The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

Dark clouds cover the vast sky.

A strong wind blew through the vast mountains.

In the square on the mountainside, there is a pot of medicinal soup, and the medicinal fragrance is being swept away by the strong wind and scattered between heaven and earth.

"It's finished."

Bai Mo sat next to the alchemy furnace on a fishing lounge chair and announced the results.

From near to far in the square, hundreds of fox apprentices, fiery red figures, immediately jumped up and down, cheering and celebrating!

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Some of them are carrying small shovels, some are holding small copper pots, and some are holding fire sticks!

Underfoot, there are peeled skins from medicinal herbs, smashed shells, or dripping medicinal juices!

At this time, they formed a circle and jumped up and down, as if they had just completed a complicated project, but also like they were holding a primitive ceremony!

Bai Mo grinned, showing his white teeth.

The apprentices' medicine refining skills are getting better and better. With their help, this smoked face soup can be completed.

"For such a big project, what will the ancient immortals do if they don't have a fox apprentice?"

Bai Mo thought for a moment.

"Oh yes, they have slaves and companions. They are enough to support such a large-scale project.

"But what should the immortal cultivators in this world do?"

Bai Mo thought for a moment and suddenly realized that he seemed to have thought about this question before and already had the answer.

"They don't have this problem...because they don't need to make such a complicated medicine."

Divine consciousness is like an invisible wind, spreading out from the acupoint between the eyebrows and going to the alchemy furnace.

Seeing that in the alchemy furnace, the medicinal soup had condensed into a fist-sized, round drop, milky white, with a hazy texture.

When his consciousness moved again, the medicinal soup flew out of the alchemy furnace, flew through the air, and landed in Bai Mo's hand.

It feels cool and soft, like a water balloon.

"Okay, this part is done."

Counting the time, the volcanic smoke sponge in this world has just been completed.

He raised his head and said to his disciples.

"wait me back."

As soon as he finished speaking, white mist rose under his feet, and he took the fishing chair under him and the medicinal soup water ball in his hand to the real world.

…

call……

In this world, it is night, and the sky is full of stars and moon.

At an altitude of 20,000 meters, a strong wind blew.

The fire toad balloon is hidden in the clouds, gently swaying and trembling.

Suddenly, a fishing deck chair appeared on the back of the balloon, Bai Mo sitting on the chair, and the potion ball in Bai Mo's hand.

"Well, this is my first time in such a high place."

call……

With the cold wind blowing in the night sky, Bai Mo was lying on the fishing lounge chair, crossing his legs and tightening his clothes slightly.

Looking up, there is a sapphire blue sky, a round moon, and a bright sea of ​​stars.

Looking down, I saw a vast sea of ​​clouds, flowing in the strong wind, revealing the undulating mountains and forests below.

"Sponge... we'll have to wait a little longer."

…

High in the sky, on the top of the small volcano, engineers were debugging equipment overnight.

"Is the configuration still not good?

"What's going on?

"Damn these outsourcers, they created a rubbish system, the interface is so damn stupid...

"Is there something wrong with the data given by Lao Wang?"

In the main control room, Tie Shiba bent over in front of the computer screen, his brows furrowed and his face ugly.

"How long have you been procrastinating and you still can't get it done?"

The engineers next to him all looked embarrassed.

"This...you have to try it slowly."

"We'll give Professor Wang a call tomorrow morning."

Tie Shiba stood up and frowned.

"Wait a minute!

"Right now!"

The secretary next to him looked embarrassed.

"Do you want to make a call now? Professor Wang has already taken a rest."

Tie Shiba shook his head.

"What a bullshit call. I couldn't understand it on the phone.

“Find a helicopter, go to his house, and pick him up for me!

“Do it immediately!

"In half an hour, I want to see others!"

…

A lava lake not far away.

A hand quietly emerged, and the eyes in the palm of the hand looked around, and the eyeballs were dripping, reflecting the wisps of green smoke coming out of the volcanic lake... Yes, it was observing the green smoke.

After a while, it froze for a moment, as if it had obtained some result or made some determination.

It lies flat in the magma.

Just like an ordinary hand of flesh and blood, it caught fire and smoke in the magma, was burned, blackened, dried, burned to black ash, and burned to blue smoke.

The green smoke burned by this hand was mixed with the original green smoke of the volcano, rising towards the night sky and high into the sky, soaring upward with the night wind!

…

In a dream, a shady cave.

Wang Yuanbao squatted beside him, watching his master pull out documents and a pile of stone slabs and copper plates.

“…Volcanic smoked sponges, the finished texture varies depending on the sponge and the volcano.

"If broken down, there are a total of one hundred and thirty-four changes...

"No, that's not right.

"Most of the 134 types are recorded in the literature, but as far as I can see, there are 167 types in total based on texture, texture, smell, and feel.

