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

Huh...wu...

The strong wind carried yellow sand and poured it into the bronze hall.

Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal sat on a chair and stared blankly at the jade tablet erected in front of him.

Wang Crocodile, who was holding the monument, asked tentatively.

"Master, this thing...uh...what is it?

"Is it valuable?

"Prince Meishao didn't trick us, did he?

"I heard before that Prince Meishao lost the battle with the boss of Xizhou. His condition was not right and he could no longer pay his wages. This... um..."

Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal's eyes were locked on the tablet, moving slowly, looking at one rune after another.

At this time, he answered the disciple casually.

"This inscription... is a textbook... yes, a sequence four, textbook!

"It's a good thing..."

King Crocodile suddenly realized!

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal is actually a Sequence Four.

However, tens of millions of years have passed, what use does he need this textbook for? Can you still continue to practice?

King Crocodile thought about it and felt that the boss should not reach sequence four.

However, it would also be good if we could get some information in advance.

"Master, this...this inscription, what is it about?"

Gu Xian was obsessed with the inscription and answered casually.

"It's the first of the four exercises in sequence, fire therapy!"

Fire therapy?

King Crocodile smacked his lips and frowned.

He had heard of Shui Liao's words.

What does fire therapy mean?

Cupping?

Why does it sound down-to-earth and not high-end at all?

…

"Hmm? Stuck?"

On the bronze table, the white-ink tablet computer got stuck, causing the program to crash and crash!

He held the capacitive pen and frowned.

"Is it really that evil?"

Looking at the plastic nose of this capacitive pen, there are also cracks!

Looking at the glass screen of the tablet, there are also scratches!

"My tablet can't carry the text of Sequence Four?"

He was about to write down the inscription he had just peeked at, but unexpectedly, the tablet could not hold it.

"That's fine.

"White Earring, go to the warehouse and help Master get the gold and silver silk leaves and the centenary ink beans."

Both of these are Sequence Seven medicinal materials. During the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, they were specially used to record high-sequence scriptures.

Paper is made from gold and silver silk leaves, and ink is made from hundred-year-old ink beans.

It is high-strength, very thin, very light, has its own fragrance, and can be stored for hundreds of years. It is a very high-end paper and ink.

The only drawback is that it's expensive.

But in this situation, no matter how expensive it is, you can only use it by pinching your nose.

…

Click!

It is an emerald tablet inserted into a stone base and erected next to the main hall.

King Crocodile stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hey, it's done, Master!"

Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal grinned and nodded. While looking at the monument, he sighed and recalled the past.

"This fire therapy, maybe... you can't imagine how powerful it is.

"Back then, your master and I were sentenced as fallen immortals by the Heavenly Palace, and we played hide-and-seek with the Tiantiao immortals at the borders of the Nine Kingdoms every day.

“Sometimes when we bump into each other, a fight is inevitable.

"At that time...there were winners and losers.

"If you win, kill a few Tenjo Immortals.

“If you lose, you can actually escape with your life.

“But whether you win or lose, it always hurts a little bit.

"Sometimes the bones are broken, sometimes the meridians are poisoned, sometimes the liver is broken in half, sometimes the heart is burned to carbonization, sometimes a curse is cast and the whole person becomes crazy...

“At this time, fire therapy comes in handy, hahahaha!

"When the heart is really carbonized and the liver is rotten, no fairy herbs or elixirs are reliable.

"The most important thing you can rely on is your own strength!

"The great power of our alchemy master is this..."

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal rubbed his fingertips and produced a wisp of pulsating dirty flames.

"This is it, pill fire!"

…

"Okay!"

In the main hall, Bai Mo picked up the brush and looked at the gold and silver leaves under the brush and the densely packed inscriptions on the leaves.

"Hey?"

"Ouch?"

Several furry heads also came closer and looked at the leaves.

The fox, who couldn't understand the alchemy runes at all, didn't feel anything when he read these words.

Everyone's eyes widened and they sighed.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

...The ink is so dark!

"Ouch!"

...so neat!

"嘤嘤嘤?"

The ink characters on the leaves seem to be unwilling to be restrained, unwilling to be shackled, and are shaking slightly, wanting to twist and jump.

However, the quality of the ink beans and gold and silver silk leaves produced by Fox Mountain is very good. When the cold wind blows and the ink marks are dry, these words will remain silent and no longer move.

Bai Mo also stared at the inscription with wide eyes.

"Fire therapy?

"Use your own power to correct physical injuries..."

