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

In the box where people were on their backs.

With a face full of surprise, Zhang Shan approached Li Yuan and saw the suitcase Li Yuan was holding.

Inside the opened box was a bronze box the size of a mooncake, with straight and complex lines engraved on its surface.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took out a bronze mooncake box and saw the contents inside.

"This...what is this?"

Inside was a pile of round, transparent, thin films, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance and with strange and complicated lines.

Zhang Shan held the box, squatted down, and found an old man lying on the ground, who had just regained consciousness and was still foaming at the corners of his mouth.

"What is this? Say it!"

The old man's eyes were dazed and evasive, and his speech was slurred.

"It's...it's...glutinous rice paper..."

What responded to him was Zhang Shan's electric baton!

Zhi...zhi...

Electric sparks jumped, and the old man's body trembled and swayed due to the electricity, and he rolled his eyes and foamed.

Zhang Shan stood up fiercely and kicked him again.

“Glutinous rice paper?

"I'll let you make more fucking rice paper!

"You bitch, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with alcohol!

"Tie them all up and send them to Pure White Prison!

"Let them tell Song Yin these three words of glutinous rice paper!"

…

The efficiency of the Immortal Committee is terrifying!

Two gangster girls, who were suspected of lying about the case, were sitting in a taxi. The taxi driver was notified and turned the car around. They were sent to the Fairy Committee and entered the interrogation room.

Eight old men who traded "glutinous rice paper" were taken to a pure white prison.

As for the so-called "glutinous rice paper", the photos, videos and laboratory reports were immediately uploaded to the Shangjing General Assembly, submitted to the Secret Brain Office, and sent to the group of senior officials of the Immortal Committee.

After walking out of the interrogation room, Zhang Shan stretched and yawned as he walked.

"Ah... I'm so sleepy!

“Two mixed-up girls are really tigers, how can they lie about the case just to vent their anger?

"Damn it, it's been a long time since I've seen you. The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds."

Li Yuan next to him sighed with emotion.

“They really missed the mark.

“But is there something wrong with this matter?

"Our human eyes and artificial intelligence didn't notice anything unusual about those eight guys. How could these two gangster girls be fooled?"

The two of them were walking in the corridor late at night. The offices on both sides were all brightly lit, with the sound of typing on the keyboard and the phone ringing from time to time.

Zhang Shan lowered his voice and explained to Li Yuan.

"Those eight people wore human skin masks and used false identities!

“Our human eye, artificial intelligence, is certainly very powerful.

“However, due to some restrictions from human ethics and legal principles, it is actually not possible to turn on the full power anytime and anywhere.

"Like facial expression, gait, irises... This kind of ultra-high-precision identification is usually not available except in times of war.

"Recognize individual faces at most."

Li Yuan suddenly realized.

"It's also troublesome...

"Ethics and legal principles seem to be true and cannot be ignored. Any force or power must have checks and balances."

Zhang Shan sighed and put his arm around Li Yuan's shoulders.

"Actually, the most critical and practical thing is that this thing is at full power all the time, monitoring the world without blind spots, and interpreting the words of the world... We don't have that strong computing power."

The two looked at each other and laughed bitterly.

"Actually, what is that sticky rice paper? It doesn't look like a low-end product."

"I'm surprised too!"

…

An inconspicuous office building in a small county town.

The windowless conference room was brightly lit.

A group of people sat around the conference table and were stunned as they looked at the photos, videos, and laboratory reports on the computer screen.

They are the think tanks of the Secret Brain Office, or they are verified successors of the Holy Land.

At this time, the entire conference room was quiet, you could hear the needle drop, and everyone fell into silence.

Hu Shanjiu, as the successor of the Holy Land, has also been transferred.

At this time, I heard the tone of Master Guxian in my mind, which was very strange.

"This thing...sigh...the fallen immortals are much more powerful and difficult to deal with than imagined.

"The pressure is mounting."

…

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Ouch?"

A group of foxes were still frowning, clenching their fox paws, and counting the black and white pieces on the chessboard one by one.

Bai Mo, who was next to him, was holding the mobile phone he had just brought from the real world, frowning while reading offline messages.

"It's so evil...

"This thing that was secretly traded turned out to be Danpi?"

And judging from the condition, it is not an old piece of old stuff, but a brand-new piece of leather that has just been produced!

"In this day and age, fallen immortals can actually produce pill skin?"

