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

The clouds in the sky are reflected in the swamp water.

The strong wind blew, the water rippled, the waves rolled, and the reflection shattered.

brush……

Amidst the sound of friction on the ground, the big mushroom boat came with wind and fire.

In the cockpit, Bai Xingxing and Huanquanhu all had crooked smiles on their faces!

The big mushroom boat is different!

Master puts a helmet on the big mushroom boat...a durian shell helmet, golden yellow, extremely hard, and has sharp thorns!

In the cockpit, you can see the back of the big mushroom ship's head covered with spikes. It looks majestic and domineering, and the fox likes it very much!

White Star pushed the joystick and launched the ship into the water.

They want to fight the Bronze Hut again!

Wow…

Amid the sound of water, Bai Mo sat on the sliding pole on the shore and watched the big mushroom boat enter the water.

This durian helmet, I guess it should work?

If it doesn't work, think of another way.

As for the bronze cabin... Bai Mo began to look forward to it, what good things would be inside?

…

Deep underwater.

The outlines of the bronze huts are blurred in the mud and darkness.

The big mushroom boat descended from above, approaching the room we passed last time.

Bai Xingxing frowned, his expression serious.

Looking at Circle Hu next to him, he saw that Circle Hu had already fastened his vine safety belt.

"Ouch?"

In a whisper, he asked the senior brothers in the observation room at the back.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

They are all ready too.

Bai Xingxing controlled the direction and stepped on the accelerator... The big mushroom boat suddenly dipped down, tilted its neck, and the huge head wearing a durian helmet hit the side of the bronze cabin like a pendulum.

when!

Amidst the muffled sound, water waves surged wildly, and mud and sand rose everywhere.

A group of foxes buckled their seat belts and were shaken to pieces.

Looking intently at the outside of the cabin, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

The bronze hut was knocked crooked!

If it works, try it again!

…

shore.

Bai Mo sat on the sliding pole and looked at the water with several fox apprentices.

After all, it is a new type of ruins. I don’t know the specific situation, but I still need to pay attention to it... Several apprentices, some carry small brushes, some carry hacksaws, and some carry small buckets filled with antioxidant potions. They are all waiting nervously.

Bai Mo was thinking, if he couldn't figure it out, he would go down and have a look in person and think of other ways?

Not long after, ripples were seen on the water surface, and with another "crash" sound, the big mushroom boat broke out of the water, with a row of durian spiked teeth installed in its vertical mouth, biting the big bronze object that had been smashed and deformed. Look carefully at the shape, and it was exactly right. It's a small house!

The foxes on the shore immediately started cheering.

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Bai Mo also grinned.

"Good, let's open it first and see what's inside."

…

The small bronze house was thrown on this shore... It was more like a big box than a house. It was simple in style and had almost no patterns... Of course, it could also be because it had gone through so many years that the patterns had been lost. The washout is gone.

There were no windows or doors, just like a sealed bronze can.

Several foxes were pulling hacksaws, cutting with a roar, causing sparks to fly.

Bai Mo stood nearby, his consciousness spreading out like the wind, entering it, and already knew the contents of the can in advance.

"this……"

I thought there would be prescriptions for promotion to Sequence Six, ancient medicinal seeds, special immortal weapons, alchemy documents, etc... But instead, there were piles and piles of copper plates inside.

The words inscribed on the copper plate of sequence seven are not a prescription either. But...

"...experiment record?"

It was the alchemist studying the Dantian of the beast control master, experimental records.

Bai Mo frowned, not knowing whether he should be happy or not. Semi-finished products like experimental records are definitely not as good as experimental conclusions. But on the other hand, there are experimental records, and he can do his own research and draw his own conclusions.

"Forget it, let me see what the ancient immortals are studying?

"Try again. What can you learn from these experimental records?"

…

Not far from the swamp, there were two large holes in the roof, and one and a half pillars were broken, but the whole hall was still intact and stable.

Some of the fox apprentices brought shovels and brooms to shovel away the soil and sweep away the dust.

Some brought bundles of bamboo poles and set up rows of racks in the hall.

Some rushed in with piles of copper plates on their heads...the experimental records just dug out from the water. Because they have been sealed in cans, these copper plates are still brass-colored and smooth to the touch.

The fox apprentices carefully fixed them to the shelf in order.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Black Star tilted his head and gave White Tails a look of contempt.

