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

Under the dark clouds, the wind howled.

Bronze hall, side wall, sixteen white boards, four rows and four columns, attached to the wall.

A water pen is controlled by spiritual consciousness, suspended in mid-air, and writes and draws pictures on the whiteboard.

Each whiteboard was purchased from Taobao and is one meter by two meters. Sixteen sides put together, the scale is quite spectacular.

But the writing on the whiteboard is not big, even small and densely packed.

Flow charts, schematic diagrams, and structural diagrams are filled in between the lines, and the drawings are also small and exquisite.

"This super magic... the great magic involves many aspects."

Great Immortal Technique is the standard name after literal translation from the ancient Immortal Dynasty language.

Bai Mo was sitting on the fishing lounge chair at the foot of the wall, his head slightly raised, looking at the contents of the whiteboard and the whole picture of the great immortal technique [Purple Dragon Pan].

What is written on so many blackboards is actually just a summary.

While Bai Mo was reading, he would occasionally use his consciousness to control the eraser to erase certain parts of the content, and then control his pen with his consciousness to fill in and correct certain parts of the content.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

The little big-eyed man watering the flowers in the main hall would tilt his head and look over from time to time.

It doesn’t understand what Master is doing, but it looks awesome!

"Ouch?"

The bow tore open the bud of a flower and looked at the master.

What the master is doing seems to be quite troublesome?

Bai Mo held his chin in his hand and thought for a long time.

"It seems that the great magic I learned is not perfect enough?

"When this thing is used, I won't say whether it is powerful or not. The key depends on luck and character. It may... misfire?

"Maybe a large amount of original immortal energy was poured into it, but it was wasted and the effect was ineffective in the end?"

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

At this moment, the car stopped outside the hall.

Men with round beards, white ears and black ears rushed in excitedly holding a large pile of documents.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

They passed through the flowers and plants in the main hall, rushed forward, put down the documents gently, and began to make gestures and talk to the master.

The bronze mask was flying around Huanquan Hu, looking very excited.

Bai Mo looked at them for a while, figured out what they meant, grinned, and hugged these guys into his arms.

He rubbed the fat belly of the bearded man, helped Black Ear brush the dirt from his shoulders, and helped White Ear remove the hay clippings from his belly.

"Have you found a rich mine? There are many documents?

"Look what this is all about."

Bai Mo picked up a slate, rubbed it twice, and started reading...but as if giving him a pillow while dozing off, the newly unearthed document turned out to be a research document on the Great Immortal Technique from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty!

"That's not bad."

The excavation route of Fox Mountain is from the periphery of the ruins to the core of Dan Palace. It is normal for the things excavated to become more and more high-end. Bai Mo's learning speed is enough to match the excavation progress.

He rubbed the fat bellies of his disciples with one hand until they snored comfortably, and he held the literature to read with the other hand.

When he saw half of it, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out there's something wrong with what I learned...but there's something wrong with this thing itself!"

Strictly speaking, the great immortal arts of the ancient immortal dynasty were all semi-finished products.

Regardless of the level of skill, there is a probability of failure and a probability of misfiring when you perform it.

It's just that those with high levels have a higher success rate, and those with lower levels have a lower success rate.

[…There was once a Immortal Tenjo who was attacking the Fallen Immortal. He originally had the upper hand and was sure of victory, but he used the great Immortal Technique Purple Dragon Climbing. Unfortunately, he misfired and was killed by the Fallen Immortal…]

Bai Mo was very sad.

Why is there something wrong with all the things from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty?

It seems that few are completely reliable?

The apprentices rested for a while in the master's arms, then ran away one after another, getting in the car with a cry of "Aoao", returned to the excavation site, and continued working.

Bai Mo continued to read the literature, reading bit by bit, and gradually understood.

It turns out that the research on the great immortal arts of the ancient immortal dynasty has been in progress for thousands of years. There are two research directions, one is to improve the success rate, and the other is to enhance the power.

After generations of painstaking efforts and tens of millions of years of iterative optimization, the Great Immortal Technique has become much stronger than it was at the beginning. Both the success rate and power have made great progress.

“No wonder there are only so many great immortal arts that have been unearthed.

"It turns out there are only these types, and even the ancient immortals haven't figured them out yet."

Complaints are complaints, Bai Mo still picked up the documents left by the ancient immortals, read them one by one, and studied them side by side.

"This thing will eventually consume the original immortal energy, practice it and experience it.

"But not now... When I learn again, at least I will learn everything that the ancient immortals have accumulated before I try."

