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

brush……

The car was parked next to the excavation site.

When Bai Mo got out of the car, he saw that his disciples had dug a huge hole on the top of the mountain.

Faintly visible in the pit is a high bluestone platform buried in thick soil.

Various large tripods, large bells, various bronze tablets, and bronze tablets were also excavated around them, which were already stacked and waiting to be loaded onto the truck.

Bai Mo approached a lying bronze stele, squatted down and looked at it, and saw that on the front of the stele, there were three characters "Pointing General Platform" carved on it.

Turn it over and the back is engraved with the ins and outs of this battle.

Some words have been corroded and worn away over the years, but the entire message can still be read in context.

[… Today, Qingyue Dan Palace is going on an expedition. Lord Qingyue will be at this point...]

While Bai Mo was watching, a bronze mask suddenly flew out of the pit next to him... It was the mask that Quanquan Hu had been carrying with him. At this time, the mask was suspended next to Bai Mo, with infinite melancholy and sadness on his face, accompanying Bai Mo as he read the monument together.

[...carrying the fourth sequence, the Suimu Master, one hundred...]

[...carrying the fifth sequence, the master of grass elixir, one thousand...]

[...Bringing the Sixth Sequence, Master of Knowledge, Ten Thousand...]

this?

Tongwen, Caodan, Suimu?

Are they the names corresponding to sequences six, five, and four?

Bai Mo's eyes lit up.

This can be done!

It’s much better than soup man or fire man, and you’ll get the cards as soon as you hear it!

But are you sure the number is correct?

Ten thousand sequence sixes?

A thousand sequence fives?

Bai Mo looked at the general ordering platform in the pit, but saw that it was not large and could only hold a dozen people at most.

Looking at the dilapidated general ordering platform in the mud, Bai Mo could vaguely imagine that thousands of years ago, under the storm, Lord Qingyue raised his hand on this high platform and shouted, the master of knowledge in the audience, the master of Cao Dan. There are thousands of teachers, and followers are like clouds...

But today, this general stage has been worn away by the years into a deep pit, and the thousands of Tongwen and Caodan under the stage have long been turned into a handful of loess somewhere.

"Qingyue Dan Palace...is the predecessor of our Fox Mountain?

"Are the documents we dug up and the grass seeds we planted all left behind by Qingyue Dan Palace?"

While Bai Mo was watching, the fox apprentice who was resting came closer to look at the fluffy fox head with his master.

【...Crunt against the arrogant fallen immortal...】

[…Fallen Immortal transgressed, and the Nine Kingdoms collapsed…]

Fallen immortal?

Transgression?

What does this all mean?

[...Fallen immortals are not immortals, fallen immortals are not human beings...]

[...If the fallen immortal attains enlightenment, the country will no longer be a country, and the people will no longer be human...]

Fallen immortal and inhuman?

Not human?

Bai Mo continued reading and learned from a few words that the so-called "fallen immortal" was also an immortal. But for some reason, he broke away from the human category and chose not to be a human being. He expelled himself from the human race and was punished by the Immortal Dynasty.

"What the hell?"

The statement was simple, and the amount of information was insufficient. Bai Mo could not judge more.

Continuing to read down, there are only a few words.

Bai Mo wandered around the pit and found a few more stone tablets. They were all about inspirational chicken soup, cheering for the immortals who were about to go on an expedition. There was no real content.

Found another piece.

"Well, this section introduces the level of Qingyue Dan Palace in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty!"

The resting foxes, with dozens of furry heads, immediately came over!

In the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, what level was Fox Mountain considered to be?

There are so many medicinal herbs and so many documents can be found. Fox Mountain was once very powerful, right?

Then Bai Mo stared at the slate, wiped the mud, frowned, and read the writing on it.

“In the ancient Immortal Dynasty, there were nine kingdoms.

"Each path is its own country."

The foxes all nodded!

It seems that Fox Mountain is a relic of the Dan Kingdom?

"In each country, only those with a sequence of three or more are qualified to establish a sect.

"Qingyue Dan Palace once belonged to Lord Qingyun."

Hearing this, the foxes all pricked up their ears.

There was a hint of weirdness on the face of the bronze mask.

“The Dan Kingdom has a heavenly palace, eight hundred holy lands, and three thousand Dan palaces.

"Fox Mountain...ranks 2580th among the Three Thousand Pill Palaces...where is it?"

"I can't see the last digit clearly."

The foxes were stunned.

What do you mean?

Three Thousand Pill Palace?

Ranking more than two thousand five hundred and eighty?

Isn't that what Moliu means?

Huanquan Hu frowned.

"Ouch!"

Is this broken monument accurate? Obviously insulting Fox Mountain!

Black Star swung the small shovel and bared his teeth.

"Hey!"