After reciting and copying before, Bai Mo had already vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this thing.

I can't tell.

At this time, take out your tablet and prepare to watch and deduce at the same time.

…

In the main hall.

The Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal became interested, and took King Crocodile to sit in front of the stone tablet, telling the story of the chase and fight between him and the Tiantiao Immortals.

He talked so much that his saliva flew from the air and the sky was filled with excitement.

He spoke with great joy and his face glowed red.

Speaking of King Crocodile, the admiring eyes and flattering smile froze on his face.

Speaking of the sky outside the main hall, the sky was dim and dusk was falling.

The ancient immortal has not yet had all his fun.

"...Actually, I also learned a fire therapy scripture back then.

“Hey hey hey.

“These scriptures were written by the Great Emperor.

"However, the emperor's scriptures are subtle and meaningful, but noisy and unpredictable, and ordinary people cannot understand them.

"What I read back then was the annotated version.

“This annotation is amazing!

"It comes from... Qingyue Junhou!"

Lord Qingyue?

King Crocodile frowned.

Junhou, is it sequence three?

Sequence 3 annotates the Great Emperor's scriptures?

Can you explain it clearly?

"Hey, don't look down on Lord Qingyue.

"This prince is a famous murderer among the Immortals of Tiantiao!

"It takes a thousand years to go from being a slave to Sequence Three, which is very terrifying!

"If any fallen immortal can escape from her, it will be something to be proud of, and it will be considered a great achievement."

“Her talent is probably far beyond that of those parallel princes who were promoted through the blood of kings.

"There is absolutely no problem with the scriptures she annotated."

King Crocodile nodded.

It sounds like this Qingyue Lord is a ruthless person. In the circle of fallen immortals, he has actually gained fame, fans, and idol aura.

"Then... uh... master, how do you feel after practicing?"

Speaking of this, the Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal sighed.

“This is indeed a bit strange.

"Look at me now, am I as skinny as a monkey?

"The arms are thin, the legs are thin, the waist is thin, and there are wrinkles on the face?"

The king crocodile is embarrassed.

How should he answer this?

The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal is indeed very similar to a monkey.

He even thought for a time that this was some kind of monkey demon that turned into a spirit.

But I can’t say it!

But the Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal refused to give up.

"ah?

"Do I look like a monkey?

"Hey hey hey."

King Crocodile stammered.

"Um...like...like...like Sun Wukong!"

Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal chuckled and was not angry.

"fine.

“Actually, I just practiced the scriptures and didn’t understand them clearly, so I had problems.

“I wasn’t called Medicine Monkey before.

“I used to be strong.

"My name is Yao Zang."

He patted his chest and patted his empty robe.

"It's probably Lord Qingyue's version. It's too radical and not suitable for an immortal like me with average talent."

He pointed to the emerald tablet again.

"The one on the stele, the annotated version of Beiluo Prince, looks much simpler.

"Wait for you, master, to learn and practice again.

"I guess it won't be long before I can change my name back to Yao Xiang, hehehehe."

King Crocodile nodded.

Looking at the inscription again, I suddenly felt a little bit of terror deep in my heart.

He didn't know if the master could turn back into a medicine monkey.

But he knew that the master could not understand the original text of Dijun.

And are those annotations from princes and monarchs really reliable?

Are princes and monarchs incapable of making mistakes?

In other words, won't there be any conspiracy left in this annotation?

Learning knowledge that you cannot distinguish is like a thirsty blind man drinking a glass of turbid water. As long as it is tasteless, he drinks it happily. It is satisfying and can quench his thirst, but he cannot see the color of the water, let alone what is mixed in the water.

…

Huh...woo...

The wind blew wildly.

In the dark dormitory hall.

The fox apprentices gathered in circles, chatting and bragging.

Bai Mo sat on the bed, frowning and thinking.

The fox apprentice Ziya Qiu next to him helped his master hold up the gold and silver leaves.

The fox apprentice Mung Bean Ball in his arms is holding the tablet on his head for his master.

Bai Mo frowned and was stunned for a moment.

"Oh...is that so..."

On the tablet, I wrote a few lines of words and drew a bright red cross.

"Another fallacy."

This inscription has a lot of content. So far, Bai Mo has only read the beginning.

At this time, I smacked my lips and recorded the fallacies in the annotations.

On this page of his tablet computer, there are already seven or eight yellow question marks and four or five red crosses recorded.

"This Prince of Beiluo, writing this kind of annotation...well...

“Is he stupid or sinister?

"Or, both?"

…

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

In the corner of the main hall.

