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

The crowded elevator ascends to higher floors.

In the elevator, a group of reporters had certificates hanging around their necks, microphones in their hands, and guns and cannons. They were all very excited, talking and laughing with each other.

Consciously or not, they glanced at the corner of the elevator. There was a young man in a neat suit, a little too handsome! In this elevator crowd, his temperament is incompatible with the others, making people look over him involuntarily.

...Yes, it was Bai Mo who was smiling and chatting with several immortal arts committee members and Lord Chong.

Peach Blossom Eyes was holding a small bronze medicine box, standing at the master's feet, squinting her eyes, sometimes touching the outer wall of the box, and caring about the plant machine inside.

Lord Chong lowered his voice.

“This press conference is very important!

“The venue is on the seventeenth floor, but the elevator can only go to the fourteenth floor.

"We need to go through the first level security check on the fourteenth floor and the second level security check on the fifteenth floor. There are some things on the sixteenth floor."

Bai Mo was speechless.

"So troublesome?"

…

On the fourteenth floor, everyone stepped out of the elevator and blocked the entrance to a security check.

Several uniformed staff stepped forward to guide us.

"I'm very sorry, please stand in line for security check.

“Men and women are inspected in two teams.

"Please open all your bags."

The reporters had understood the process before coming and were very cooperative.

But he saw the young female staff member in charge of the security inspection lowering her head and looking into her peach-blossom eyes, looking at the small bronze medicine box slung across her body. He even extended his hand as if he wanted to greet Taohuayan to open the box for security inspection...

Peach Blossom Eyes held the small medicine box in her arms, frowning, ears pricked up, and squinting eyes full of warning.

Bai Mo was about to say something when he saw Mr. Chong's female secretary walking from the corridor with a smile on her face.

"Master Chong, white ink expert, come in with me quickly."

So he took the two of them and bypassed the security check.

…

“There will be a security check on the fourteenth floor, and the invitation letter and identity information must be verified.

"But you two don't need it. I'll take you directly to the fifteenth floor."

Mr. Chong's female secretary walked in front, leading the two of them through the corridor on the fourteenth floor, past busy offices, and climbed the stairs to the fifteenth floor.

"Our secretary-general asked two experts to check the two security checks on the fifteenth floor and give us guidance..."

Bai Mo instantly understood that this meant that he should also go through the security check?

The female secretary spoke tactfully enough, so she would give people this face.

He glanced at Master Chong and saw Master Chong grinning.

"Then let's go and have a look."

"sure."

…

The first security room.

There is an immortal arts committee member guarding a simple bronze standing mirror.

The female secretary stepped forward and introduced, "This is a mirror that can reflect the bones. If the bones and skin do not match, you can tell through the mirror image. Can you two give it a try?"

Immortal weapon?

Specialized in restraining human skin masks, disguise skills, and makeup skills?

Bai Mo looked at the mirror a few times, then stepped forward and took a look.

I saw Master Chong's one-eyed dragon face in the mirror, with peach blossom eyes and hairy face.

…

The second security room.

There is an immortal arts committee member guarding a simple bronze bell.

The female secretary stood nearby and introduced, "This is the soul-dwelling bell. If the soul and the body shell are not completely matched, the soul will be shaken out by the bell."

Another fairy weapon?

Restrain moving souls and sending souls?

The Fairy Arts Committee still has some wealth!

The bells are ringing.

when……

The sound is not loud, with a slight clear sound.

…

After completing the security check on the 14th and 15th floors, Bai Mo followed the female secretary and Mr. Chong to the 16th floor.

"Is this floor also subject to security checks?"

"No, this layer is where makeup is applied."

make up?

Bai Mo walked through the corridor and saw busy makeup artists in every room.

In the first room, I saw Zhang Shan, lying on a leather chair and being manipulated by several makeup artists. With one layer of powder, one layer of oil and one layer of putty, the pimples all over my face disappeared, and I instantly became a little girl with cream.

In the second room, I saw Lu Yang, also lying on the leather chair, letting the makeup artist paint shadows on his face. His father, Lu Zhou, was watching from the side, quite excited, and happened to make a suggestion, "Yes, the cheekbones should be more pronounced, hahaha, it will look like a white ink expert!"

In the third room, I saw Yu Tingting, also putting on makeup. Her father, wearing a suit and tie, stood beside her, with a relaxed and happy expression on his face.

Bai Mo suddenly felt strange and asked Lord Chong's secretary next to him in a low voice.

"Yu Tingting's father doesn't hate the job of the Immortal Arts Committee?

"But look at his attitude today..."

The female secretary replied softly.

"President Chen Shu has said that the three of them should be role models and they will be dedicated to publicity in the future, so they don't have to go out in the field anymore."

Bai Mo nodded.

I see.

