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

Everyone present had already seen this scene. At this time, they were no longer surprised. Instead, they all looked at Bai Mo and Bai Gloves.

White Gloves squatted at Master's feet, leaning against Master's legs, eyes wide open, mouth slightly opened.

What the hell is that? What about the puppets? Where did it go?

Bai Mo pondered for a moment.

"Is it a formation? A confusing formation? A blinding method?"

His consciousness had already passed through the formation, and he had seen behind the formation and the real scene in the dead end. There was a sigh in his heart, but his face was expressionless.

Instructing his fox apprentice, "Go and try it, feel your nails and walk in."

With the master around, White Gloves was not afraid of anything, so he raised his front paws flat and explored the path with his nails, walking towards the depths of the dead end.

Suddenly, its nails seemed to poke a layer of void water curtain, causing the air to ripple in circles.

It turned around and saw its master nodding, so it jabbed forward with ten nails!

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound, as if there were huge bubbles being popped by white gloves.

The scene in the dead end suddenly changed.

What was originally a dead end with cold white floor tiles turned out to be a large area of ​​blood red!

The originally quiet and silent dead end was actually filled with flies buzzing around!

The dead end that originally smelled of disinfectant water suddenly burst into a thick, rancid smell of blood!

A group of immortal arts committee members were so overwhelmed by the smell that they subconsciously covered their noses and retreated.

But he saw that the ground was painted with dense blood formations, simple patterns, hieroglyphs, and several blood-red circles with something enclosed in them.

"What's in that circle? A small leather fan?"

"A human ear?"

"The spherical one?"

"Damn it, it looks like a human eyeball!"

The blood turned into an array, with red circles surrounding human eyes and ears. The name of this array is "Concealing People's Eyes and Ears".

The senior committee member just felt horrified and looked pale.

The newly-senior committee member even bent over and vomited, and was hurriedly pulled away by the senior committee member, "You are not allowed to vomit here, you are not allowed to destroy the scene, you will carry it in your uniform when you vomit!"

Looking at the back of the array diagram and the dead end, it is even more mind-boggling.

Dozens of headless corpses were lying there, and dozens of heads were rolling around on the ground, completely blocking this dead end! Their wounds and the blood on the ground have dried up, turned black, and are no longer fresh. They are attracting large swarms of flies, "buzzing" and feasting on them.

Commissioner Gu Lin looked pale.

Looking around the alley, "Has the murderer escaped?

"Who did it?

"What do you want to do?"

The white gloves retracted, jumped onto the master's shoulders, and leaned their plush body against the master's neck and head.

I had just come out to work, and I was thinking about going to eat fried chicken with my master after the job, so why did I meet a pervert? Seriously affects its appetite!

Commissioner Gu Lin is already calling to report.

All the committee members and experts did not enter the scene. They just waited outside the dead end and stayed there for the time being.

Bai Mo suddenly heard Yu Tingting murmuring in a low voice next to him.

"Is this... practicing [decapitation]?"

[Beheading]?

Bai Mo looked over and listened to Yu Tingting's explanation.

It turns out that the training content of Sequence Eight of the Sword Immortal Path mainly includes three sword techniques, namely [cutting throat], [heart picking] and [beheading]. Only those who have completed all three sword techniques are qualified to prepare for the promotion ceremony.

"Why doesn't this name sound like serious swordsmanship?"

Yu Tingting pouted.

“It’s not serious to begin with.

"The so-called Sword Immortal, in the ancient Immortal Dynasty, was a punishment hand and an executioner. Isn't what the executioner practices like cutting throats and beheadings?

"Can we still let the executioner practice the Dugu Nine Swords?"

Everyone was silent.

Not long after, the materials department and more expert committee members rushed to the scene.

Wu Qingyun also came. She was wearing bright red armor, a bronze helmet, and a long sword on her waist. She looked at the mountain of corpses in the dead end. She had no expression on her face, and she walked directly into the bloody formation. , bent down and carefully looked at the wounds of the beheaded man.

When all the committee members and experts, including the materials department, saw this scene, they stopped and waited for Wu Qingyun to take a look first.

"What is Commissioner Wu Qingyun looking at?"

"Look at the enemy's tactics?"

"She is a swordsman genius, and her ideas are different from ours. Let her see it first."

But gradually, Bai Mo realized something was wrong.

Wu Qingyun was standing next to the mountain of corpses, sometimes looking at the severed neck, sometimes at the thrown head. He didn't seem to be studying the enemy. Instead, he was making various movements, and he seemed to be learning swordsmanship. mean.

He even pulled out his long sword and gestured beside the mountain of corpses, simulating the enemy's movements. It even adjusts from time to time. Eighth achievement is learning swordsmanship!

