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

Barren mountains and ridges, abandoned small buildings.

A ray of light shines through the gap in the tight building door.

But inside the building door, the lights were brightly lit.

In the hall, Fang Ashui sat on the sofa, cracking melon seeds and squinting his eyes, listening to the pieces of information sent by the fallen immortal disciples.

"My master asked me to convey to the prince that the Immortal Committee has just executed a strategic-level scientist.

"That scientist could have used science and technology to mass-produce Sequence 8 and Sequence 9 talismans.

"In the end, because the crime he committed a few years ago was found out, he was still executed..."

Fang Ah Shui frowned while chewing melon seeds.

"Are these people in the Immortal Committee mentally ill?"

After hearing a piece of information, other fallen immortal disciples came forward.

"Senior Brother Fang, my master wants to convey to the princes that Prince Lingmo, Prince White Hair, and Prince Kujiao all intend to join forces with the princes to develop the Octagonal Qi Fixing Pan.

“They said that this project can allow princes to make the decision.

"I want to ask the prince what he wants first."

Fang Ashui's expression remained calm and he nodded slightly.

"Okay, I will convey it to Master."

In fact, I have doubts in my heart.

Octagonal Qi plate?

What it is?

He has never heard of it!

…

Huh...wu...

The wind howled.

At the back of Fox Mountain, Quanquan Hu and a group of fellow apprentices were mending an abandoned palace!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

He was jumping around in the hole in the palace wall, holding a vine and gesticulating to measure the size of the hole.

"Ouch!"

Under the hole, Black Ear and White Ear carefully removed a stone slab from the back of a pickup truck and prepared to patch the wall.

Recently, their excavation department has been transformed into the "Palace Repair Department". It has repaired and repaired more than a dozen huge palaces, giving Fox Mountain's machinery workshop and elixir workshop new working places. Move in, enjoy the space, and be happy to work.

Bai Mo walked into the ruins, stepping on the dirt and weeds on the ground, walked to the small truck, and looked up to watch the apprentices working.

Watch and think.

"This hole... well... indeed, this should be repaired."

He turned around and looked at the abandoned palace, and saw that the hall covered an area similar to that of the Bronze Hall, but it was so tall!

Looking up, I saw that the roof was as high as seven or eight stories high. Even though the hall was huge, it was like a patio inside.

“What a great place.”

Bai Mo sighed.

"Exceptionally appropriate."

…

Huh...wu...

The cold wind poured into the Bronze Hall, unable to disperse the smell of blood.

Next to the blood pool, the apprentices of Prince Meishou were sitting cross-legged and surrounded, having a daily meeting.

During these days when the princes were sleeping under the pool of blood, they were cautious about everything, for fear of being discovered that something was wrong.

Fang Ashui frowned.

"...I don't remember Master talking about that octagonal Qi-fixing disk.

"Otherwise, let's just say no."

On the other side, the second senior brother suddenly said.

“A few days ago, I met the female disciple of the white-haired prince.

"She...the aura on her body is more dangerous than before.

"With Prince Master here, their strength becomes stronger day by day."

Everyone was silent.

When Prince Meishao was still there, their strength was getting stronger day by day.

On the other side, the fifth senior brother also frowned.

“I met the disciples of Prince Kujiao before and almost made a move.

"They...seem...as if they are already suspicious and want to test us."

Everyone was even more silent.

When Prince Meishao was here, he often opened up new businesses and his actions were very radical.

But after the prince fell asleep, these disciples were unable to develop new businesses, and even many old businesses could not be maintained, and they had ceased to exist in name only.

Indeed, it is easy to doubt this.

“Those guys are all bastards who eat people without spitting out their bones.

"If they really find out the details... I am afraid it will be difficult to retain the resources and sphere of influence we occupy, the fallen immortals under our command, and even the heads on the necks of our senior brothers."

call……

A cold wind blows.

The atmosphere in the hall became even more awkward.

Fang Ashui looked at his fellow apprentices.

"Uh... how about... we take over the business of the octagonal Qi plate?"

All the brothers and sisters looked at him, all confused.

"Do you understand?"

"Do you know what that is?"

"You don't understand. Why don't you pick up a hammer?"

Fang Asui was stunned.

"I seem to remember that Master taught me before.

"The so-called octagonal qi-fixing plate is an important immortal tool in the ancient immortal dynasty that exploited the original immortal energy.

"It involves the four major pathways of alchemy, Gu Dao, talismans, and formations. The combination of the four pathways can stabilize the spiritual veins and facilitate the further exploitation of the original immortal energy.

