He looked at He Junbei with a slanted look. Zhang Junbei put away his monster Qiankun bag, turned around and smiled, "Mr. He, I know that your sky-shaking hammer is the best drumming artifact. It can greatly increase the morale and combat power of the sergeant on the battlefield. Why don't you lend it to Yue Heng for use?"

He Junbei snorted unhappily: "Why should I lend him? Let him win?"

The officials sighed in their hearts and shook their heads.

The He family is all big-headed. It turns out that it is inherited. Zhang Junbei is obviously kind-hearted. Yue Heng wins, it can be said to be the credit of the Zhentian Hammer. Yue Heng loses, it can be said to be the credit of the Zhentian Hammer. Yue Heng and He Yong fight without hurting the harmony. What's wrong with a draw?

Wenzhangyuan heard this sarcastic answer, and the more he looked at He Junbei, the more angry he became. He slapped something on the table and said loudly: "Yue Heng! Take my Three Lives Stone!"

The civil servants were shocked and stood up one after another, stared at the Three Lives Stone, and asked in a panic: "Master Wen, do you actually have the Three Lives Stone?"

"Which symbol is above? Let me see, it is really a 'drum' symbol!"

"Mr. Wen, the Three Lives Stone is a priceless treasure. You are too..."

"I remembered that the last year, eighteen civil officials and generals from our Hong County went to the Chunan Monster Mountain Chakra, and Lord Wen and Mr. Zeng were in danger and almost came back. Could it be because of this Three Lives Stone?"

As soon as this statement was made, even the generals became surprised and suspicious. This Three Life Stone was actually related to the chakra of the Monster Mountain!

Yue Heng's heart was beating wildly. He remembered something that Min Xuhuai had told him when he was chatting in Xiling Tower just now.

When literati fight, they do not have to go to the front line of the battlefield to kill blood. Many times literati are auxiliary types interspersed in the army. For example, the "drum" literati can enhance the combat effectiveness and morale of the soldiers around literati. The army welcomes such literati very much, but literati with "drum" literati in the temple is particularly rare, and they are popular everywhere they go.

What should I do if a literati knows how to "drum" the syllable, but he wants to use the power of the syllable of the "drum" syllable?

The Three Lives Stone solves this problem. Under certain conditions, high-level literati can inject the power of the talismans in their bodies into certain carriers. The Three Lives Stone is the primary carrier. After the senior literati injects the power of the "drum" talisman, any literati can easily drive this stone and master the power of this talisman.

But this also has flaws. It is impossible for the literati world to implement this practice on a large scale. An important reason is that infusing the power of the talisman into a carrier like Sansheng Stone requires a very high price. It is rare for manufacturers and users to afford it.

The other is that the energy storage of the Three Lives Stone is not permanent. The Three Lives Stone releases about one-third of the magic power at one time. After three times, the Three Lives Stone will be destroyed and become a useless stone.

The last defect is the most fatal. As time goes by, even if the Three Live Stone has never been used, the power of the Talisman inside will disappear on its own in the short time. It will lose one third of the amount in one year, and it will be completely useless in three years.

In addition to the Three Lives Stones, there are better five-color stones, seven-color stones, and even the rumored Nine Identities. However, they can only be used a few more times to make the power of the talisman pass faster and can only bear the power of the talisman infusing the advanced talisman.

Wenzhangyuan threw the Three Lives Stone to Yue Heng, and the reluctance was obvious and his eyes turned red.

His voice trembled a little, and he recalled painfully: "Mr. Zeng is Wen's best friend. He has been with him for thirty years. In order to save me the Monster Mountains the next year, he exchanged his life for this Three Life Stone and the ‘drum’ talisman. Wen has never used it before and has always kept it in mind!"

Everyone was in awe of awe. It turned out that there was such a painful past in Wenzhangyuan, and the fall of Mr. Zeng in the palace was actually such a truth.

Wenzhangyuan came over, looked at Yue Heng's eyes, and said word by word: "Although it is very precious, it is not as strong as the firm literary heart of our literati, nor as strong as the tenacity of our literati. This is also a portrayal of Mr. Zeng's life. I believe that his spirit in heaven will support you! Yue Heng, today you represent the glory of all literati in Hong County. You only allow victory, not defeat!"

Yue Heng felt the anger of Wenzhangyuan and also had a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

Literature should not be such a low-key profession, literati should have the strongest spirit, and literati will never be despised!

"Mr. Xie Wen gave the stone! Mr. Xie Zeng blesses the Spirit of Heaven!"

Yue Heng lowered his head, raised the Three Livestone containing the "drum" talisman on his head, and said loudly: "Respect all literati! Literatures will win!"

"A literati will win!"

"A literati will win!"

All the literati in the audience supported each other, with a rainbow of momentum and awesomeness!

Even those neutral craftsmen and officials expressed their support, and literati have pride, firm literary hearts and arrogance forever!

Yue Heng held the Three Lives Stone of the "drum" talisman and said contemptuously to the stunned He Yong and He Junbei: "Then the student will be ugly!"