Is this... learning swordsmanship while it's hot?

The atmosphere off the court got weird.

"Is she learning swordsmanship?"

"What the hell, you learned it here?"

"Does she know that those corpses are other people's fathers and mothers, other people's sons and daughters?"

"Doesn't she have the ability to empathize?"

Next to Bai Mo, Yu Tingting also turned pale.

"She...this...I remember Master Guxian said that when practicing swordsmanship, it is best to be able to kill real people.

"She can't kill a real person, but she can learn from it in the first place where others kill people. It seems like..."

Yu Tingting frowned and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"...It seems to be quite difficult to accept."

Bai Mo and Bai Glove looked at the dead end, next to the mountain of corpses, where the girl waved her sword and scattered a swarm of flies, and they didn't feel comfortable with it either.

“The family of the deceased won’t come, right?

"If any family members come, I'm afraid she will be beaten."

Zhang Shan and Lu Yang also chatted.

"I read online that Wu Qingyun made herself stupid by practicing swordsmanship. She lost her emotions and only had swordsmanship left in her heart.

“I thought that was bullshit.

"Why does it seem to be true now?"

Suddenly, a voice from the crowd couldn't bear it anymore.

"Wu Qingyun! What are you doing? Don't you have empathy? So many people have died, and you are still thinking about practicing swordsmanship? Aren't you uncomfortable?"

In the dead end, next to the mountain of corpses, the girl turned back.

Inside the bronze helmet, the delicate little face still had no expression. Even the eyebrows are dull.

She looked at the crowd.

"What's the discomfort?

"It's not uncomfortable."

Her expression was so calm and she didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all.

But everyone could clearly see that two lines of tears dropped from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks and the delicate corners of her jaws.

The expression on her face was cold. But the tears that flowed out were also hot.

It was as if her expression and her tears belonged to two people. In other words, the original Wu Qingyun was split apart. It made her look so weird.

Seeing this scene, everyone became quiet.

They all felt that they could accept Wu Qingyun's actions.

She's not cold-blooded...she's just sick.

…

In the small restaurant, Bai Mo, Zhang Shan and others gathered in a private room, gathered around a table of dishes, and were eating.

The white gloves beside Bai Mo were guarding a pile of fried chicken, "clicking, clicking" in a showy manner. It was frightened today and its appetite was so frightened that it had to eat more to supplement it!

Zhang Shan gnawed on pancakes.

"We don't need to worry about this case for the time being. The committee's criminal investigation experts, map investigation experts, as well as fairy beast experts and Gu Tao experts who are good at tracking have all been mobilized to arrest the criminals. Professional matters are left to professionals. We all just have to sit back and wait for orders.”

After saying this, he took a sip of pimple soup.

"Don't talk about such nonsense, talk about something happy."

He moved closer to Bai Mo, looking mysterious and much more relaxed.

"Our group of sixty-odd immortal warriors in Xizhou City was just identified as useless by the Ancient Immortal Round Stone and the Ancient Immortal a few days ago.

"Hahaha."

Bai Mo frowned while eating. What's good about all the waste?

Not ashamed but proud?

But then I thought about it and realized it immediately.

The ancient immortal who has high expectations for his apprentice is a time bomb.

Master Guxian gave up and stopped causing trouble, so his disciples could be free and at ease.

It’s really good!

Zhang Shan's eyebrows were dancing with joy, "From now on in the dream, just focus on helping the ancient immortal dig up soil and documents, and there is no need to practice anymore. He will not force us anymore, and he will not make trouble again."

Lu Yang said while eating.

“We will stay in Sequence Nine for the rest of our lives.

“It’s still the not-so-strong group in Sequence Nine.

"Seriously, do you envy Wu Qingyun?

"Sequence eight, how powerful that is, and the status is high."

As soon as this was said, there was a moment of silence at the dinner table.

Everyone recalled Wu Qingyun's abnormal appearance and sighed with emotion.

"Not envious.

"She looks so scary.

“I don’t want to be like her.

"But... I admire you very much!

"If it's really a big deal, it's better to rely on her to handle it."

"Her pathology is a giving."

Lu Yang said again.

"Do you think all high-sequences have some flaws?

"Do you have President Chen Shu? Do you have any members of the Iron Eighteen Committee?"

A few people lowered their voices and started gossiping.

"It seems they are all there, but they are hidden better."

"Alas, those of us who have been identified as trash are actually very comfortable."

"Then tell me, the mysterious gentleman in our Xizhou City who is on the alchemy path has a higher sequence. How perverted will he be?"

"That's hard to imagine!"

"I guess your personality is also abnormal, right?"

"I'm afraid I have to bear a lot of sins in order to get promoted."

"Is he still healthy?"

