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

At noon.

The windows of the office are open, letting in the cool autumn breeze and carrying away the aroma of the hot pot.

On the coffee table, an electric mandarin duck pot is bubbling "Gurgling"!

One side is red oil, the other side is mushroom soup.

Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu were sitting around the pot, rinsing the slices of meat. Their mouths were full of oil and their brows were sweating profusely. They were enjoying themselves.

"Hey, this hot pot takeout is much better than yesterday's sushi.

“It’s so enjoyable!”

Fang Xiaoyu wiped the red oil from the corner of her mouth and looked up at the black ears.

She never thought that foxes could also use chopsticks?

Moreover, it is very easy to use, and it can quickly cook a batch of vegetables. Not only can it get a full bowl of meat slices, gluten, louvers, and meatballs for itself, but it can also get a bowl full of white ink bowls.

"Oh, fish it slowly, it's enough to eat."

Bai Mo took a beef tendon pill and touched his apprentice's head.

Black Ear smiled happily.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Holding the bowl, he rubbed his head against Master's hand.

While Bai Mo was eating, he would occasionally swipe the screen of his phone with the back of his hand to look at the Shexian Forum.

He is collecting information about knowledge vessels... Since Tian Xinghuo can discover this, maybe other ancient immortal disciples have also discovered it? Will it be uploaded to the forum accidentally?

On the homepage of the forum, there were many posts discussing mycelial healing patches and the report he gave.

[Mycelial healing patches cannot be distributed to pharmacies? Why don't you just buy whatever you need? 】

[Think too much, the cost of that thing is extremely high, not to mention ordinary pharmacies, even top-level hospitals are not worthy of it]

[Do you know how many branches the committee has now? How many immortal arts committee members are fighting or injured every day? That thing will be allocated to the committee as a priority]

【This is really white ink! He is my high school classmate! Ha ha ha ha! 】

[He is my college classmate! 】

[Can I ask him for an autograph? 】

[He rarely appears on campus now]

Click! Click!

But it was Black Ear who used his fox paw to knock hot pot eggs into the fungus soup pot.

Knock two in a row, one for it and one for the master.

In the boiling mushroom soup pot, the egg whites were just cooked. Black Ear picked up the colander and fished out a soft-boiled egg for his master and a soft-boiled egg for himself.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

It tilted its fat head, looked at Master, and grinned.

Although there is no such ingredient as eggs in Fox Mountain, foxes eat eggs and naturally know how to make them delicious!

Bai Mo touched his apprentice's fat neck, picked up the soft-boiled eggs with his chopsticks, and dipped his hairy belly into the soft-boiled eggs to eat.

"Hehe, not bad."

While eating, he entered the keyword "water tank" to search.

Unexpectedly, I actually found it!

Seventeen or eight posts, the earliest one was posted a year ago, and the latest one was posted half a month ago.

[My ancient immortal master may be a pervert, he likes to hold a water tank and say strange things]

Someone replied.

【What water tank? 】

[What weird thing? 】

The host replied.

[It’s just a water tank, a stone water tank, the workmanship is very clumsy, and there are some strange runes carved on the surface]

[I asked him what’s so great about this water tank? 】

[He said it was already amazing if it could hold water. Some people’s water tanks have holes in them when they are made, making it impossible to hold water]

[I don’t quite understand what he is talking about]

"oh?"

Bai Mo was thoughtful, and clicked on the poster's homepage, and found that the poster was an immortal magician, a forum veteran, and often shared the weird things of ancient immortals and the pain of being enslaved on the forum.

Then I clicked on the homepage of the person who replied and asked the question, and I saw that it was a Sanwu account. I only asked the question once, but it did not appear in the forum a second time.

Could this be... posting unintentionally and asking questions deliberately?

Those involved in immortals have no intention of posting, but the Secret Brain Office has the intention to ask questions?

Has the Secret Brain Office started collecting this messy information a year ago?

"That's right. Thousands of ancient immortals and hundreds of thousands of people involved in immortals can easily leak some information. Not to mention, there are also crazy and weird people among the ancient immortals."

Bai Mo continued to read down and read other posts.

Among the seventeen or eight posts, ten are really related to knowledge containers!

And for every one of them, there is an account from the Secret Brain Office asking questions and inducing answers.

Bai Mo read it roughly and understood in his heart.

“It turns out that this container of knowledge is indeed real, and it can be made into a container when you have complete self-consciousness.

“But there are different grades between containers.

"The worst thing is that after I mistakenly thought that I had reached Consummation, the remaining equipment that I had condensed could not hold anything at all.

“Ordinary, it’s this stone water tank with words carved on the surface.

“Looking at the discussions of these people, there are still very few geniuses who can condense a bronze tripod.

"So, the bronze tripod is the highest level container?"

Bai Mo ate a piece of meat, took a sip of the hawthorn juice next to him, licked the corners of his mouth, and frowned.

"My knowledge container is almost ready.

“What kind of grade can a container that has been made in half a month have?