Bai Mo looked at the experimental field in front of him, at the experiment that was halfway through, and then looked down at his phone and at the photo of the Danpi. His heart felt weird, and he suddenly wanted to know how the fallen immortals did it. ?

…

call……

Cold wind poured into the side hall.

Jing Guoqing was sitting behind a bronze table, wearing a small suit, holding a cup of bitter coffee, looking at the screen of his laptop. His face was covered with stubble, his eyes were bloodshot, and the wrinkles on his forehead were almost twisted into "tiredness." Two words.

"Senior Sister Yuebai... you are so good, why did you leave...

"It doesn't matter if you leave. If you leave this mess behind, it will fall on me, junior brother..."

That's right, as soon as Fu Yuebai died, the task of managing the Fallen Immortal's production chain was handed over to Jing Guoqing.

Jing Guoqing is a small business owner who started from scratch and knows a bit about management.

But when he actually got started with Fu Yuebai's stuff, he realized that there was indeed a gap between entrepreneurs and professional managers.

Fu Yuebai's set of things was really difficult for him to put into practice!

Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps and raised his head, only to see his master walking in happily carrying a bamboo basket.

"Hahaha, National Youth did a good job!

"You have shouldered the burden left by Senior Sister You.

"Look at this big basket, it's the bone rot medicine mud that was just produced."

The bamboo basket was placed on the table. Inside was a large basket full of dark, sticky medicinal mud, emitting a strange fishy smell.

"Nearly a hundred immortals worked together to make the rotten bone medicine mud in this era of Dharma-ending and wasteland, hahaha."

The prince was very happy.

"As long as a living person is buried in this medicinal mud, it will completely rot the living person in a matter of three seconds, turning it into the top quality fairy grass cultivation soil!

"With this medicinal mud, we will have endless cultivation soil!

“With cultivation soil, we can cultivate a lot of fairy grass!

“The new grass jelly industry can be started and put on the road!

"This means so much!"

Jing Guoqing rubbed his dry eyes, smiled and agreed with Master, and was happy with Master.

At this moment, Mu Lianen rushed in from the door of Piandian, clutching a suitcase.

"Master, this is a fallen immortal from other forces who contacted us and sent it to you!

"I see what's inside here, it looks a bit like...uh...danpi?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, then took the suitcase, opened it, and then opened a bronze mooncake box inside. He saw that inside the box, there was actually a pile of red pills!

call……

The wind blew in the side hall, on the stiff faces of the three masters and disciples, on the pill bark in the hands of the prince, and on the freshly baked medicinal mud on the table.

At this moment, the joy of successfully refining the medicinal mud was gone.

This rotten bone medicine mud can be said to be an iron pickaxe for digging iron ore.

This box of tanpi is a cast iron car engine.

They were just about to set foot on the starting point, just about to be happy, but found that someone was already sprinting before the finish line?

Is this justified?

Is there any royal law? !

…

call……

Under the clouds of dreams, the wind blows in the wilderness.

In this wilderness, there are millstones one after another, some big, some small, some tall, some short, placed in a mess.

Some millstones are as big as wheels and are being pushed by the unconscious apprentice, grinding medicine and juice.

Some millstones are as big as a house, and are being pushed by a tractor, driven by a drowsy-eyed apprentice, grinding medicine and grinding juice.

Some millstones are as big as mountains and are lying idle in the wind. But between the gaps between the two millstones, there was residue of grass jelly and traces of grass juice, as if it had been used not long ago.

In the distant hall.

The bald Prince Lingmo, wearing a glittering golden robe, looked at a box of pill bark just delivered by his apprentice. He opened a box, smelled it, touched it, twisted it, and grinned.

"Ha ha.

"Hahaha!

“We really didn’t expect that in this day and age, someone could still produce Danpi!

"Oh...it's not easy!

“There is a little more hope for the recovery of the Dan industry.

"Let's unite, and before the dream is shattered and the world is eaten, the pill industry may be able to recover early?

"Hahaha!"

He glanced at the apprentice next to him.

“Can you still contact the person who gave you this thing?

“Don’t cut off contact with him!

"This thing is of great use!"

His apprentice, Li Hu, wore tight black short sleeves, tight on his big belly, revealing a semi-diarrhea.

At this time, he smiled and patted his chest.

"Master, don't worry, my work will be absolutely reliable!

“The delivery boy has been locked up and raised by me.

"From now on, he will be our exclusive messenger."