…

In the Fox Mountain cafeteria.

Fiery red figures sat around small stone tables.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The tiger's head and shoulders held up tonight's lotus seed mooncake, with a smile on his face.

Although I don’t know what moon cake means, this cake tastes great!

"Ouch!"

The fellow apprentices such as Leopard Head and Shoulder and Xingxingdu next to them also ate with joy on their faces.

As they ate, they talked about their new little brother.

When we talked about this, the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

In the past few days, my little brother has stopped playing with them!

Seeing these brothers and sisters, they even ran away from a distance, not knowing what was going on.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch?"

Hu Tou Shoulder frowned and asked if his little brother had been beaten again?

He had just been to the Sun Belly of the real world and shook his head quickly.

"嘤嘤嗷嗷......"

My little brother won’t be beaten now!

The little brother's fights are getting more and more fierce, and he has become so powerful in the family's courtyard that even the older kids can't beat him!

The foxes nodded one after another, so don't worry!

Even if they don’t play together, they are quite busy. They don’t come to this world with Master to play. They have to help Master as a guard, take care of Master’s daily life, serve as Secretary, follower, and support Master’s scenes...a lot of things!

As long as I can win in the future and no longer suffer losses, that's fine.

The tiger tilted his fat head and grinned.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."

It made gestures, chattered, and showed off the martial arts skills it taught its little brother. It must be because of these moves that the little brother was able to win!

In the corner next to him, Bai Mo was eating mooncakes and twitching the corners of his mouth.

I was thinking too much about Tiger Head and Shoulders... That kid named Feng Endi, the moves he used in fights so far were still little tortoise punches. The reason why he was able to win was entirely because the purple sand bean bun was slowly improving his physique, making him stronger and more energetic.

…

Night falls.

In the main hall of the dormitory, the fox apprentices were divided into circles, chatting and bragging.

Bai Mo sat on the bedside and continued to pull out the tablet and browse the documents copied during the day.

"Where did you find this? Why are there so many documents on the study of great immortal arts?"

Bai Mo looked at it, grinning, and thinking.

[...I have devoted myself to the study of Zilong Pan for eighty years, and read countless previous literature. I also used the one bucket and four liters of immortal energy I had accumulated to conduct seven experiments, large and small, and finally developed this purple dragon. The three improvement details of Longpan are recorded today, dedicated to the ancestors, and left to future generations...]

Bai Mo looked at the documents and sighed, "It's not easy for me!"

He continued reading to see the research results of this ancient immortal.

After looking at it for a long time, he frowned.

"He shouldn't be studying this stuff in the past eighty years. He should be marrying a beautiful wife, having several sons, and enjoying life.

"Eighty years are in vain...it will even confuse future generations and deceive future cultivators."

The tiger's head and shoulders and the leopard's head and shoulders were on both sides of the master. They read the literature with the master and heard the master's emotion. The two foxes "tsk tsk tsk" together, shook their heads and sighed... although they didn't understand what the master was feeling.

Bai Mo smacked his lips, thought about it, and went to read the next article.

[...I have been extremely talented since I was a child. It only took me ten years to successfully perform the Purple Dragon Pan, and it took another eight years to improve the Purple Dragon Pan. Today, I will record my improved original immortal energy transmission strategy to comfort my grandfather and leave it to future generations...]

oh?

A genius among ancient immortals?

After studying for ten years, you can successfully perform Zilong Pan?

Bai Mo continued to scroll down, read the documents he left behind, read for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion... This guy's understanding of Zilongpan is basically superficial and cannot go deep. It is up to him to use this immortality. The success rate is impressive.

If he succeeds after using it once, it can only be said that his luck is incredible!

"Poor little fool, does he really think he has learned it?

"He was just deceived by his luck."

Bai Mo smiled coquettishly.

The two foxes next to his shoulders also imitated the master's behavior and smiled, with regret appearing on their plush faces... although they still didn't know why the master was feeling regretful.

Bai Mo continued to read the next document.

[...I have been studying Zilong Pan for three hundred years, and today my beard and hair are all white, and I am very old. I know that my end is not far away. I regret that my qualifications are mediocre. I wasted my time in the cold and heat, and wasted my original immortal energy. In the end, I gained very little. Today I will record the only valuable technique I have developed, the Zilong Climbing in the mud to use force. It also helps my ancestors know that although my life has been dull, it has not been wasted. 】

Bai Mo's face moved slightly, and when reading this text, he seemed to see an old man with a white head and a gray beard, carving out the few gains he had gained in his life when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.