Passing by another dressing room, I saw a girl with stiff eyebrows and dull expression lying on the leather chair inside. It was Wu Qingyun. Her energy and blood were weak, and her face was as golden as paper, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. The makeup artist was carefully applying foundation and blush on her to make her look better.

President Chen Shu stood behind her.

"Qingyun, you are suffering!

"Show your appearance at this press conference, let reporters take pictures of you, and let the audience see you. You will have successfully completed your mission and can go and recuperate."

Wu Qingyun answered softly.

“Not bitter.

"It should be done."

Bai Mo took another look and saw President Chen Shu. His hall was also blackened, his energy and blood were weak, and his face was like gold paper. But it wasn't because he was injured, it seemed that he had just had a huge consumption and consumed too much spiritual consciousness.

What happened?

Just drew a talisman for the bottom of the box?

At this moment, President Chen Shu saw Bai Mo and Chong Ye and walked out with a smile.

"White ink expert, Mr. Chong, are you here too?

"Today is a big day, thank you for coming."

A few people exchanged pleasantries.

Chong Ye looked at Bai Mo's face and suddenly thought, why not let Bai Mo put on makeup too?

Let Bai Mo put on ugly makeup to make his appearance less high-profile and dazzling.

After all, today's protagonists are Zhang Shan and Wu Qingyun. And Bai Mo's face, whether it should be said or not, is very dominant...

But he hesitated for a moment and was unable to say this.

At Bai Mo's feet, Peach Blossom Eyes is holding a small bronze medicine box, and the fox eyes are shining!

When we come to this floor, there are already many people involved in immortality. The plant machine can hear many voices. Is it growing rapidly now?

After exchanging a few words, President Chen Shu raised his hand and looked at his watch.

“Let’s not talk anymore, I’m going to put on makeup too.

“As I get older, my complexion is too ugly, haha.

"Let's talk later!"

The few people separated, Bai Mo followed the female secretary, with peach blossom eyes, went to the seventeenth floor in advance and entered the venue.

…

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The conference room was full and the press conference was held on time.

The curtains were drawn and lights were cast from the ceiling, making the large conference room brightly lit.

On the rostrum, President Chen Shu and a group of leaders, dressed in suits and leather shoes, were baptized by the flashes of various cameras and cameras.

President Chen Shu’s voice was low as he read the manuscript.

"...We successfully protected Mr. Zhang Yuan and blocked the assassins sent by the enemy..."

In the auditorium, there were immortal arts committee members, reporters waiting to ask questions, and expert consultants, sitting in different areas.

Bai Mo was sitting in the auditorium, leaning on the back of his chair with a straight waist, looking at the podium with an expressionless expression, showing a cold expression.

In fact, my heart is filled with joy.

Peach Blossom Eyes sat next to the master, holding a small medicine box, with a sullen face and squinting eyes, looking at the ceiling, showing a cold expression.

In fact, my heart is filled with joy.

Because... Today, most of the people involved in immortality in Xizhou City gathered in the venue today, hundreds of them, with many voices, and it was a pleasure for Plant Machine to listen to them!

Bai Mo's spiritual consciousness entered the small bronze medicine chest and could observe that eight kinds of grass with characteristics like ears were listening in all directions, sometimes trembling, sometimes squirming, and hearing many voices. The pheromones generated by these voices are transmitted to the roadside flowers in the middle of the plant machine through the grafted leaves, vines, roots...

The roadside flower that originally had only one bud is now growing at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye, getting taller and taller!

Click! Click! Click!

Several cameras took pictures in Bai Mo's direction.

In other words... take a picture of Wu Qingyun sitting next to Bai Mo.

Wu Qingyun did not sit on the rostrum. She was now wearing heavy makeup, covering her weak and sallow face like gold paper. She was wearing armor, holding a long sword, and sat on the seat next to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo looked around and saw that her facial features were very delicate and quite good-looking, but they were too stiff and made her look dull.

What's going on with this girl?

Congenital facial paralysis?

Or are you born with a cold personality?

If he used his spiritual sense to investigate, he could find out what was wrong with her...but Bai Mo didn't do that. After all, it's very rude and goes against his principles.

Looking back, I heard that President Chen Shu was already introducing Zhang Shan and the three of them, and briefly introduced the process of the three of them catching the fly assassin.

“...Commissioner Zhang Shan has a strong sense of responsibility and never leaves Zhang Yuan.

"Next, we will ask Commissioner Zhang Shan to personally report the scene that day."

However, Zhang Yuan, who was wearing heavy makeup, was seen sitting next to the rostrum. He cleared his throat, stared at the speech, and moved closer to the microphone.

"Dear leaders and friends from the media, good afternoon everyone..."

Bai Mo's face was expressionless, and he was snickering in his heart as he watched this guy talk nonsense.

It's actually pretty good that things have developed the way they are now. Zhang Yuan and the others no longer have to go out to work, and are away from danger. Bai Mo himself does not need to be exposed to the vision of the dark world.