It's going to give this broken monument an electric cannon!

Fat Youyou, Big Head, and Black Toes have already rushed forward, punching and kicking the broken monument!

Xingxing Er opened his mouth, grabbed the tablet, and wanted to chew it down!

"Oh, don't!"

Bai Mo quickly stopped the disciples.

"It's more than that!

“What happens to Qingyue Dan Palace has little to do with us.

“Now Fox Mountain belongs to us!

"The current Fox Mountain is the best!"

After some consolation, the disciples calmed down.

One by one, they followed Master and continued reading the stele.

They tilted their heads from time to time, whispering to each other, slowly thinking about it, and began to tilt their heads and smile evilly.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

...Fox Mountain has developed from the inferior Qingyue Dan Palace ruins to what it is today, and is invincible in this world. This only proves that the master is awesome, and so are these foxes!

Bai Mo continued to look at the stone tablet, looking for useful information.

"What was the result of Qingyue Dan Palace's expedition? Did they win?"

He searched for a long time but couldn't find the answer.

Suddenly I understand again...

"Am I out of my mind?

"Qingyue Dan Palace is obviously useless.

“Even when the nine countries jointly attacked the fallen immortal, I’m afraid they didn’t win.

“Otherwise, why would the immortal world be like this today, so dilapidated and devastated?

"What happened after the Nine Kingdoms failed in their crusade against the fallen immortals?

"Why did this ruined fairyland travel through thousands of years and come back to people's dreams?"

Bai Mo pondered and looked through the stone tablets and documents unearthed beside the pit.

Not long after, he found the name of the enemy Qingyue Dan Palace was attacking.

"Qingyue Junhou, led thousands of alchemy masters, and followers like clouds, went out to fight against this enemy, but failed to come back.

"Is this enemy so terrifying?

"his name……"

Bai Mo frowned and stared for a long time before translating the enemy's name from the sequence text into Chinese.

"Green Furnace Fallen Immortal?"

As soon as he said this, the bronze mask suspended next to him shook slightly, as if he was recalling thousands of years of terror and pain, his expression was sad and angry, but also filled with fear and powerlessness!

Knowing this name doesn't mean much.

Thousands of years have passed, maybe this Green Furnace Fallen Immortal will have died long ago?

Bai Mo directed his disciples.

“Give these tripods, bells, etc., carry them into the car.

"They are all big items and in good condition. Maybe they will come in handy in the future."

The apprentices agreed to the master with "嘤嘤嗷嗷"" and started to move the goods.

Bai Mo stood beside the car, feeling the cold wind from Fox Mountain, and suddenly thought of something.

"Professor Zhang, that Ancient Immortal Master, does he fucking call himself... Qingluo Ancient Immortal?

"Is this a coincidence?"

…

call……

In Xizhou University, the autumn wind carried a few yellow leaves and flew past the window of the teaching building.

In the classroom, dozens of students are divided into groups and discussing.

"I'll write the paper."

"You got the math part?"

"Can you program?"

…

"Ah, it's so difficult."

"Bo Cheng, our team depends entirely on you!"

"If I can get the award, can I add grade points at the end of the semester?"

It turns out that Xizhou University’s annual mathematical modeling competition is about to begin.

Wanbo City sat between Lan Fangfang and Yang Zhan, his eyes peeking at Bai Mo not far away.

Bai Mo never comes to class even once. But there is no shortage of exams.

What's even more disgusting is that as long as he takes the exam, he will definitely come first every time!

"This time, the mathematical modeling competition is different from the exam. I want to try, can I beat Bai Mo?"

Lan Fangfang, who is in his group, is also very strong! Yang Zhan was better at making up the numbers, but he had a short mouth. He had eaten Yang Zhan’s mother’s feast and couldn’t refuse, so he had to take Yang Zhan with him.

In comparison, Bai Mo's group wasn't very good.

In addition to Bai Mo, there is another related household Wu Qingyun. There is also a girl from another college who is not on the same level as the top student in their Xiancao experimental class!

…

"Bai Mo, look, this is what I stayed up late to write yesterday. Do you have any suggestions?"

Fang Yuan from the Law Department of Western University came to form a team with Bai Mo and Wu Qingyun. At this time, the three of them were sitting together.

Bai Mo took Fang Yuan's computer, looked at it carefully, and remained silent.

The fox apprentice's big bag on Bai Mo's shoulder also poked his head, frowned, looked at it carefully, and became silent.

Wu Qingyun also handed over her computer and showed it to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo looked aside carefully and remained silent.

He considered it for a long time.

"What you two wrote...you put your heart into it!"

Each of them wrote more than ten pages, including discussions, mathematical models, program calculations, and diagrams.

"Your paper...the format is very good! The title, text, citations, and format are all perfectly fine."