"At least it won't leak, right?"

There was too little information, and he had no idea.

…

Under the towering sand peaks.

In a small medicine garden.

Buckets of medicinal materials were placed all over the floor.

Huang Sitong sat next to him, pointing with one finger and counting all the medicinal materials.

"Huangzhong plum, Tianming grass, Qiu Xuguo, toothbrush melon, triangular water chestnut, seven-leaf cinnamon...all the varieties are available!"

She looked at the triangle and the seven-leaf cinnamon.

"But these two types have just sprouted, and they are not old enough for the Huoshi Tang."

The ancient flowerpot immortal next to her touched her head and grinned.

"There is still a way, it's just a matter of paying a price."

The Ancient Flowerpot Immortal waved his hand gently to the open space next to him, and countless sequences of words spurted out from his sleeves. The bronze color was like a phantom, flying and circling like a butterfly, and condensed into a stone water tank in the open space.

"Master, help you improve the age of these two medicinal materials."

Huang Sitong frowned and was stunned for a moment to confirm that he heard correctly.

"Master, can the age of medicinal materials be improved using magic? Then let's work hard and take such a big risk..."

The Ancient Flowerpot Immortal gave a wry smile and waved his hand to Huang Sitong to look into the water tank himself.

Huang Sitong stood up, stepped forward, and put his head into the water tank. He saw that the inner wall of the tank was azure and smooth as a mirror. There was a small puddle of water stains at the bottom of the tank, as if the tank had been rinsed but not wiped clean.

"These water stains..."

"That's right, to increase the age of medicinal materials, you use these water stains...ah, what water stains, this is the original fairy energy from the super fairy grass.

"Let your dead girl lead Master astray.

"Master, there is only so much left.

“If you use it this time, you won’t have it next time.

“I didn’t want to use it at first, but recently I figured out that if I don’t use it, it’s in vain!

"The situation is already so bad, why bother holding on to this little bit of original immortal energy?"

Huang Sitong looked at the tank, looked at the water stains at the bottom of the tank, and frowned. For a moment, he felt that the amount of information was too much.

She looked at the master and listened to the master talk and explain to her.

"This vat... is called the Knowledge Container.

"What is the so-called cultivation of immortality? It is nothing more than knowledge and resources.

“Study things to gain knowledge and gain knowledge.

“Collect resources and enrich yourself.

"But the collected resources need to be packed in containers. This container is knowledge."

Huang Sitong touched his master's large vat and the densely packed runes on the vat. He wanted to see clearly, but he felt dizzy and his eyes were blurred by tears unconsciously. There was too much information in this rune, and she couldn't bear it!

Gu Xian grinned.

"Master, this is just a stone jar that can be used as a tool, and you can't bear it?

"If it's a prince's cauldron or a king's cauldron, if you take a look at it, are you afraid it will bleed from its seven orifices?

"If it's the Emperor's Cauldron, would you go crazy if you take one look at it?"

Huang Sitong laughed sarcastically.

Holding on to Master's big vat, he stabilized his dizzy body.

Suddenly, she saw her master's large tank. There was a long crack at the bottom of the tank. And the water stains quietly seeped into the cracks. As time goes by, water stains also disappear. If it goes on for a long time, it will be completely lost.

She didn't know what happened to this big tank, but she suddenly understood why the master was so anxious.

…

Dark clouds cover the sky.

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall, making a "wuwu" whistle.

Bowtie and Little Big Eyes stood by the water basin and helped Master clean the mud and dirt on various stone slabs and copper plates.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

The patina on this board was too thick, so I carefully picked out the patina.

"Ouch?"

The two copper plates were stuck together due to rust. Little Big Eyes carefully used his paws to slowly uncover the two plates.

Bai Mo sat behind the bronze desk and pulled out an essay he had previously recorded on his tablet.

"The tripod of the king is called the tripod of shame.

“The king’s tripod is called Shengding.

"The emperor's cauldron is called the wok cauldron."

I saw this article before and didn't pay much attention to it.

Bai Mo even checked the encyclopedia... In ancient times, the tripod was a ritual vessel used for sacrifice.

The wok and tripod are the highest grade and are used to sacrifice and cook whole cattle.

Shengding is the second highest grade and is used to sacrifice cooked meat.

The shy tripod level is used again to sacrifice seasonings and soups.

Now that I think about it, is this the level of a knowledge container?

If in sequence six, a shameful tripod is built, will it have the potential to become a prince?

If you build a Shengding tripod, you will have the potential of a king?

If you cast a wok and a tripod, you will have the potential of an emperor?

Bai Mo went back to the documents he had recorded to check the appearance and shape of these three tripods and remember them for now.

Open the picture and find the simple drawing that you copied from the literature.

"To put it bluntly, they look almost the same...there is a difference in size. The bigger, the more advanced?"

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that the principles of the ancient immortal dynasty were really quite simple.

He stood up and walked to the main hall.

“After understanding the last kind of stalk, my field of stalk knowledge felt complete!