While listening, Bai Mo used his spiritual consciousness to observe his roadside flowers.

But I saw that this flower was growing very fast, and it had already sprouted small leaves.

Bai Mo sighed in his heart, today's press conference is the right time!

For some people, this press conference is boring and uninteresting. But sitting here, Bai Mo felt that the press conference was quite good, and even hoped that the press conference could be longer.

At this moment...

Boom!

Duh duh duh…

The windows of the well-airtight conference room started to shake!

There was an uproar in the venue!

The attendees all turned their attention to the windows.

what happened?

On the rostrum, President Chen Shu covered his headset, as if listening to some information.

After a moment, he interrupted Zhang Shan's speech, cleared his throat, and leaned in front of the microphone.

"Everyone, please be patient.

“There was a little accident.

“A few days ago, everyone must have watched a live broadcast where a giant bird attacked our committee’s plane and member Wu Qingyun.

“Today, our windows were shaking because of the sudden strong wind blowing on our upper floor.

"And this strong wind was brought by the giant bird that day."

ah?

In the conference room, hundreds of people looked at each other.

The faces of the committee members and experts all changed.

The reporters looked confused, but they felt intuitively that there seemed to be big news?

But I saw that President Chen Shu seemed to have been prepared.

The curtain behind him slowly lowered, and the image was projected onto the curtain.

That was a map, a map of Xizhou City. In the center of the map is where the Fairy Arts Committee is located, and where the press conference building is located.

At this time, a red dot was quickly crossing the map and rushing towards the building in the center of the map.

The reporters widened their eyes and understood.

"ah?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Could it be..."

In the audience, the faces of the committee members and experts became even more ugly.

Wu Qingyun's face was expressionless, but her eyes flickered.

Bai Mo was depressed.

Peach blossom eyes held the bronze medicine box, feeling depressed.

On the podium, President Chen Shu nodded.

"That's right.

"That giant bird is crashing into our conference room!"

On the big screen, a new image was projected, very blurry.

But it was a giant bird, carrying a bronze building on its back, passing through the gaps between high-rise buildings in the blue sky and white sun, setting off strong winds, rushing towards the Fairy Arts Committee building!

The reporters stared wide-eyed, paying no attention to their cameras or recorders.

"This...what should we do?"

"Will the press conference continue?"

"Isn't it too scary? Is the bird not alive?"

…

All the leaders and committee members all looked ugly.

Should we cancel the press conference and evacuate the crowd?

If it's stopped like this, where will the Xianju Committee's face go?

…

Bai Mo sat in the audience, feeling as sick as if he had eaten a fly.

What a fuck!

The plant machine was listening happily and was growing vigorously. This stupid bird came to disgust people. If the meeting was suspended, where would they find the voices of so many people involved in immortality?

The peach blossom eyes next to her figured out what was going on. When they looked at the giant copper bird flying on the screen, they frowned and their fox eyes widened!

The roadside flowers in its arms are growing happily. Is this stupid bird going to do bad things?

Peach Blossom Eyes tugged at Master's sleeves and asked Master with her eyes, "Do you want to arrange it for this stupid bird?"

…

On the rostrum, President Chen Shu smiled lightly.

“Everyone, there is no need to panic.

“We have sufficient plans to ensure everyone’s safety!

"This is an unexpected incident, but it can also be regarded as an impromptu component of the press conference.

“Friends from the media, you can pick up your camera again and take a picture of our big screen.

"Or go to the window to take pictures, maybe you can take a picture of the giant bird flying from a distance."

The reporters were doubtful, you looked at me, I looked at you, but remembering that this is the headquarters of the Immortal Arts Committee, with Chairman Chen Shu and Commissioner Wu Qingyun here, it is estimated that the gangsters cannot be allowed to run wild. I picked up my camera and started taking pictures on the big screen and President Chen Shu.

Bai Mo frowned.

"Is the committee prepared?"

He noticed that Wu Qingyun beside him glanced at the ceiling with an imperceptible look.

"The committee's preparations are upstairs? On the eighteenth floor?"

Bai Mo's consciousness extended upward, passed through the ceiling, and reached the eighteenth floor, spreading like an invisible wind.

Sure enough, we found a group of people on the 18th floor, wearing committee uniforms, busy!

Several telescopes were set up in the window to observe the approaching giant bird from the Tonglou.

There is a missile control station with several screens and densely packed buttons.

A two-meter-long oversized anti-materiel sniper rifle, with the gun body fixed in the window and the barrel sticking out of the window.

The sniper in camouflage uniform carefully loaded the hand-length super-large bullet into the barrel of the gun.

Bai Mo's spiritual consciousness sensed that the bullet was no ordinary bullet. There was a roll of human skin talisman stuffed inside the hollow bullet! It's the kind that Fang Bo has refined before, which seals the souls of strangers...soul talisman!

Thanks to book friend 0228 for the reward~