Fang Yuan and Wu Qingyun smiled at each other after being praised.

"Then, how will our team divide the work?"

Bai Mo took out his computer.

“In terms of division of labor, this is it!

"You guys wait for me for half an hour.

"I write it.

“Your tasks are also very heavy.

“First, after I finish writing, you are responsible for adjusting the format of the paper.

“Second, after the paper is formatted, you are responsible for printing it.

"Third, after printing is completed, you are responsible for finding the event organizer to deliver it."

Fang Yuan and Wu Qingyun looked at each other with dull expressions, not knowing what to say.

…

In the classroom, there are groups, some are still discussing, some are writing calculations, and some are starting to type code.

Wanbo City was responsible for the math part and the code part. He was typing on the keyboard at this time. He looked up and saw Bai Mo not far away, also typing on the keyboard.

"this……"

Bai Mo's keyboard typing speed was too fast!

His ten fingers were like butterflies piercing flowers, jumping on the thin keyboard of the fruit computer. The sound was not loud, but the speed was extremely fast.

Sometimes my fingers slide back and forth on the trackpad. Are they drawing pictures?

Doesn't he need to think when typing so fast?

Wu Qingyun and Fang Yuan's heads were in front of Bai Mo's computer screen.

Bai Mo sometimes switches the screen to open MATLAB, sometimes opens the drawing software, sometimes switches back to the document editor, and sometimes opens the formula editor. In a dazzling operation, he quickly outputs a paper with pictures and text!

Big Bag squatted on Master's shoulder and looked at the stunned expressions of Fang Yuan and Wu Qingyun. It held its front paws and raised its head, very proud... No matter where it is or what it does, Master is always the most powerful!

After more than twenty minutes, Bai Mo's paper was completely completed and shared with the stunned Wu Qingyun and Fang Yuan.

"My part is done, I'll leave the rest to you."

After Bai Mo finished speaking, he closed the computer, leaned back on the chair, picked up the water glass, and took a sip.

After giving Big Bag a sip of water, he took out his cell phone and checked the committee's information.

"Professor Zhang's master is really the Green Furnace Fallen Immortal?"

A few pieces of information do mention that Professor Zhang’s master called himself Qing Lu.

"Is it really him?"

Although in his perception, the Ancient Qinglu Immortal was not that terrifying and would not destroy the entire Qingyue Dan Palace.

"Could it be that those who survived the dream are all fallen immortals?

"Are they all fallen immortals who are not human beings?"

Bai Mo couldn't tell.

He cast his sight towards Zhang Qiren again.

But in the brightly lit villa, Zhang Qiren was lying in front of the desk, writing furiously.

His hair was messier and greasier, and his clothes were very dirty, as if they hadn't been washed for many days.

When he reached a difficulty, he scratched his hair and growled in pain.

"Oh! Why is it so difficult!"

He grabbed the draft paper, tore it in half, and threw it into the trash.

"damn it!"

He suddenly noticed something and knew that the eyeballs above his head had opened again. He quickly calmed down and did not dare to have any more emotions.

"Ha...hehe...ha...I...I didn't notice you.

"You...do you also know mathematics? Can you help me calculate something?"

As if by mistake, he took out a piece of manuscript paper and gave it to the eyes above his head to read the steps on the manuscript paper.

But he noticed that the eyes on the top of his head were closed again and retracted.

"Uh..." Zhang Qiren was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly, "Am I stupid? He is an alchemist. How can I force a mathematical derivation that I can't even understand..."

…

In the classroom, Wanbo City was wondering, "Did Bai Mo figure out the core part of the paper in just half an hour?"

Suddenly, Bai Mo turned on the computer again and started typing wildly, as if he was calculating something.

Wanbo City grinned.

"It's really not that fast!"

Not far away, Bai Mo used a computer to do some calculations, mainly relying on mental arithmetic.

It took more than ten minutes to solve Zhang Qiren's problem and then closed the computer.

…

In the big villa, Zhang Qiren was racking his brains. Suddenly, a mouth grew out of the black grass above his head, and stretched out to reach for the straw paper on his desk!

He actually ate a piece of his manuscript paper "click-click-click"!

"Huh? This..."

When he was confused, he saw this mouth and spit out his straw paper again, spitting out a paper ball.

However, what was eaten was white paper, but what was spit out had writing on it and turned into writing paper!

Zhang Qiren was shocked and confused. He opened the paper and took a closer look. He was stunned...

"This...is this calculated?"

Moreover, this calculation process is extremely simple and gorgeous, and it is extremely skillful. It is like a lion dance!

"Is that correct?"

Zhang Qiren did not dare to use it casually, frowned, picked up the pen, and started his own calculation according to the deduction given by Bai Mo.

Thanks to a good otaku, Digital Brother 0212 for the reward~