I want to ask the tripod

On the three stands in the entire square, everyone was watching. At this moment, there was a quietness, and the drum sound echoed, surrounding it. The drum sound contained a sense of sorrow, brewing a kind of wound, secreting into the hearts of everyone, and evoking memories and aftertastes like autumn wind and fallen leaves.

Even the demon generals in Wanzhang Square were silent.

A sublimation of artistic conception, like a trickle of water flowing into people's hearts and touching the depths of the soul.

Wang Lin's hand was always stopped on the demon drum. The drum sounded, conveying his way to heaven and earth at this moment.

Scenes of acquaintance with Li Muwan...

Loneliness for seven hundred years...

The century-old staying together in the illusion of the Tianyun Sect...

The Decline Walking on the Streets of the Demon Land...

All this stopped when I accidentally heard the sound of the piano floating when the pleasure boat on the river approached!

The sound of the piano is heard, and the months I stayed cleansed my soul and sublimated the thoughts of Tao.

The sound of the piano woman's piano player was integrated with the drum sound at this moment. With the bridge of Wang Lin's heart, he resonated with the sound of the drum with his hand, spreading the sadness that had been hidden deep in Wang Lin's heart since Li Muwan left.

The drum sounds circling in this square, and the people around them were even shed tears in silence. They were inspired by the drum sound and immersed in the inner world. The past events appeared in their hearts.

Everyone has a story. This story is buried in the heart, but there is a kind of power that can make the story buried in the heart emerge. This power is a kind of resonance power.

At this moment, Wang Lin conveyed everything he felt when he heard the sound of the piano that day at the moment when Wang Lin was ringing the drum.

Among the demon generals, Mo Lihai showed memories in his eyes. Not only him, but even Shi Xiao had a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Except for the only person, this person is Mo Fei, and his expression is dull. This dullness can even be said to be cold at this moment. The sorrow in the drum sounds seemed to have no resonance for him.

The drums stopped at some point, and it lasted for a long time before someone woke up one after another.

When they woke up, except for those demon generals and a very small number of people, most of them showed shock. When they woke up, they found that they were already in tears.

Deputy Supervisor Xuan stared at Wang Lin beside the demon drum in a daze. He sighed softly, and the complex color in his eyes gradually disappeared, and replaced by a sense of admiration!

"The drum sound conveys my thoughts... Maybe he is the one who has been waiting for countless years for His Majesty the Demon Emperor... In this drum sound, my cultivation level that I had been in a long time has actually loosened..."

Among the demon coaches, except for Tian Shuai, the other people looked at Wang Lin differently, but one thing was the same, that was shock!

No one in this place knows better than them, the meaning of drum sounds representing the sound!

This is a state of mind!

Tianshuai's eyes were like lightning. He looked at Wang Lin in the distance, and the turbid color in his eyes had already disappeared.

"Is his name Wang Lin..."

Wang Lin gently raised his right hand, and he looked around. At this moment, he was noticed by everyone.

His eyes fell on the man with golden armor.

The man in the golden armor no longer had a gloomy face, but a pale look. He stared at Wang Lin in a daze, unable to speak for a long time. Today, the monk in front of him brought him too much shock!

From the beginning of the continuous ringing for five times, the face remained unchanged, and his body was as majestic as a huge peak, until he rang three times again and chased Mo Fei! Then the ninth and tenth echoed, especially in the tenth eaves, Wang Lin was forced to retreat.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, he thought it was the end, but now he realized that all this had just begun!

The eleventh drum sounded in his shock!

If the drum sound was like the first ten, then he would not be so shocked. However, the eleventh sound was a drum to convey thoughts. The man in the golden armor asked himself that he could not do it!

This has little to do with cultivation, but a state of mind! A state of mind, a sublimation of the soul!

Everything that happened today is unforgettable for the man in golden armor. At this moment, he actually had the idea of ​​not wanting to look at Wang Lin's eyes, which was very strong.

"Fifteen strokes, you broke your arm, right?" Wang Lin said softly. His voice was not loud, but at this moment, everyone could hear it clearly.

The man with golden armor had a numb scalp. He would rather go forward and fight Wang Lin directly, or even be willing to use his powerful magical powers to fight Wang Lin than face the question that Yu Wei was still there just after Gu Yin preached.

Wang Lin did not have time to answer the golden armored man. He withdrew his gaze and swept over the stands around for the first time. The appearances of the waiters appeared one by one in his eyes. These people chose to avoid his gaze.

Among the deputy commanders, Tian, ​​Xuan, Huang, Yu, Zhou and Huang, six people, followed Wang Lin's gaze and avoided them one by one. Only one person had a clear light in his eyes and met Wang Lin's gaze.

This person is the Deputy Commander Xuan. His eyes are clear. When he looks at Wang Lin, he reveals a hint of emotion. He raises his hands and clasps his fists at Wang Lin!