Seeing the prince nod, he asked with a grin.

"Master, didn't you say before that this elixir industry is as difficult as reaching the sky?

"We have spiritual mills, so we can barely produce one or two kinds of elixirs, but this..."

The prince smiled.

"We have spiritual mills, and others also have good things!

"I see this Danpi...uh...heh, I guess it's that old thief, the Great Doctor, who has lived to this tens of millions of years?"

Li Hu frowned.

"Doctor?

"What the hell, has such a strange name?"

…

Huh...woo...

A cold wind blows.

This is a small palace, with one main hall, three entrances and three exits, a middle hall, a back hall, a few side halls, and nothing else.

In the main hall, the ancient immortal with a gray beard, wearing a linen robe and a turban, sat behind the desk and put down the silk book in his hand.

"How about it? Have you sent them all out?"

The disciple standing in front of the case nodded quickly.

"Master, according to your instructions, everything that should be given has been given.

"Well...it's just...there was a group of goods that were originally given to Prince Deer Ginseng, but they were intercepted by the Immortal Committee!

"This is ridiculous!

"Then... alas..."

The apprentice frowned and stammered. He didn't even know how to explain this nonsense to his master.

Gu Xian waved his hand and smiled calmly.

“That’s all.

“A fool who worries a lot will eventually gain something.

"A wise man will make a mistake even if he thinks a lot.

"It doesn't matter if it's been robbed. I'll think of a way to give another replacement to Prince Lu Shen.

"As for the Immortal Committee...well, let him go. If they know about it, it won't have much impact."

Gu Xian stood up and walked to the door of the hall. He raised his head and saw a few big words on the plaque.

[Doctor's Palace Hao Shangshan Branch]

That's right, this small palace is actually a branch of the former Doctor's Palace.

The ancient immortal raised his head again and saw the towering green mountains next to him. He saw the three characters "Haoshang Mountain" carved on the boulder at the foot of the mountain.

That's right, this green mountain is clearly the Haoshang Mountain that attracted countless competitions among geniuses in the past!

The ancient immortal's pupils contracted and he looked at the green mountains in the distance. He saw the vines that were still lush after thousands of years. He saw the vines wrapped in fairy grass all over the mountain, climbing from the front of the mountain to the back of the mountain, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

That's right, this mountain of vines is actually the natural black and yellow gourd vine that caused a sensation in the nine countries in the past and produced "natural" elixirs!

Gu Xian sighed.

“Millions of years have passed, the Doctor’s Palace is gone, and the doctors are all dead.

“Only this vine is still here.

"Perhaps this is God's will?

"Before the Bureau didn't wait to close the net, pollution came, civilization collapsed, and the Nine Kingdoms were destroyed, so we had to let it go.

"And tens of millions of years later, when I wake up again, this plant machine that can produce cabbage is still waiting for me to help me take advantage of it!"

He chuckled, his laughter floating in the wind.

That's right, he is the Master of the Doctor's Palace who personally planned and deceived the emperor, the nine kingdoms, and the people of the world all those years ago!

He is the one who framed and reported the female doctor in the past, and went to the Qingyue Dan Palace in person to force the female doctor to death, eliminate all doubting voices, and extinguish all doubts, the master of the Doctor's Palace, Dr. Hu Juan!

…

Huh...woo...

In the strong wind.

The foxes guarded the messy chessboard and finally reached a settlement!

With frowns and depressed expressions on their faces, each of them went to divide the cakes in the basket into seven equal parts and prepare to eat.

"Hey?"

"Ouch?"

They are all a little suspicious!

Aren't they the cunningest foxes?

Why can’t you understand the game of backgammon?

First rule out the option that the fox is not cunning enough.

That can only mean...there is something wrong with this game!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

Break the mung bean cake in half, break the red bean bread in half, break the coconut cake in half, and leave the last piece of tiramisu, just for Master to eat!

Bai Mo took the tiramisu with a smile, took only a small bite, and gave the rest to his apprentices.

"It's too sweet. Master doesn't like it. Please help Master get rid of it."

While eating, he looked at his experimental field.

I saw that the bark of the grafted tree used in this experiment had cracked and pus leaked. It was obvious that the experiment failed.

"There are too many combinations, derivation, and reactions of the ingredients of fairy grass... Although I don't know how Tiansheng Xuanhuang Gourd manages this kind of production line network, we at Fox Mountain have our own way of playing..."

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