"I'm afraid you have a lot of problems and quirks, right?"

Zhang Shan and others are getting more and more outrageous as they talk.

The white glove man next to him was eating fried chicken and looking at the master with strange eyes.

But he saw that the corners of Master's mouth were twitching and he was very speechless.

…

The sky over Fox Mountain was as cloudy as ever.

Bai Mo wore the newly purchased outdoor sports shoes and walked on the ruins, watching his apprentices dig holes and soil.

"It seems like it's becoming more and more professional."

There are fox apprentices digging pits at the bottom, and they are like small fountains, frantically pouring dirt out! Much faster than before.

Huge stone walls were occasionally lifted up by several fox apprentices and carried outside the pit, ready to be sent to the Bronze Hall.

The broken walls and ruins buried in the soil had been corroded and weathered for millions of years and had become fragile, but the disciples became able to handle them with ease.

Then I saw a big pit, and White Tail was cleaning a broken wall. He first used a big shovel to smash away the mud stuck to the broken wall, then used a small shovel to slowly smash the mud, and then used the big tail to clean up, brushing off the last bits of mud. A layer of dirt. After such a complete set of work was completed, the sequence of characters on the broken wall was preserved as completely as possible.

Seeing the master looking outside, Bai Tai immediately looked at the master and pointed at the broken wall, "Hey!"

This kind of broken wall that is attached to the foundation and cannot be taken away requires the master to copy it by himself. It's just the right time to let Master come down and take a look.

"Look at how dirty you are."

Bai Mo then jumped into the pit, smiled and cursed, squatted down first, touched Bai Tai's head, then hugged him and helped him brush the dirt off his body and tail. Although his name is White Tail, only the tip of his tail is actually white. The hair is very smooth, and the dirt cannot catch on it at all, so it can be brushed off easily.

It leaned its head against Master's arms and rubbed it gently. Together with Master, it stared at the serial text on the wall... although it couldn't understand it.

"well?

"Did you really find it?"

Bai Mo looked at it for a while, his face beaming with joy.

"The next prescription required to advance to sequence six is ​​Huaihuo Decoction!

"Increase the Dantian Qi Sea to make the Qi Sea more accommodating and accommodate more Dan Fire.

"Hahaha."

This prescription was not a secret in ancient times and was not that difficult to find. But it was possible to find it so quickly thanks to the thousands of fox apprentices digging frantically at the ruins!

Bai Mo hugged Bai Tai and simply sat cross-legged on the ground, studying this new prescription.

The dozen or so fox apprentices next to him all burst out with joy after hearing what their master had just said, and their fox faces showed smiles.

The new recipe has been found again!

Master can take another step forward, and Fox Mountain can become stronger!

The apprentices didn't look at it much and quickly went back to do their own things.

The sky was cloudy, the wind was howling in the mountains, and flying sand and rocks were occasionally thrown up from the ruins.

Bai Mo then sat cross-legged in the pit, looking at the sequence of words on the broken wall, concentrating on studying and thinking about the prescription.

He would lower his head from time to time and use his fingers to write and draw on the dirt, or make some marks, or make some entries, or record some processes.

White Tails huddled in Master's arms, rubbing his head against Master's chest and arms. Very reluctant to leave. But after hesitating for a moment, he still defeated himself, got out of the master's arms, and ran all the way out of the ruins, running farther and farther.

…

Bai Mo sat cross-legged in the pit, writing and drawing on the ground while studying the medicine.

The land in front of me was full, so I stretched out my hand to erase it and start writing again.

Suddenly, his tablet was handed to him.

Turning around to look, it turned out to be White Tails, holding a tablet in its two front paws. This guy was very clever. Seeing that the master had no paper and pen, he ran back to the main hall and got the tablet.

"Haha, it's really yours."

Bai Mo pinched Bai Tail's chubby cheeks, took the tablet, lit up the screen, and continued to deduce the prescription.

…

Time passed little by little, and Bai Mo sat in the pit, watching, thinking, writing and drawing.

The white tail beside him sometimes helps Master brush away the wind and sand from his body.

Seeing that Master seemed to be thirsty, he immediately handed over Master's water glass... This clever guy, at some point, also fetched Bai Mo's water glass. He even went to the cafeteria to get two jade fruits, put them in a bowl and put them next to him, ready to replenish his master's strength.

Bai Mo's research on the prescription has also come to an end.

"...The last medicine is fire lotus.

"Huh? Fire Lotus?

"Fire Lotus of two hundred years?"

Bai Mo's expression froze.

It had only been three years since he came to Fox Mountain.

Almost all the drugs in Fox Mountain's warehouse are fast-growing.

Where can he get the fire lotus flowers that are two hundred years old?