Wang Lin nodded slightly and looked away. This time, he looked at the eight demon coaches and swept them one by one. All the demon coaches looked at him, and they seemed to see many differences in their eyes.

The moment Tian Shuai said in Wang Lin's view, for the first time.

"Wang Lin, I remember your name!"

Among the demon generals, they avoided Wang Lin's gaze, but Shi Xiao roared lowly and forced himself to not avoid it, and collided with Wang Lin's gaze.

A trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, but this fighting spirit was directly ignored when Wang Lin looked away.

Wang Lin's eyes, the last place he stayed, was Mo Fei!

This man always looked cold and looked at Wang Lin coldly.

Withdrew his gaze, Wang Lin closed his eyes, and his right hand gently pressed on the demon drum. The sound of the drum was no longer his purpose at this moment!

At the moment when the drums were preaching, Wang Lin had never felt the call of the title of the title for the first time before! He touched the edge of the title!

"I want to win the championship!" Wang Lin's eyes were not open, but at this moment, his whole body burst out with a strong sense of confidence!

His right hand was placed on the demon drum.

"Dong...Dong..." His right hand did not move, but the sound of drums suddenly echoed! It turned into thunder and fell on the earth!

The sorrow in the drum sounds became stronger than the other, and the two consecutive drum sounds made the thunder contain sadness.

"It's still a little short..." Wang Lin said softly. The moment his voice fell, a "bang" sound came from the demon drum again!

Three drums sound! The twelfth, thirteenth, and fourteenth drums sounded the heaven and earth!

The sound of the drum merged into a shock that was several times stronger than before. Following the demon drum and Wang Lin's right hand, he rushed directly into his body.

At this moment, almost everyone heard a sound, which was a burst of bangs coming from Wang Lin's body. The sound was crisp and not as good as the sound of nature, but in the ears of the people around him, it made everyone feel a sense of comfort that seemed to come from the bone marrow.

Drops of black liquid came out from Wang Lin's hair all over his body.

"Wash the marrow!" A splendid light burst out in Tianshuai's eyes, which contained unprecedented appreciation!

"This is the real marrow cleaning. The previous time, I just washed away the fur!"

The other demon coaches looked at Wang Lin and even had a strong sense of jealousy. No one understood better than them why this demon drum became the second only creature in Tian Yao County after Longtan!

In the dragon pond, there are the spirits of ancient demons, the way of preaching and transformation, and they are the honor of heaven and earth!

This demon drum is made of the skin of the ancient demon and contains the power of the ancient demon. It is even rumored that demon emperors of all dynasties have beaten this demon drum with the inheritance method, which can pull out the power of the ancient demon, thereby protecting the glory of Tian Yao County for thousands of years!

Using the power of ancient demons to cleanse marrow, this is a qualification that only the imperial clan in Tian Yao County can possess. Outsiders can only be given marrow cleaning unless they make great contributions.

Before taking office, every demon general will be given a chance to beat the demon drum. The reward contained in it is actually marrow washing.

But whether you can cleanse your marrow depends on your own practice.

The three drums turned into a powerful impact, wandering wildly in Wang Lin's body, washing his body, which was already almost free of impurities, again.

"Fourteen strokes..." The man in the golden armor looked paler.

The people around the square, except for the man in golden armor, seemed to have forgotten this matter. They were immersed in the sound of sounds and the aftermath in their bodies.

This is the sound of marrow cleaning!

When a marrow cleanser is washed, the sound emitted from the body can cause the listener to oscillate after waves in the body, resulting in a fluctuation that is second to the marrow cleanser.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, and all the impurities in his body were washed away by the sound of drums. At this moment, he seemed to have the illusion that his body was about to be sucked away by the sky. He looked at the demon drum, his eyes clear.

"I, Wang Lin, have been practicing Taoism for seven hundred years, and the artistic conception has been perfected in the body, but I have not achieved the reason for winning the title. I know. I have won the title... Although my artistic conception has entered the body, my heart of Tao has not been perfect. It turns out... deep in my heart, there is always a trace of sadness, a trace of wound, and a seal...

When Li Muwan died, my artistic conception and sublimation were realized and entered my body... But Wan'er became a trace of my obsession...

Therefore, when I hear the piano sound of the woman playing the piano, I feel sad and resonate... If I listen to the piano sound for a hundred years, when the piano sound grows old and dies, I will completely realize that the sorrow in my heart will pass away with the sound of the piano sound... Only a mark is left and blended into my soul...

But today, with this drum, I have been in a short period of time, as if I have experienced a hundred years of passing. I have integrated all my sorrows into the drum. When there is no more sorrow in my heart and the heart of Tao is perfect, I will achieve the goal..."

Wang Lin raised his right hand and then gently fell down. For a brief moment when he fell down, his thoughts and all the sadness of Li Muwan in his heart emerged, and he pressed the demon drum with this palm.
Chapter completed!