

I only eat those things, and it doesn't matter if I'm a human or not. You let me out quickly, if you miss it, you will regret it.

"Who knows if you're going to do it again? Who knows if you're the conspiracy of the shadow guy before?"

The little figure was stunned for a while, and then he barely knew and realized that he was afraid that he would harm him?

"You use your divine sense to put a mark on me. From now on, I'll listen to you 100%!"

Bai Zhengyang suddenly heard this sentence and was almost stunned.

Is it true?

Then the divine consciousness was directly covered on the little figure, and the little figure was quite conscious at this time, pulling his divine consciousness and imprinting his soul.

At this time, bursts of blood-related sensations continued to surge in Bai Zhengyang's divine sense and small figure.

He could also grasp the thirst of this little soul for the spirit and soul outside.

Bai Zhengyang can finally rest assured now, open the spirit platform, and let the spirit of the little figure go out.

The little fat man has already knocked on the ninth, and if he doesn't knock again, it will be too fucking embarrassing.

The little fat man gritted his teeth, the yin and yang spirit platforms were one, and the vitality was running wildly.

Bombarded with all his might.

There was a loud bang, and the giant drum was really beaten.

At the same time, more than half of the essence and soul on the giant drum were absorbed by the soul body of the small figure, and he rolled happily, and under Bai Zhengyang's uneasy call, he returned to the spiritual platform and fell asleep.

The little fat man was directly shocked.

The drum-bearers were also shocked, as well as the thousands of people present.

This guy, looking at this hard power, it is impossible to make this huge drum at all, what is the reason?

No one would have thought that such a big change was just because of the small figure in Bai Zhengyang's spiritual platform?

This has taken the shortest time and the least number of hits among the passers.

This giant drum is clearly for those who are difficult to break through.

The relationship is opened, according to the strength of your relationship, how can you knock twenty or thirty times. Naturally, the drum-bearer will let it go.

If the relationship is not too hard, how can it take fifty or sixty strokes, at least it will make him exhausted, lose his vitality, consume the ambition of the passer, and return to the door, so that he will be an honest man and do things.

However, how to deal with this situation?

The drummer's train of thought was all disrupted.

The eyes of the little fat man and Bai Zhengyang at this time are no longer on the giant drum.

but in the inner court.

Deep in the inner courtyard, thousands of meters away, above the sky, suddenly after the sound of drums, a small temple-like attic floated.

There are no supporting pillars under it.

"Damn, little fat man, do you play magic tricks?" Even if Bai Zhengyang had seen a lot of things, he was completely shocked by this temple.

"Young Master Bai, what kind of magic is that? That's the Hanging Temple. The little fat man saw that Young Master Bai was a little confused.

"Is it really a temple? Is it really hanging in the air? How does it float?" Bai Zhengyang was indeed a little confused.

The little fat man's chubby face also looked at the small temple floating in the air with admiration.

"This place, even our elders, can't say why. This was hundreds of years ago, and it suddenly appeared in our race. Someone beats this huge drum, and it appears in the air for an hour. ”

Bai Zhengyang was directly shocked.

This thing actually appeared out of thin air? It wasn't built by manpower, and it wasn't made by the magic circle and the Yuan energy formation?

This is very different from Bai Zhengyang's reasoning.

"Is there anyone living inside?" Bai Zhengyang asked suddenly.

This thing, like Optimus Prime, suddenly appeared in the human world, right?

"There was no one to live in. Just a monastery. In the past ten or twenty years, no one has been able to get in. The last person who was able to go up and enter the temple gate was our Great Elder Yueya. My dad could only go up, but he couldn't open the temple door. ”

"So amazing, what did the Great Elder gain in there?"

"He didn't say it, he never said it. It's like practicing the closed-mouth meditation of Buddhism, and he doesn't speak anymore. However, after he came out, the whole person has changed a lot. The exercises and practices are gone. However, no one was able to take advantage of him at the moment. And the person he glanced at was completely exposed to him. ”

"So amazing??" Bai Zhengyang said this sentence for the second time.

"This hanging temple is one of the eight views of our imperial capital. Optimus Prime is the treasure of the Xiao clan, and it is also one of the eight views of the imperial capital. And the thing of our Yue tribe is this hanging temple. Only those who are destined to see it can see it. Only super destined people have the opportunity to go up, and the graves of their ancestors, those who have been smoking for decades, have the opportunity to open the temple door. ”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's hurry up. Bai Zhengyang was more anxious than him.

He felt that this trip was really damn worth it, these things were what he really wanted now.

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