Early the next morning, Song Fan and Song Xuan got up and prepared to beat the rumored Climbing Drum.
"Brother Song, do you want to think about it again?" Shen Xiuya looked worried.
"No need, Brother Shen, please lead the way." Song Fan waved his hand boldly, with a feeling of risk-taking.
Shen Xiuya nodded and led Song Fan and the two of them to the place where the Climbing Drum was.
The Climbing Heaven Drum was set up in front of the Guhua Palace. It was a rather large heavy drum. The drum surface was as big as a wall. It was made of special materials. At least a warrior with true Qi realm cultivation could hit it. You have to move. If someone beats the Sky Drum, the deep sound of the drum can be heard by half of Yancheng.
When Song Fan saw the Climbing Drum, he couldn't help but shook his head. Since no one had played the Climbing Drum for a long time, the surface of the Climbing Drum had been covered with a thick layer of dust and the drumsticks were rusty. .
On both sides of the Climbing Drum, two guards from the palace stood listlessly and without much energy.
Song Fan and others stepped forward.
"Hey, what do you want to do? This is the Climbing Heavenly Drum. Don't let anyone else come near it." A guard guarding the Climbing Heavenly Drum said. He still had to do some face-saving work.
Another guard also looked at Song Fan and others with a puzzled expression.
"Beat the heavenly drum." Song Fan's answer was simple.
The two guards were stunned when they heard this. Are you kidding? They have been guarding the Climbing Drum for so long, and no one has ever hit the Climbing Drum.
"Are you sure you're not joking?" The guard who asked the question before spoke again, looking at Song Fan with disbelief.
Song Fan walked forward directly and confirmed what he said with his actions. He picked up the heavy drumstick, and with the zhenqi in his body running at high speed, he hit the Climbing Drum hard.
"Bang!"
A low drum sound suddenly sounded, centered on the palace, and spread far away, resounding above the huge Yancheng.
Many people in Yancheng heard the low sound of drums, stopped, put down their work, and looked surprised on their faces.
"Someone actually beats the Heavenly Drum!" An unprecedented sense of surprise spread throughout Yancheng.
No one has beaten the Climbing Drum for many years. Today, someone beat the Climbing Drum. The people in Deyan City were very surprised and eager to know who beat the Climbing Drum.
Countless people rushed towards the palace, wanting to see who was beating the heavenly drum.
The two guards guarding the Climbing Drum also became excited and looked at Song Fan as if they were looking at rare animals.
This kind of gaze made Song Fan very uncomfortable.
"What? Isn't the Sky Drum set up just for people to hit? Is there anything wrong?" Song Fan asked calmly.
"Nothing, nothing." The two guards replied quickly, completely different from their previous listless appearance. After all, whoever was guarding a broken drum that no one was playing day and night would not be able to cheer up.
Not long after, a burly middle-aged man flew out of the palace, looked at Song Fan and others with sharp eyes, and asked, "Who beat the Climbing Drum?"
"My lord, it was he who beat the drum!" A guard pointed at Song Fan and replied respectfully.
"Boy, what a courage!"
The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Song Fan, he praised him, and then said: "In that case, come with me." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and flew towards the palace.
Song Fan followed the instructions and flew high into the sky, following behind the middle-aged man.
"Fan'er, be careful." Song Xuan's concerned voice came from behind.
Song Fan waved his hand without looking back, signaling to Song Xuan and others not to worry.
"Boy, you are the only one who has hit the heavenly drum in the past five years. I wish you good luck." The two flew in tandem, and the middle-aged man said slowly, and he was equally surprised.
"Thank you." Song Fan replied.
Soon, the two landed in a heavily guarded place in the palace.
Many guards from the palace gathered around, looking at the middle-aged man and Song Fan with doubts in their eyes.
"This is the warrior who beats the heavenly drum." The middle-aged man introduced.
After hearing the middle-aged man's words, the guards in the palace retreated one by one.
The middle-aged man led Song Fan through the many guards, and finally stopped in front of a heavy wooden door. There was a plaque hanging on the wooden door with three big characters written on it, Wooden Puppet Pass.
"Woodpuppet Pass?"
Looking at the three big characters on the plaque, Song Fan was quite puzzled and asked, "What does this mean?"
"You'll know after you go in," the middle-aged man said.
Song Fan said calmly: "I want to meet the king of the Guhua Dynasty."
"His Majesty the King, he is waiting for you behind the wooden gate." The middle-aged man replied.
Song Fan nodded, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and strode into the wooden gate.
Behind the heavy wooden door is a long dark tunnel.
Song Fan walked slowly in the tunnel, very vigilant. At the same time, all his spiritual power surged out of his body, observing the surroundings.
Although Song Fan has not yet completely refined Tianfeng's remnant soul, his mental power at this time is more than ten times stronger than before, and his mental power can be released more than ten meters from the body.
It was very quiet in the dark tunnel.
Until Song Fan walked out of the tunnel, nothing unexpected happened. This situation made Song Fan suspicious.
Although he didn't know the meaning of the three words Mupuguan, Song Fan thought that this should be a test for the Guhua royal family. It couldn't be so calm. Wasn't it said that those who beat the heavenly drum would have a narrow escape?
After walking out of the dark tunnel, Song Fan's eyes were filled with light. Looking around, he saw that this was a rather large open space, and at the other end of the open space, there was also a wooden door with a plaque hanging on it and the words "Exit" written on it.
"You came to the exit so easily?" Song Fan frowned, obviously not believing that he passed the wooden gate so easily. He clearly did not encounter any danger.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Song Fan's expression changed and he subconsciously turned his body.
The next moment, a huge fist carrying ferocious force swept past the place where Song Fan was standing. If Song Fan hadn't dodged in time, he would have vomited blood and been seriously injured if the punch went down.
"What is this? A puppet?" Song Fan stood up straight. After seeing clearly what was attacking him, a strange look appeared on his face.
All he could see was a huge puppet, waving a huge fist, standing not far from Song Fan, its eyes fixed on Song Fan.
Obviously, it was this giant puppet that attacked Song Fan just now.
The giant puppet's feet stomped hard on the ground, and his body instantly rushed out, hitting Song Fan with a sharp punch.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing the giant puppet charging towards him, Song Fan let out a light scolding and slapped the palm with the same unreserved gesture. He was going to have a head-on confrontation with the giant puppet.
Song Fan was very confident in his own strength. Even a strong person in the Yin and Yang realm could not let him back down, let alone a giant puppet.