The fox's words told it that its copper plate was hung upside down!

"Ouch?"

Whitetail looked at his copper plate, then at Black Star's, and frowned.

Is it reversed?

The copper plate is full of ghostly symbols that foxes cannot understand. Is there any pros and cons?

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Black Star pointed at the copper plate and told White Tail that the master just said that it depends on the format. The shortest and centered one is the title, and the title is at the top!

White Tail picked up a copper plate, stared at it for a while, and nodded solemnly...it remembered it!

That's it...

Small houses everywhere were brought up from the bottom of the water.

Each copper can was sawed open by the foxes.

Stacks of copper plates were hung on the shelves by the foxes.

Not long after, this abandoned hall was cleaned up and its appearance changed. There were neat rows of shelves and brand new copper plates hung there.

…

The apprentices are still sending new coins.

Bai Mo wandered around the hall and began to observe the experimental records on the copper plate.

Sure enough, it was the Alchemist from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty who found hundreds of Sequence 8 Alchemists from nowhere, raised them, observed their Dantian secrets every day, recorded various index data every day, and engraved them on these copper plates. Each indicator is written in the language of Alchemy Path Sequence 7, which is even difficult to translate into modern languages.

"Why do you want to study the secret treasure of the beast master's dantian?

"Is it different from other ways?"

Bai Mo lightly scanned a few copper plates, thought for a while, then took out his tablet computer, dug out the literature, and verified it, and found that it was really different!

The beast master can actually share the secret treasure of Dantian with the fairy beast?

Even if the beast master and the immortal beast are hundreds of miles apart and cannot see each other, they can still access the immortal energy in the other party's Dantian.

“To put it this way, it’s really amazing.

"The principles inside are worth studying."

Bai Mo walked along and continued to look at these copper plates.

I looked at the data of one beast master after another on the same day.

I looked at the data of the same beastmaster, day after day.

I feel that the value of this data is not high... Most of the data is very stable, basically does not change, or fluctuates within a small range. Occasionally there are big changes, but the reasons are recorded in the notes, such as "fight", "food poisoning"...

"What can be learned from this junk data?

"Is it worth spending so much copper to preserve it?

"Why is the ancient immortal going to all this trouble?"

Not to mention the Ancient Immortal, even in Fox Mountain today, it took a lot of effort to pick up this pile of stuff!

But this data does not seem to be of high value.

Could it be that he was tricked?

Suddenly, he heard footsteps again.

But it was Bai Tai, holding a small bamboo table, running happily and helping Master place it in front of the hall.

"Ouch!"

There was also Black Star, holding a bamboo chair, running over happily and helping Master place it behind the table.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The two apprentices also carried small bamboo baskets on their shoulders. They ran to the master. One took out the kettle from the basket, and the other took out the pear fruit from the basket and raised it to the master.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Bai Mo took the pear fruit and bent down to touch the heads of the two apprentices.

Look again at the rows of shelves and copper plates that fill the hall, and then think back to the white stars and circle beards that drove the boat deep into the water... Bai Mo curled his lips.

"No, the apprentices have put in so much effort, we can't end it hastily.

"No matter how rubbish the data is, I will still squeeze some oil out of it!"

He took out his tablet and continued to wander around, observing the data one by one.

…

Time passed little by little.

Dusk is getting darker in Fox Mountain, and smoke rises from the canteen.

Bai Mo wandered among the shelves and observed the copper plates everywhere.

I was scribbling on the tablet in my hand, recording a lot of data, sketching some curves, trying to make some equations, and doing some simple fittings.

Still no conclusion...

To put it bluntly, I do find that there seems to be some disharmony in this data?

“Among a bunch of mediocre data, is there anything strange, awkward, or disharmonious?

"Where is it?

"Why again?"

Bai Mo stared at the tablet, flipping through the data he copied and recorded, his brain moving rapidly, trying to find out the "disharmony".

But after thinking about it over and over again, I really can't capture it...

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

But it was Bai Xingxing and Huanquan Hu who rushed into the hall carrying the last copper plate they fished out.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Several foxes were very excited and picked up a copper plate to show to the master.

They found a different copper plate!

"well?"

Bai Mo glanced over and saw a portrait engraved on the copper plate!

An ancient immortal?

A few strokes outline an ancient immortal with fluttering sleeves, standing on a high altar, standing in the wind, praying to the sky!