"He can't be sure, he can't tell..."

Wang Yuanbao was standing by, looking puzzled.

"Master, what are you mumbling about?"

Master finally came out of the shadow of his broken hand, and he has been talking about it these days... Wang Yuanbao is very worried about Master's mental state.

But he saw Ancient Immortal Bee raising his head and grinning.

"Hahaha, nothing, nothing."

…

Twenty thousand meters in the air.

Behind the fire toad balloon.

Bai Mo was sitting on a fishing lounge chair, holding a medicinal glutinous rice ball in his left hand, and waving gently with his right hand. The newly refined sponge flew out from under the belly of the fire toad balloon, crossed an arc, and flew into his right hand.

This sponge is about the size of your palm, has a thick texture, and feels cotton-soft. Holding it in your hand is like holding another person's hand.

"here we go."

The use of smoked face soup is very special and is very different from other medicines.

But Bai Mo used the sponge in his right hand to dip the medicinal soup in his left hand, and then wiped it on his face.

The sponge was getting closer and closer to his face, almost touching the corner of his jaw and entering the blind spot of his field of vision.

At this moment, the shape of the sponge was quietly changing, with outlines and bumps appearing, secretly deforming into a...slender and old hand.

Astonishingly, it was the hand of an ancient immortal that burned up in the magma, turned into blue smoke and rose to the sky, and was reborn with the help of a sponge. At this time, it was about to touch Bai Mo's face!

At this moment, Bai Mo murmured to himself, and the words he spoke could only be heard by the wind whistling high in the sky.

"...Volcanic smoke sponges, there are one hundred and thirty-four common forms in the literature.

"There are also ancient immortals who have summarized one hundred and sixty-seven types.

"There are also ancient immortals, which can be summarized into three hundred and sixty-five types.

"But... in my opinion, this thing does not need to be considered so complicated at all. The texture, touch, color, smell, texture... can all be ignored. Looking at its essence, eliminating the false and retaining the true, it can be classified into seven categories. kind.

“My smoky sponge is actually layered?

“The last layer belongs to the third type, the normal form.

"The previous layer is very confusing. The texture, texture, touch, color... are all similar, but in essence, it does not belong to one of the seven types, but it has been manipulated."

The hand protruding from the sponge could not hear Bai Mo's words, and the five fingers were slightly bent at this moment! Use force! The tendons in my hands were tense fiercely! There was ferocity in the fingertips, and he was about to touch Bai Mo's face...

Silently, I touched it.

But what he touched was not Bai Mo's face.

Instead, it was a bronze mask that was covered in white ink.

The mask's expression was still crying, and black, dirty fire was still burning on one side of the mask.

The moment the hand in the sponge came into contact with the mask, the black flames immediately twisted into one stream and jumped onto the sponge like a poisonous snake! Wrap the fingers in the sponge, bite the palm in the sponge!

"very good."

The mask was clean, and the mask's expression returned to a smiling face.

The emerald green fire cuts the sponge silently, instantly cutting away the contaminated parts, leaving only the correct and pure layer.

Bai Mo held the mask, medicinal soup floating beside him, held a pure sponge, controlled the fire toad balloon, and flew away with a "swishing" sound in an instant, facing the night wind, and flew to the distant sky with bright stars.

Only the contaminated sponge palm wrapped in black flames was left floating here alone, being carried by the night wind and falling downwards.

call……

Black flames exploded!

Click...

This hand seemed to be aware of the abnormality and began to twist and struggle. The sponge body actually made the sound of struggling joints!

The wrinkles and age spots on the hands quickly twisted, flowed, and even arranged to form a complicated rune... But it was useless, it couldn't stop the black flame!

The hand of the ancient immortal who was reborn through the sponge was irresistibly ignited. No matter wrinkles, age spots or reorganized runes, they were all ignited without distinction!

call……

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, this sponge hand is burning and expanding at the same time, gradually swelling like a balloon!

Bang!

The loud noise resounded through the night sky. It exploded and turned into a dirty black fire cloud in the sky. It spread over the Xiling Mountains and was blown away by the night wind. Finally, it disappeared invisible between the sky and the earth. .

…

Dreamland, in a cool cave.

Bee Ancient Immortal was sitting on the bedside, looking at his broken wrist, feeling filled with emotion.

Pay a huge price to send this hand out of the dream!

And found a perfect opportunity to let it enter the volcanic smoke sponge.

“Anyone who can use that thing is Sequence Seven.

"No way, I can have one more Sequence Seven puppet.

"With this puppet here, my chances of escaping from birth and returning to this world will be even greater!"

He and that hand have been completely cut off.

Letting go of this hand is like dropping an unknown chess piece on a chessboard, not knowing when it will be used.