He Junbei immediately shouted: "Slow down! It's unfair for you to do this!"

Yue Heng asked back: "Has He Yong never used martial soul skills?"

He Yong immediately argued loudly: "That is the skill I obtained after I awaken my martial soul, but you use other people's skills!"

Wenzhangyuan shouted angrily: "Only the battlefield is to kill monsters, who cares about which power you use!"

Yue Heng laughed: "Very good, then I don't need the 'drum' charm! Today, this song "Farewell My Concubine" is the first time I'm singing. If it's another war song that lingers around the beam, without the help of the 'drum' charm, the effect will be greatly reduced! Oh, ah, thank you Mr. He for reminding me, I might as well give up immediately. Anyway, my war songs have the greatest bonus to you warriors. You warriors don't like me, so why should I sing it? Master, please inform everyone of Su that there is no need to sing "Mulan Poetry" and "Who Says Women Are Not As Good as Men", why not sing it? Mr. He doesn't like it... Wenzhangyuan, Sansheng Stone is back to you, I'll prepare to bow and apologize to every warrior..."

Everyone was stunned. Yue Heng really left without leaving any time to react. He directly ordered the class master, musician and others to withdraw the guys, and even Su Weiwei's finale program asked to withdraw.

Several civil officials secretly applauded that this was a retreat to advance, forcing He Yong and the others to fall into a dilemma.

If you agree to use "drum", Yue Heng's song will be greatly improved with the blessing of the "drum" talisman of the Three Livestone, and ordinary songs may also become war songs, and He Yong and the others will definitely lose.

If you don’t agree to the use of “drums”, everyone in the audience will disagree!

Especially many officials and families have heard of the story of Mulan, a strange woman. Today's finale of the celebration banquet is the song "Who Says Women Are Not As Good as Men". In previous years, the families who were too lazy to attend the celebration banquet came to it deliberately today. As a result, they might not be able to hear such a farce. How can this be done?

"Okay, the second boy of the He family, do you really think of yourself as a human being, right?" An old lady stood up angrily, holding her dragon-headed stick, and almost knocking on He Junbei's head, scaring him backwards repeatedly.

"Ah! Mrs. Wang, I really don't mean that..."

"If you dare to say a little nonsense again, I will call the concubines you secretly raised outside and kill them to your main house or not?"

"Oh, Sister Ma, I have been preparing for war in the army for eleven months a year, so how can I afford to maintain seven, eight or nine rooms..."

"He Dawang, if you dare to fart again, let us throw away the baptism of the war song and be careful not to see the sun tomorrow!"

"Brother Hai, am I wronged me? I didn't say anything!"

Several people couldn't wait to jump out and force He Junbei and He Yong to express their opinions, letting go of the entanglement of the Three Lives Stone.

Yue Heng still ignored it and pretended to walk backstage.

I am unhappy today, willful and don’t want to sing anymore, why are you?

The neutral factions and their families were so anxious that they kept him loudly. Several powerful people were afraid that Yue Heng would not hear him. They attacked him so fiercely. He Yong screamed. The wives of several old generals rushed He Junbei to run around with their heads in their arms and beg for mercy.

Suddenly a figure flashed out and stopped in front of Yue Heng. He looked closely and saw that it was Wen Xinyue, who was in a powerful warrior costume, and couldn't help but whisper. She hadn't seen her for a long time, so she still missed her.

Wen Xinyue whispered: "Enough..."

Yue Heng turned his head and saw the little eyes of Wenzhangyuan staring at this side. He understood that Wen Xinyue must have seen his father's hint and came forward to try to keep him.

Looking at Wen Xinyue's face, she also had an expression of expectation and admiration, as if she was saying "I want to hear it too", Yue Heng was quite proud.

"Do you really want to listen to me singing?" Yue Heng raised his eyebrows, which was quite a touching and dramatic meaning.

Wen Xinyue's face turned red, and suddenly she remembered Su Weiwei's talking eyes for no reason, and her heart was filled with sourness. She glared at Yue Heng fiercely, but she was still reluctant to say the harsh words of rejection, so she could only red her eyes, nodded, turned her face to the side and stopped looking at him.

Yue Heng misunderstood and thought she was embarrassed.

Since that's the case, then I won't be pretentious and sing!

"Okay, headmaster, come back, Mr. Ji, Miss Ying, musicians, you will finish the show early after singing!"

Yue Heng stood in front of the chair again, and when the musicians stood up, he also came to the war drum.

A group of people were trying desperately to squeeze near the chairman's seat, so much so that even Mr. Cui had no place to sit.

Everyone stood up, facing Yue Heng, Ji Cong and others. This is the best range of listening songs. If "Farewell My Concubine" is really a war song, the martial soul turmoil and the talent of the Divine Palace here are the best, so of course they have to squeeze.

He Junbei's Sky-Shocking Hammer was secretly sent by someone, but he and He Yong still couldn't stand it. They stood aside with a group of powerful factions and looked at Yue Heng and Ji Cong unhappily.
Chapter completed!