The temple, a large hall, is enshrined in a large drum.

The big drum is erected, the drum surface is born with Raven, the left and right drum bodies each have a hideous beast head biting a cyan copper ring, and below is an iron thorn wood drum stand where the big drum is placed.

This big drum is not ordinary, it is the thunder drum used by hundreds of people who first came to the Great Wilderness and fought in all directions.

The lazy afternoon sun shone into the temple and fell on the drum, and Raven seemed to come alive and wandered around.

Mi Gu hugged Baba tightly around his neck and stuck to him, looking at the strange old man with a red face and yellow eyebrows with a little fear. He looked around stupidly, and then his feet were tilted, and he wanted to pee inside, but he was kicked by Gongliang directly. This fool dares to pee here, and he can't die.

Yuan Rolling was kicked by Gongliang, and he was very unhappy, so he was about to come over and bite him, but when he saw the giant eyes of the copper bell staring at him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind Gongliang.

"Elder, what are you bringing me here for?" asked the Duke curiously.

"This year, the temple will let you be the drummer and start the ceremony of worshipping the gods, just in case, from now on, you should practice here hard, so as not to make mistakes and make jokes. Dao Meng explained.

"Oh..."

Gongliang answered, and didn't ask why he was asked to be this drummer.

In his opinion, this drum should be like the first person in the performance team, or the flag raiser in elementary school. You raise the flag, follow the singing of the national anthem, salute and so on, the meaning is almost the same. In his previous life, he had good grades in elementary school and was a flag raiser.

When I was young, I felt quite proud, but when I grew up, I was completely insensitive, and at best I was a coolie, and I didn't even have any rewards.

But at least I left some good memories in my childhood, and now that I think about it, there should be people who envy it and have little girls favoring it!

Dao Meng heard his disapproving response, and his red face was faintly darkened.

This bastard has no idea how rare this opportunity is.

In the previous ceremony, in order to be the person who played the drum, which time was not to fight for a head and break the bloodstream, which was like this time, he was casually let be.

You know, the drummer doesn't just beat the drum. This is a war drum made of the thunder kui skin of the defeat of the tribulation, if it is played well and fits with the sound of the drum, you can be washed by the remnants of the thunder kui yuan force in the thunder kui war drum, and there is a chance to take the opportunity to get a glimpse of the true form of the thunder kui and feel the thunder law of heaven and earth. So, this opportunity is very rare.

Of course, he didn't tell him these things, lest his heart be unnatural, but he would lose his normal heart.

The more worried you are about something, the easier it is to lose, so it's better to go with the flow.

"Boy, now I'm going to teach you how to beat the drum during the festival, and I'm going to learn it carefully. Dao Meng walked to the drum rack, picked up two drumsticks and said.

"Yes," Gongliang replied respectfully.

Dao Meng stood in front of Lei Kui's war drum with a drumstick in his hand and struck it.

"......Knock knock Knock knock... Knock knock... Knock knock knock... Knock knock knock..."

After a rush of drumming, the drums began to become rhythmic, and little by little, the sound of the drumsticks hitting the wooden side of the drum body seemed to match something, but it was not very clear.

After knocking for a while, Dao Meng turned his head and asked, "How is it, did you hear clearly?"

"Hear me clearly. ”

Gongliang just listened to it for a while, and found that in addition to the rapid drum sound before and after, there was a rhythmic beating little by little in the middle, which was not very difficult.

"Then come and try it. Dao Meng put the drumsticks back in the drum rack, stepped aside, and asked him to step forward.

Gongliang asked Miya and Yuanluo to play aside, and walked over.

Mi Gu found that it was fun to beat that drum and wanted to go over, but he was a little scared when he looked at the red-faced and yellow-eyed old man next to him, so he had to stay with Rolling Roll.

Walking to the drum rack, Gongliang reached out and picked up the drumstick, but it was very heavy. You must know that beating the drum is a hard work, so in addition to the drumsticks are required to be strong, the drumsticks are generally required to be light.

Gongliang couldn't help but ask Dao Meng, "Elder, why is this drumstick so heavy?"

"This is Lei Kui's leg bone, without it, how can I beat the thunder drum of war? Don't grind, hurry up. ”

Hearing his words, Gongliang raised his drumstick and went to the thunder drum.

With a wave of his sword, a soundproof air shield was placed around him, so that the loud sound of the thunder drums would not be heard outside.

Who knew that Gongliang knocked on it, but it didn't sound.

How could it be, just now he obviously saw the elder knocking so loudly. Gongliang looked at the elder suspiciously.

Dao Meng saw his puzzled eyes, and suddenly glared and shouted: "What do you see, I haven't eaten enough!

When Gongliang heard the old man's words, he immediately struck the drum hard, but it still didn't sound. Fierce for a while, he poured his hands into his hands, holding drumsticks and continuing to beat the thunder war drums.

"Knock knock ......"

At this time, the thunder war drum finally sounded, as if an invisible sound wave continued to spread into the distance with the sound of the drum, but it was blocked by the air shield under the knife cloth.

Knocking down the mallet one by one, Gongliang gradually had no distracting thoughts.

For a while, the heart and the mallet were combined, and the mallet and the drum were combined, and the three fit to the extreme, and when the drumstick made of Lei Kui's leg bone hit the Lei Kui war drum, there was a little bit of thunder Kui Yuan force that fluctuated out from the drumstick from the hand into Gongliang's body, washing and cutting the marrow for him, removing impurities, and making the skin, flesh, muscles, and bone marrow of his body closer and more compatible.

After knocking for a while, Gongliang stopped.

It's not that he wants to stop, but he has to stop, because he is so tired, and after only knocking for so long, he exhausts all the true qi in his body.

Although he didn't have any true energy, he was very excited.

"Take this pill, and every time you are tired from beating the drum in the future, you can take one to replenish your strength. Dao Meng threw a bottle of elixir.

Gongliang took the pill, opened the bottle and poured out one, only to see that the pill inside was as red as fire, and a layer of faint fluorescence floated on it, which was known at a glance. Immediately swallowed one, closed his eyes and breathed.

When I woke up after a while, I suddenly found that the true qi of the dantian had all recovered, and it seemed to have increased slightly.

Gongliang couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Elder, what kind of elixir is this, the effect is so good." ”

"Of course, this is the Purple Fire Xuanyuan Pill, which is very rare in my Great Wilderness. If it weren't for your drumming, it would be impossible for you to take this pill. If you have rested, you should get up and practice quickly, so as not to make mistakes when you get the ceremony. Dao Meng saw that Gongliang's spirit was good, so he urged.

After taking the pill, Gongliang has indeed recovered his state.

Seeing him urging, he continued to practice.

For several days, he was locked up in the temple by the elders, and he was not allowed to leave until he had mastered the drumming, and it was only a few days before the festival.