Judging from her body shape and temperament, she seems to be a female fairy, with an air of unparalleled splendor.

On his head, he wears a big antler headdress, and the branches are not weird, but add to the mystery.

The text next to it also belongs to sequence seven.

Bai Mo looked at it for a while and twitched the corner of his mouth.

This copper plate turned out to be secretly carved by a certain sequence of seven ancient immortals tens of millions of years ago, depicting his idol and his boss. This boss seems to be a real fairy, his name is...

"Qingyue Junhou?"

The ancient Immortal Dynasty was very hierarchical, and the word "Junhou" could not be used easily.

"If you are a prince, what is the sequence?

"Sequence five? Sequence three?"

Bai Mo has not dug up relevant documents, so he is not very clear.

He squatted down and pulled the copper plates dug out from the same batch. As expected, there were many more, all of which were monologues left by the seven ancient immortals in this sequence. It is also written in the language of Sequence Seven, intermittently, and each paragraph is either separated by a short time or a long time. If translated...

"...I don't know if these studies are meaningful. The data is the same day after day. I can't see anything from it. But since the Lord has ordered it, I will just do it..."

"...Today another beast control master suffered from diarrhea. I helped him prescribe and prepare medicine to heal his body. It's really boring. The kings and princes are fighting bloody battles in all directions, but I am hiding in the mountains, helping the experimental subjects prepare medicine for diarrhea..."

"...I haven't heard from Junhou for a long time. Another experimental subject died of illness. I want to conduct experiments well, record the data well, and then submit the data to Junhou when he comes back..."

"...The mountain gate has been breached, the altar has shattered, the copper pillars have been broken, and the main hall has collapsed. The teachers and brothers have all died in the battle. I will take the experimental products, hide well, continue to conduct experiments, continue to record data, etc. The day the Lord comes back..."

"...There are fewer and fewer experimental subjects, some die of old age, and some die of illness. Can the data obtained in this way still be accurate? Will it mislead the prince? No, no, the prince is a genius. Even if it is bad data, you can still find the truth you want..."

"...What is that? Why are they so cruel? Fortunately, I brought the experimental product and hid in advance, otherwise I was afraid I would be caught. Junhou said that this experiment is very important. Maybe our fire, I am hiding in this experiment. I want to live, I want to continue the experiment, and wait for the return of the king..."

"...The experimental subjects are all dead. But the Lord has not come back yet. I remember that I was once a genius, and I was also Sequence Seven. I also refined the Fire Moon Soup, opened up the Sea of ​​Consciousness and Qi, and also led Dan fire enters the body, and he is almost alive. I am not as good as Junhou, but I am not a mediocre person! I want to study these data. Maybe when Junhou returns, he can use the work I have done..."

"...I am a mediocre person. I can't research anything. These data may be rubbish. Did my experiments go wrong? Are they really useful? Will you be disappointed when the king returns? We Is the spark of fire still there..."

"...I am going to die of old age. The king has not returned yet. I want to engrave all these data on copper plates, seal them in a copper house, and then pour them on the copper earth so that they can remain forever. I can't wait When the prince returns. But these data can be kept for a long time, waiting for the day when the prince returns..."

Bai Mo raised his head and put down the copper plate.

But I saw several fox apprentices next to me, one by one, stroking their fat bellies, whispering to each other, and pointing their front paws at the canteen from time to time, discussing today's dinner.

when--

The evening bell in Fox Mountain rang, and the bells resounded throughout the countryside, announcing the end of the day and the approaching night.

The apprentices shouted "Aoao" and ran towards the big mushroom boat happily.

Bai Moyi flashed his body, came to the back of the big mushroom boat, stepped on it firmly, and prepared to hitch a ride back.

Looking around, you can see excavated ruins, patches of medicinal fields, smoke rising from the canteen in the distance, and the fox apprentices like a torrent of red on the mountain road in the distance.

In the evening breeze, the cheerful sound of the Fox apprentices rushing to the cafeteria came, and Bai Mo couldn't help but sigh... Thousands of years have passed, and this place has been renamed Fox Mountain and has changed its appearance, but those data are still sealed in the Copper House. There, sealed under the water, only to see the light of day again today... It can be seen that the Qingyue Lord who fought bloody battles in all directions, the Qingyue Lord who was missed by the seven ancient immortals until death, must have never returned.

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