The Evil King's Favorite: The Wastewood Princess is going to defy the sky

Chapter 147 Strange Drum

Behind the red light is a stone room. As Xiao Lingran said, the walls of this stone room are all fire source stones. The fire source stones continuously radiate heat. After a while, Luoshui's whole body is soaked in sweat.

In the center of the stone room was a large shelf with a silver-white drum on it. The strange thing was that there was a hint of cold air on the drum, which was in stark contrast to the fire stones that filled the room.

Luo Shui touched the drum curiously, and saw that the drum was cold to the touch, like a big block of ice, even though Luo Shui withdrew her hand back, she still felt a chill running down the veins in her hand Entering the body, the coldness stretches all the way to the heart!

"Don't underestimate this drum. If I'm not wrong, this drum is made of the skin of a dragon, and there is a trace of the feeling when the dragon transformed into a dragon. If you understand it, you will not only improve your strength, but you can't tell. It's possible to realize a kind of profound art!" Qinghe came out of the dzi bead, touched the drum and said to Luoshui.

"This drum is really weird. The room is full of fire source stones, and the temperature in the room is so high, but this drum feels cold to the touch, like ice." Luo Shui said strangely.

"About 200 years ago," Qing He recalled, "There was a snow jiao in the extreme north. For some reason, this snow jiao swallowed a young dragon of the Dragon Clan and successfully transformed into a dragon, but then After being chased and killed by the Dragon Clan, he has been missing since then, but the jiao skin remained. At that time, this jiao skin was divided up by many people, and the little girl in Bingyun Palace had a jiao skin made of it. Armor, I didn't expect Gu Ye's royal family to be more concealed, and they even made Jiaopi into a drum."

Luo Shui looked it up curiously, then picked up the drumstick that was placed beside him and said, "Xiao Lingran said that if it wasn't for a predestined person, he wouldn't be able to hit the drumstick, but I don't think it's difficult to think about it, is it possible that this drum will be like Do profound practitioners exude coercion?"

After finishing speaking, Luo Shui took the drumstick and knocked it on the drum with some disdain. The drumstick did hit the drum, but there was no sound at all.

Looking at the circle of voice lines on the drum, Luo Shui frowned, but there was no drum sound!

This is the second drum that Xiao Lingran talked about. Unless it is a predestined person, no matter how you beat the drum, there will be no sound.

Has the order changed?

Luo Shui frowned, poured profound strength into the drumstick, and knocked down the drumstick again, but this time there was still no sound.

but……

Luo Shui saw that the voice prints on the drum surface were more intense than before, and Luo Shui thought about it.

After thinking for a while, Luo Shui picked up the drumstick again. This time she poured almost all her profound energy into the drumstick, and after knocking it down hard, she found that the voice lines on the drum surface were much more fluctuating than before. Ripples go out in circles, like a big stone thrown into the sea!
Luo Shui narrowed her eyes, this time she didn't use any profound strength, she just picked up the drumstick and tapped it lightly on the drum surface, the sound pattern on the drum surface was as she expected, with very little fluctuation, but the drum surface But there was a very slight hum, which was barely audible.

After trying this several times, Luo Shui sat cross-legged under the drum stand and began to meditate.

Qinghe didn't bother seeing Luoshui thinking, but looked at Luoshui with satisfaction, and then looked at the fire source stones around him. He was in a good mood. He wondered when his precious apprentice would find this drum What about the secret?
(End of this chapter)