He looked down to see the technique the old man had developed. After looking at it for a long time, he slowly figured it out.

"Um... The muddy land of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty seems to be different from the current world?

"Thousands of years have passed, the soil and geology have changed, and the muddy ground has also become different. His technique... well... is still a bit interesting."

Bai Mo nodded and started to highlight a few valuable sentences with a highlighter.

Presumably tens of millions of years ago, when the aging immortal carved these words, there was light and glory in his tearful eyes?

The two foxes next to him also had gloomy expressions. They nodded gently along with the master... although they still didn't know anything.

After reading the documents one by one, Bai Mo suddenly discovered that there are really very few immortals who can really promote the development of the Great Immortal Technique and truly contribute to the Great Immortal Technique! The work that most people do is not worth showing off, is meaningless, and is even wrong.

The so-called Great Immortal Technique is a tall tower built up little by little by generations of ancient Immortals over thousands of years, lighting lamps, boiling oil, draining blood and pouring blood.

Even not long before the disaster, the ancient immortals were still working hard to explore and add a new layer to the tower.

"Well...the latest layer of their research has not been tested in actual combat, and it is all kinds of weird and unreliable. I won't take it!

"It is better to learn the old layers and the safe things from these documents."

Bai Mo thought this way and did the same thing. While reading, he copied down all the old and reliable things he found in the literature.

…

“Hasn’t the stock price of Bazhen Biotech gone up yet?”

In the office, Fang Xiaoyu stared at the computer screen with a solemn expression.

She looked at the project progress document and nodded suddenly.

"The supplier hasn't been completely finalized yet, and it hasn't been announced yet?"

This is not difficult to understand. After all, it is a huge project involving many things, with complex procedures and numerous processes.

The current speed and progress are already the result of countless people working overtime!

Bai Mo was beside him, holding his apprentice's tiger head and belly, rubbing its colorful and fat belly, and looking at Fang Xiaoyu.

"Have you also bought shares in Bazhen Biotechnology?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded solemnly, with a desperate determination in his eyebrows!

“I bought all the down payment I saved into stocks!

“If we lose money, we will continue to rent a house.

“If I make a profit, I’ll turn the down payment into the full payment!”

Bai Mo smiled awkwardly.

Keep looking at the computer screen and looking at your work.

In fact, the bidding for suppliers of brain-protecting nasal suction bottles is almost completed.

So far, only a few items have been finalized.

One of the items that is waiting for Bai Mo to make a decision is...the outer packaging.

In the document sent by Professor Hong Anxi, the outer packaging of several bids has its own characteristics.

“This is a glass bottle with very stable properties.

“This bronze bottle is also a very good container for the brain-eating vine.

"This polymer composite bottle has a special design on the mouth of the bottle and is inserted into the nose, which will cause minimal irritation to the nasal mucosa..."

Dozens of suppliers provided dozens of solutions. Bai Mo looked at them one by one to first have a general understanding of their strengths and what kind of things they could make.

Suddenly, his phone screen lit up.

Then I opened it and saw a message from Fang Yuan in the group group of Class 3 and 5 of No. 47 Middle School.

[Our old class got into a lawsuit! 】

Laoban?

The high school teacher, Teacher Chen Xiulian?

Bai Mo instantly thought of the middle-aged female class teacher whose mother-in-law was her mother-in-law.

How did she end up in a lawsuit?

[Isn’t she already retired? 】

[Yes, she will retire after taking charge of our class]

Fang Yuan had been in contact with her, and now she told her the cause and effect.

[She was signed by an education and training institution to work as a gold medal lecturer to earn money to help her son pay off the mortgage]

[As a result, I was cheated in the contract. Now I haven’t taught a single class, but I owe the education and training institution hundreds of thousands! 】

More and more high school classmates are being bombed out.

[My mother, how can this be true? 】

[What the hell contract? 】

[Isn’t it too deceiving? 】

【what happened? 】

Li Lingling, who studies law, replied in the group.

[I asked the professor to help my old classmate read the contract. Her lawsuit is really difficult to fight! 】

[The salary she signed with the education and training institution is very high! That contract is tricky, and if the lawsuit continues, it seems like she will really have to lose money]

[Can you ask Bai Mo for a favor? 】

[I told her the same thing and asked her to ask Bai Mo for help, but she refused. She said she was already sorry for Bai Mo...]

ah?

Bai Mo frowned.

What's going on?

Thanks to book friend Digital Brother 2179 for the reward~