A group of foxes gathered together and were looking at the white air mass suspended in mid-air and the scene in the air mass.

In the picture, a factory was busy with lights on.

Astonishingly, it was the Little Volcano Arms Factory!

Hu Hufeng was sitting in front of the screen, holding a remote control in his hand, adjusting the viewing angle, trying to find something good.

Recently, the machine shop in Fox Mountain has run out of inspiration and cannot produce new products.

After thinking about it, the foxes realized that they hadn't paid attention to the small volcano for a long time and hadn't gone shopping for a long time!

"嘤嘤嗷嗷嗷..."

Next to him, Po Poyu, holding a glass of cream puffs and spicy bean wine mixed with roasted pepper sauce, was also staring at the screen.

It plans to use this glass of wine to buy blueprints later!

This glass of wine was out of whack, not very tasty, and the fox couldn't accept it.

But Tie Shiba from Xiaohuoshan has a special taste. He can drink any wine with a face full of enjoyment. This glass of wine is just right for him to make a deal with.

"嘤嘤嗷嗷......"

A pair of fox eyes widened, staring at the screen.

Hu Hufeng held the remote control and used it not very skillfully. He controlled the viewing angle and saw the workshop on the mountain and the busy assembly line.

I saw an experimenter walking out of the workshop holding a gun barrel.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Ouch?"

The foxes' eyes lit up instantly, this is good!

The perspective changes again, to a mountain path.

Then I saw a dune vehicle with extra-large tires driving past at a fast speed!

At the back of the car, there is a small cargo compartment that carries a pile of metal plates.

"Ouch?"

"嘤嘤嘤?"

The foxes were surprised again!

This is not bad either!

If you can make a replica of this car, you can send it to a warehouse and drive it there.

The group of foxes smiled happily and continued to adjust their perspective, preparing to find the small temple used for trading and buy back the blueprints.

The perspective changed again, turning into a dark office.

The foxes are also familiar with this. This is Tie Shiba's office, and the lights are often on all night long.

Tie Shiba sat next to the table by the window and often worked all night.

But today, for some reason, the office was dark with no lights on, and there was no one at the workstation.

"Ouch?"

Hu Hufeng frowned and turned the knob of the remote control.

Then I saw a "swipe" and the picture changed again in mid-air.

The small tin temple from before finally appeared!

The foxes were about to get excited, but they saw that the small temple was also dark.

The lamps that used to be on in the temple are no longer on.

"Ouch?"

Even the roof of the small temple was covered with dust, and spider webs formed under the eaves of the small temple.

"Hey?"

What's going on?

The foxes cautiously continued to adjust their perspective and looked inside the small temple window.

But they saw that the table inside was also empty, no blueprints, no guns, no cannons, no bullets, just dust and cobwebs.

"嘤嘤嗷嗷?"

A group of foxes looked at each other, looking at each other.

At this moment, I saw a fat young man wearing a cotton coat, wandering to the door of the small temple, looking left and right.

Is this for restocking?

Are you cleaning the small temple?

Then I saw this young man taking out his mobile phone and making a call, his tone was quite impatient.

"Hello?

“Is that small temple on the top of the mountain still useful?

"Did the Iron Eighteen members get it up there at that time?

"The spider webs are old and thick, and they are useless. They take up space in vain.

"Our small volcano has a lot of land, but the area is tight. Let's move this small temple... um... down the mountain. Don't waste space here.

"Get it done as soon as possible and implement it as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he put away the phone, pulled the cotton coat draped over his shoulders, and staggered away.

Only the foxes on Fox Mountain were left staring at the scene in mid-air with shock on their faces.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?"

A group of foxes immediately stood up and ran to the master.

Huhufeng pulled the master's clothes, "嘤嘤嗷嗷", and gestured, pointing to the distant scene in mid-air.

Bai Mo was stunned for a moment, understanding what his disciples were saying.

"Um...it seems..."

He had some impression, so he took out his mobile phone and looked through the message cache in the group chat of the Immortal Committee.

Then search for the three words [Iron Eighteen].

I saw a recent related message, which was sent out years ago.

[Committee Tie Shiba is about to be transferred to the Spring Mountain area to take charge of a new factory. All our colleagues in Xizhou would like to send him off together...]

"Oh, Tie Shiba was transferred.

"What's going on...

"Oh yes, his sequence is too low, only sequence eight.

"But the importance level of the Little Volcano Arsenal has been raised, and it must be led by Sequence Seven.

"He was transferred!"