"The so-called eight anises actually refer to the eight gates: the open gate, the closed gate, the life gate, the injury gate, the Du gate, the scene gate, the death gate, and the shock gate.

"In the Talisman Path, there are eight different kinds of runes corresponding to them, namely, Hongmeng opens the sky, scattered horses and oxen, endless life, golden water hurts the palace, Dumen screen traces, scenery stars celebrate clouds, gaunt wood dies, and frightened flesh rises Bi, eight kinds of runes.

"The eight kinds of runes are derived from each other, and five hundred and twelve kinds of runes are derived..."

As he was talking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Then he saw his brothers and sisters, all looking at him with their eyes, feeling helpless as if they were seeing an acquaintance pretending to be stupid.

"You...you really understand?"

"Master taught you?"

"Why didn't you teach us?"

"If you cooperate with those princes, can you guarantee that the secret will not be exposed? Is this something of a certain order?"

Fang Ashui smiled awkwardly.

"Sequence six is ​​enough to get it done, so don't worry."

The brothers and sisters were still sighing and sighing.

"You weren't the best at learning before, were you?"

"Master, did you open a small stove for you?"

"Master, why are you teaching this?"

They were all very happy. If Fang Ashui understood this, he could help them hide it for a while.

But something feels wrong...

Fang Ashui, how could he understand this?

…

call……

Woo...

“Yes, those holes don’t need to be repaired.

"I still need to take out a few more."

In the weird hall, several foxes wore fairy vine armor and climbed on the walls with suction cups.

While climbing, I would look back at Master from time to time and listen to Master's instructions.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

After hearing the master's confirmation, Quanquan Hu simply used his fox claws on the wall, peeling away one stone after another to make the hole bigger.

Although it doesn't understand why this palace needs a cave?

But what Master says is always right. There is nothing wrong with listening to Master. Just listen carefully!

Below, Bai Mo looked up at the high wall while making calculations.

"If this hall is used exclusively for alchemy, the walls will need to have air ducts on all sides to ensure that there is enough air.

"Looking at it now, it seems to be about the same..."

He turned around and saw White Ears digging out rocks in a high hole on another wall.

"Be careful and make the hole round."

"Ouch!"

While I was busy, I heard a sound of brushing, but there was a car parked outside.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

It was Black Star and White Tail, running in happily.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch…”

The two foxes were gesticulating and talking.

After a while, Bai Mo finally understood.

"Are you saying that the new shoots of Purple Earth Dragon have turned into round leaves?"

Bai Mo also smiled.

This marks that the Purple Earth Dragon has entered its peak period!

The mining efficiency of Fox Mountain's spiritual veins has reached its peak!

…

Huh...wu...

In the cold wind.

The other brothers and sisters have already left the dreamland.

Only Fang Ah Shui was left, and he subconsciously stood up, sat next to the blood pool, and looked down at the turbid blood pool.

"You...who are you?"

The so-called "Eight Angular Qi Fixing Pan" knowledge was not taught to him by Prince Meishao.

It was a voice that suddenly appeared in his mind.

This feeling is amazing.

In the past, when he was in this world, the voice of the Prince of Eyes often suddenly appeared in his mind.

Now in his dream, a voice actually appeared in his mind?

A dream within a dream?

As he concentrated, the strange voice in his head sounded again.

"I'm here to help you, hahahaha.

"You don't want other princes to know about Master's sleeping, right?

“No need to doubt, no need to search everywhere.

“I am literally in your dream.

"A dream within a dream, yes, it is like this."

Fang Ah Shui subconsciously sat closer to the blood pool, as if being closer to the master would give him a greater sense of security.

"You...can you help me solve the octagonal Qi plate? What is your sequence?"

In his dream, in a small room, a middle-aged man in sportswear was sitting at his desk, grinning.

"Sequence one.

"Emperor.

"Have you heard of it?"

Emperor?

Of course Fang Ashui has heard of it!

But he just thought it was ridiculous!

"You don't have to make fun of me.

"Although I am not good at studying, I still remember that Master once said that only one emperor can appear in each path, and it is absolutely impossible for a second emperor to appear at the same time.

"And the nine paths, the nine emperors, all fell when the Immortal Dynasty collapsed in the past.

"You call yourself an emperor, are you... one of them, who has never fallen?

"Path of Talisman, Emperor Kongman?"

The smile of the middle-aged man in his mind did not change.

"Your master is right.

“Emperor Kongman has indeed fallen.