But he smiled ferociously, filled with hope.

The opportunities to make a living in this world are too few and far between. What's more, the timing and location of his move were once in a lifetime!

Wang Yuanbao, the little fat man next to him, looked at his master and suddenly spoke.

"Master, why are you giggling?

"Is there anything good?"

I lost my hand two days ago and the master has been very depressed.

Now the master's ugly face started to smile stupidly again.

Could it be that he was stunned by the stimulation?

Shouldn't you smoke it?

The little fat man stepped forward and touched Master's chest.

Snapped!

Bee Ancient Immortal knocked off the little fat man's hand.

"What are you doing!

"Why are you still using your hands and feet? Can you show more respect to Master You?"

The little fat man retracted his hands and smiled.

But I listened to the master's serious words.

“Recently, pay attention to the news about the Xiling small volcano.

“Well… not necessarily.

"Anyway, keep an eye on it and tell Master if there is any."

The little fat man nodded and remembered.

…

Xiling Mountains.

Glade, camping tent.

The man wearing an outdoor jacket put down his binoculars and was stunned.

"What was that in the sky just now?

"It's not cigarettes, is it?

"Is it a cloud? Or a fire? Black?"

That big blob left such a deep impression on him.

It was obviously something floating in the sky and blown away by the wind, but for some reason, the impression it left on him was... dirty!

The companion next to me had already used a Polaroid to print out the photo he had just taken.

"Look, this is it."

Several people came over and saw that the scene just now could not be reproduced in the photo. At first glance, it looks like the photo has been smudged.

"It won't work, so forget it."

…

A hidden hilltop.

Two men in black sportswear, hidden in the canopy of trees, raised their heads and saw the black fire clouds floating in the sky from a distance.

"What it is?"

Their voices trembled slightly.

At a glance, the filthy black fire clouds were blown away by the strong wind, revealing a clear sea of ​​stars.

They have never seen this scene before and cannot understand it!

"Forget it, let's go!

"I now somewhat believe that Su Yaoyao may really be on the line with the boss of Xizhou.

"The arms factory of the committee has a lot to do with the boss of Xizhou. The water is too deep for us to get involved or plot."

After the words fell, the two nodded, turned and left, disappearing into the vast forest.

…

The top of a small volcano.

In the main control room, beside Tie Shiba, the female secretary was looking sad.

"Commissioner, Professor Wang has already boarded the plane.

"His student called and said that the professor crawled out of bed, was very angry, and was not in a good mood at the moment.

"Do you want to pick him up off the plane in person?

"Can you calm him down?"

Tie Shiba said matter-of-factly while looking at the computer screen and operating the control software.

"Why should I pick him up?

"Of course you pick it up.

"The old man is very angry at night. You go pick him up and get scolded by him first to calm him down. I'll show up again and talk to him about the project in a harmonious way and let him help us solve the problem. It's just right.

"go quickly."

The secretary twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking "Mom sells batches" a thousand times in his mind, but he couldn't say it out loud.

He had no choice but to nod and walk out of the main control room door.

The night wind was cold, so she tightened her clothes.

When I raised my head, I saw that today's starry sky was exceptionally clear, and the sea of ​​bright stars was swaying like water waves.

"The stars are crumbling, the sky is like a dome, and people are drunk. Is this what you are talking about?"

Inexplicably, the small volcano tonight made her feel very at ease.

It seems that there are no potential threats and hidden dangers, no sneaky things hiding in the dark, and only the business that is about to start is left.

“It’s his grandma’s fault. If you get scolded, just get scolded.

“Anyway, there won’t be any missing pieces of meat.

"Our journey is in the sea of ​​stars!"

…

High in the sky, the fire toad balloon floated back again.

Bai Mo was sitting on the fishing lounge chair, behind the balloon, with a sponge in one hand and medicinal soup in the other, dipping the medicinal soup into his face and smearing it.

"Kind of like skin lotion."

Cheeks are refreshing and cool.

Every time you apply it, you can feel that your pores are opened and your senses are opened, as if this face can feel every movement of the wind in the air.

Of course, this is all incidental... What smoked face soup really strengthens is spiritual awareness! It is the induction and prediction of danger!

Not long after, all the skin care lotion was applied, and the sponge turned into dregs, useless, and was scattered with white ink into the night sky.

Bai Mo felt that the spiritual platform was clear and bright, and his spiritual sense had never been so powerful!

"well?"

He has a strange sense of spirituality.

It turned out to be the bronze mask that had just been purified in his pocket, shaking.

What do you want with this mask?

Bai Mo was about to take it out to take a look, but felt that the pocket suddenly became lighter and emptier, and the mask disappeared.

"What the hell?

"This ungrateful thing, I just helped it purify it, and it's going to run away?"

Thanks to Chen Paopao for the tip~