"What kind of weapon can it be condensed into?"

Bai Mo was too lazy to think about it, and his consciousness went to the plants in front of him.

This is a pot of mushroom heads placed on the ground.

Into the mushroom scalp, tiny Sequence Nine herbs, brain-eating vines, were drilled! What he wanted to study was the stem of the brain-eating vine.

He stretched out his hand to touch, and with his spiritual consciousness, elixir fire rose up in his palm. He also used the elixir fire magic to examine the inside of a piece of brain-eating vine... Gradually, he seemed to understand.

At this moment, little bits of knowledge lit up in his mind one after another, and connected together, just like more and more lights illuminated the long street, illuminated the dark night, and also illuminated his existing knowledge framework. The meridians extending from the frame, and the flesh and blood growing out, illuminate the perfection and richness of this knowledge...

call……

There is a strong wind outside the palace!

Rumble...

Thunder snakes swam among the clouds, and thunder roared.

Bai Mo turned a deaf ear and squatted on the floor in front of the brain-eating vine flowerpot, nodding lightly.

"So that's what happened..."

His black sweater was swollen by the wind, and his hair was messed up by the wind. His body gradually lit up with a green light, and the six characters of the sequence flew out of the light and flew into the air. In this hall, they were like a hundred birds. Return to the nest and gather together to make a weapon!

…

Dream wonderland.

The ancient flower pot immortal has already spread the original immortal energy to several plants that need to be ripened.

Huang Sitong was beside him, holding his mobile phone and showing Master the cached photos he had just left in this world.

"Is this the shameful tripod? The rising tripod and the wok tripod?"

She was very surprised to see Gu Xian nod.

"Our civilization, in ancient times, also called these three tripods this way.

"Can you actually compete with Guxian Dynasty?"

Gu Xian also frowned and was stunned for a moment.

"Civilization has been handed down to some extent and has not been completely cut off, which is normal."

Huang Sitong nodded.

"Then Master, do the six kings in the series make a Shengding tripod? They all look like this?

"Everything made by the emperors must be a wok cauldron? Is it like the one in the picture? Does it look like the Simuwu cauldron?"

The ancient immortal smacked his lips.

“That’s generally true, but there are exceptions.

"I heard that Emperor Mengdie of the Formation Kingdom once made a wok cauldron with an armored butterfly engraved on its surface.

"There is also the wok cauldron made by the Flowing Fire Emperor of the Dan Kingdom, with the July Flowing Fire engraved on its surface.

“If you can become a prince, you are already a pervert.

“Emperors among princes are the perverts among perverts.

"Emperor Mengdie and Emperor Liuhuo are third-level perverts."

Huang Sitong was fascinated by what he heard.

Another grin.

"Master, you also know the word 'pervert', it's quite fashionable!"

His eyebrows were lowered.

"The third-level perverts, such as the Dream Butterfly Emperor and the Flowing Fire Emperor, did not stop the disaster. They could only watch the fairyland be destroyed and civilization be cut off."

…

On Fox Mountain, the wind and thunder are blowing!

The broken walls and ruins in the mountains, the altars with bronze pillars, and wherever there were words, all trembled in the sound of wind and thunder!

The foxes in the car-making workshop are no longer able to make copper coins.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Ouch?"

...Because the copper plate they hammered down, or rather the words on the copper plate, were trembling!

The foxes in the slicing workshop were guarding a large pile of medicinal materials and could no longer use their knives.

"Ouch?"

"嘤嘤嘤?"

...because the five-color flames on their knives are beating crazily.

At the excavation site, the foxes were driving excavators, carrying small shovels, their eyes were shining, and they were all excited.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

...Because there are documents trembling underground, pointing out the path, waiting for them to dig!

At the edge of the 10,000-acre medicinal field, the foxes raised their heads one after another, and suddenly noticed that the purple earth dragon was growing like a chicken with blood!

"Ouch?"

"嘤嘤嘤?"

This Purple Earth Dragon, does it like thunder?

…

In the bronze hall, Little Big Eyes and Bow Tie looked into the air.

At the entrance of the main hall, the foxes who came after hearing the news also widened their eyes.

They saw in mid-air, bronze characters, like a hundred birds returning to their nests, gathered together crazily, forming a big cauldron!

The master stood tall, his eyes flashing with fire, knowledge, and the past, watching intently.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Ouch?"

They were whispering to each other and discussing... Is Master going to level up again?

Finally, the violent wind in the mountains subsided, the thunder snakes of dark clouds in the sky disappeared, and the last sound of thunder, accompanied by countless words in the mountains, became quiet.

The cauldron that had just been cast in mid-air crashed to the ground, causing the ground to shake and dust to rise from the floor.

Bai Mo looked at the tripod.

"Oh? It's big enough. It's a wok tripod, the most advanced wok tripod!"

He had to raise his head to see the whole view of the cauldron and the ears of the cauldron.

"But... what is the thing engraved on the tripod?"

The setting is complete, let’s get into the plot right away~