"It was after his death that I became the emperor!"

Fang Ashui was stunned.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this logic?

"Forehead……"

He frowned and was a little stunned for a moment.

…

call……

The cold wind blew through the ruins all over the mountains and plains.

Blowing past a millstone among the ruins.

Prince Lingmo led his disciples around and saw that some millstones were rotating slowly, and some even stopped altogether.

Cursing and cursing.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?

"A good-looking flesh and blood factory was finally shut down.

“Now even the mixed flesh and blood of Yihunjiu must be used sparingly.

"It's so fucking shabby."

He took his apprentice and shuttled among the millstones.

Then I saw a large basket of Bilin Dragon Pan fruits placed next to a huge stopped millstone.

The apprentice frowned.

"Master, this... this thing, why don't you let it go into the millstone?

"Just grind it, right?"

Prince Lingmo glanced at his apprentice and explained.

"This thing has a dry texture and is naturally yin-deficient. Once it enters the millstone and is ground, it will absorb the miscellaneous air from the world and destroy the medicinal materials.

"If you want to deal with this thing, you must pour in the original immortal energy and block the siphon."

The apprentice still doesn’t quite understand.

"Then...then drink it..."

The prince gritted his teeth.

“Fuck you!

"What are you feeding me with?

"Do you think the original immortal energy is free of money?"

The prince looked up at the gray dreamland, the rolling mountains, and the ruins in the mountains.

"Oh, I think back then, there was also a second-sequence spiritual vein here.

"It would be great if the immortal energy in the spiritual veins could be mined."

Thinking of this, the prince suddenly asked.

"About the matter of the octagonal qi-fixing disk, do you agree with me?

"Oh, this was Meishao's specialty back then.

“He has no reason to disagree.

"Unless...something happens to him."

Prince Lingmo frowned, still feeling incredible.

Is it possible that Prince Meishao was really injured by the boss of Xizhou?

How can this be?

…

“Ahahaha, this is great!

"Having an emperor as your backer is actually better than my master!

"I don't know your name?

"Can I tell you?"

Fang Ashui sat next to the blood pool, watching the wind wrinkle the blood pool and causing ripples. While talking, his face was filled with anticipation.

Then I heard that this dirty emperor still had a smile in his voice.

"No, you don't want to tell."

As soon as the emperor said a word, heaven and earth reversed course within a few seconds!

Fang Ashui felt that his mind was in a trance, some thoughts dissipated, some appeared, and in the daze, he ignored the wind flowing against him, ignored the waves in the blood pool, and ignored his own movements and postures. He went back to a few seconds ago. …

“Ahahaha, this is great!

"Having an emperor as your backer is actually better than my master!

"I don't want to know your name!

"I made a fortune in silence, and I will never tell you!"

In his mind, the dirty emperor smiled and nodded.

"very good.

"Then let's make up for the lesson of the Octagonal Qi Fixing Pan next.

“Back then, this was your master’s specialty, Prince Mei Shao.

"Although he is limited by his qualifications, what he can make is just that..."

This dirty emperor smiled and lectured Fang Ashui.

His knowledge is from a high level and penetrates deeply. He talks about it in an octagonal Qi Pan, explains the profound things in a simple way, and quotes from other sources, which is fascinating.

Even if he talks in vain, Fang Asui listens with his ears straight, and it feels like he is enlightened and has gained a lot!

"...the so-called scenery of stars and clouds seems to be two scenes, but it is not the case. The stars are a scene, the clouds are a scene, the nebula is a scene, and the nebula is also a scene..."

Fang Ashui frowned.

"Emperor, did you say something wrong?"

The emperor's smile did not change and he immediately interpreted it.

"There are two interpretations of nebulae, one is stars and clouds, and the other is stars connecting into clouds..."

While explaining, he sighed in his heart.

The apprentice of Prince Meishao is indeed stupid!

If he hadn't been sealed in this dream within the dream of thousands of immortals, and his state was extremely weird, and he couldn't even let other princes know...he would never look down on an idiot like Shang Ah Shui.

But now, the prince is sleeping at the tip of his eyebrows. Fang Ashui, a man who pretends to be powerful, accidentally takes charge of the fairy dream and the royal court. He also happens to have a lot of resources. He is much stronger than Chen Yuxing's idiot master. He just happens to be the god. He will definitely seize the opportunity given to him.

"...Nebula and Nebula are different scenes. Do you understand?"

Fang Ashui nodded, his face full of confusion!

"Oh, I understand. Emperor, you are so awesome! You speak much better than my master!"