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

"Huh? Can I see it?"

"Tusita Heaven, is this what it looks like?"

"Emperor, is it the Emperor who is helping us?"

"Is that Taotie?"

A group of ancient immortals opened their eyes in the diffused medicinal gas.

Their eyes, stained with medicinal gas, became bright again, and they were not hindered by the fog of Tusita Heaven, and they could ignore the fog in Tusita Heaven.

They looked at Bai Mo sitting on the high platform, and their eyes flashed, showing joy and gratitude.

They saw Taotie crawling on the high platform again, with complicated eyes, and they dared not say much.

Then they saw Bai Mo on the high platform said lightly.

"These immortals came to Tusita Heaven, were deceived of their knowledge containers, and were left here, suffering from tens of thousands of years of hardship.

"They may have done bad things, or they may have done good things.

"Many things, as of today, can no longer be commented on.

"We reopened Tushita Heaven. In this Tushita Heaven, we need guides, examiners, and invigilators.

"You can be the chief examiner.

"But the other duties will be performed by these immortals.

"They have suffered in Tushita Heaven for tens of thousands of years. Let them enjoy some merits again. What do you think?"

Taotie kowtowed like pounding garlic.

"Emperor, you are so right!

"Such a good idea, why can't I think of it?"

As for Bai Mo's "reopening Tushita Heaven" and "examiner", Taotie did not question it at all and followed his advice.

After a friendly exchange with Bai Mo, it asked tentatively.

"Uh...Emperor, my master, Emperor Yincao, he...he left me in Tushita Heaven and let me practice immortal arts.

"He said that after eternity, one day, when the war begins, the bloody wind blows across the nine states, the bloody rain falls on the earth, and the smoke of war fills the sky, he will come back, take me away, lead me to fight, turn the tide, save the collapsing building, kill the god Agu, and return peace to the world.

"But, I waited year after year, but he never came.

"Where did he go?

"Do you know?

"This Tushita Heaven is not important.

"These knowledge containers are not important.

"These alchemy furnaces are not important.

"Even the Yincao furnace is not important.

"I just want to know, where did my master go?

"Why don't you come to pick me up? "

Bai Mo was slightly startled.

Squinting his eyes, his vision went to the present world, to the tomb of Emperor Yincao that was being excavated.

He really didn't know how to answer Taotie's question.

...

Hu... Woo...

The twilight of the world was deep.

Outside the Yincao Tomb, a group of foxes, together with Lord Qingyue, shone the beams of their flashlights into the gap in the tomb.

But after the black oil was drained, the huge cavity that was vacated suddenly revealed one after another thick, twisted, and branched roots.

Is this... using dirty black oil to grow fairy grass?

"Is it Yincao?

"The mythical fairy grass that made Emperor Yincao famous.

"Legend has it that this fairy grass can absorb nutrients from all the filth in the world.

"Is Emperor Yincao going to use this Yincao to absorb nutrients from pollution?"

The foxes looked at each other.

There is also this kind of fairy grass?

"Hmm?"

"Ah?"

Their flashlight beams continued to explore the interior of the tomb.

Then I saw densely packed Yin grass, one after another, twisted and tangled, intricate, absorbing nutrients from the black oil that filled the huge tomb, and then constantly gathered, gathered into nine paths, extending to the center of the tomb, extending to a huge stone coffin. Use nine thick roots to stuff into the gaps in the coffin board, stuff into the coffin, and send the absorbed nutrients into the coffin.

One by one, the roots soaked in black oil are all black, greasy, and dirty.

And the nine roots connected to them and extending into the coffin board are all emitting a hazy green light, with only the cleanest knowledge and nutrition.

"Can this Yin grass really absorb nutrients from pollution?

" So fierce? "

The Lord of Qingyue was sighing, and found something wrong.

Nine roots entered under the coffin board.

The first seven were emitting a hazy green light.

The last two had greasy and dark lines in the green light.

"Failed?"

"Extraction failed?"

"Filtration failed?"

"The pollution finally penetrated the Yin grass and entered the coffin?

"So, Emperor Yin Cao..."

...

In Tushita Heaven.

Ancient immortals knelt beside the platform.

On the platform, Taotie looked up and looked at Bai Mo, waiting for Bai Mo's answer.

Bai Mo frowned, thought for a long time, and shook his head.

"I don't know where he went.

"You, keep waiting."

Taotie's huge eyes shed tears.

Do you still want to wait?

Then wait!

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and I don't mind waiting a little longer.

…

“Refill the tomb and let Emperor Yincao rest in peace.”

Bai Mo’s voice echoed outside the Yincao Mausoleum.

Qingyue Junhou and the foxes had heard it.

The foxes nodded one after another and just followed the master’s orders. Some jumped onto the excavator, and some jumped onto the clouds, ready to start the backfilling work.

Qingyue Junhou also turned around and flew away.

Her consciousness had just gone into the coffin and saw the body of Emperor Yincao.

The emperor was lying in the coffin.

The left hand had been polluted and turned black.

The right hand had not been polluted, but he strangled his own throat and ended his life.

It turned out that many years ago, the emperor realized that the Yincao had been infiltrated, the absorption had failed, and he was polluted, so he simply ended his life.

With a full heart of melancholy, the Qingyue Lord flew higher and higher.

Hearing the "boom" and "boom" sounds, he turned around and saw that the mausoleum construction site had already made a loud noise, smoke and dust rose, and the ground shook. It turned out that the foxes were backfilling the soil, compacting the surface, and setting up seals.

The Emperor Yincao wanted to use his Yincao to absorb nutrients from the pollution, to cultivate himself, and to travel through the ages.

But things change so much. Although the god Agu has been defeated, although human civilization has escaped destruction, although history has returned to the right track, and although the Taotie in Tushita Heaven is still waiting, the Yincao Emperor has already committed suicide in failure.

He did not live to this day after all.

No one even knows how many tens of thousands of years ago he died?

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