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

Sitting in the tea room, Bai Mo adjusted himself to a comfortable position.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Little Jinhuan sat in Master's arms, tore open a pack of small sausages, raised his paws and fed it into Master's mouth.

While Bai Mo was eating, he used his spiritual consciousness to observe Mo Lanyou's magic.

His consciousness and elixir fire quietly entered the seeds in Mo Lanyou's palm.

Use Danhuo electron microscopy to observe the microscopic world inside the seeds.

A seed has countless cells.

A cell contains a nucleus, chloroplasts, vacuoles and other structures.

Each cell is like a country, which contains fields, forests, waters, pavilions and pavilions... and the cell nucleus that stores genetic information is like the country's archives.

"Hey!"

call……

Mo Lanyou's Dan Fire Rune blasted towards the seeds again!

Bai Mo saw that some of the cells in the seed were attacked by the elixir fire. Each of these cell countries is like a heavenly fire coming down, and the fields, forests, and water bodies have been destroyed by this sky fire... There is also a little bit of sky fire, rushing towards the archives of the cell country, burning a considerable part of the archives' information into ashes!

This magic trick is truly a cell-level transformation!

Bai Mo continued to look and saw that the sky fire could not be restrained and completely burned the country into ashes.

As more and more cells are burned, the entire seed turns into ashes.

Mo Lanyou took it for granted, dusted off the dust on his palms, and continued to transform the next seed.

Bai Mo was next door, watching it again and again, slowly tasting the taste.

"If you want to transform this kind of seed, it is enough to just go to the archives of the Cell Nation.

"But this magical technique is a bit stupid based on its appearance. I'm afraid it hasn't been that sophisticated since it was first created. In addition to moving the cells of the country's archives, it will also move some of the fields, forests, and waters... In other words, creating this People who practice magic do not actually have microscopic insight.

“He knows it, but he doesn’t know why.

“I only know that this can change the seeds, but I don’t know the specific principle.

"His magical skills were learned over and over again!

"It's like some ancient prescriptions. I know they can cure diseases, but I don't know why they can cure diseases. They are just tried out on each patient!"

Bai Mo picked up the iced black tea and took a sip, sighing in his heart.

These ancient immortals, forcibly tried out the magic of changing seed genes?

Can this magic be universal?

How many years and generations did they spend on research?

call……

In the next room, Mo Lanyou burned another seed.

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

"This magic is inherently rough.

"This idiot Mo Lanyou is even rougher.

"What can be done by changing the archives, this magic has to affect some fields and swamps...

"The magic that affects fields and swamps, in Mo Lanyou's hands, can directly burn the entire cell..."

With a thought in his mind, his spiritual consciousness and elixir fire were injected into the seeds in Mo Lanyou's hand, and like the glazed light falling from the sky, it protected the fields, forests, and swamps of the Cell Country. Waiting for the arrival of Mo Lanyou's elixir fire, it could only affect Going to the archives can only affect genes.

call……

Mo Lanyou's elixir fire dissipated.

Even though the seed was protected by white ink, it was still burnt black, dry and scorched.

Bai Mo was speechless when he heard Mo Lanyou exclaim!

“Fuck!

“This…this…smooth seed?

"Master, my immortal grass fortune-writing technique can write a smooth seed!"

Deep in his eyes, the ancient immortal also looked out, his face full of surprise.

The immortal grass fortune-writing technique will do great damage to the seeds!

Burning all the seeds into fly ash is a basic practice.

There are only 10% active cells left in the fly ash, which is entry level.

There are only 30% active cells left in the fly ash, which is considered excellent.

If only 50% of the active cells remain in the fly ash, you can leave your name on the ranking list of the Book Pavilion Holy Land!

As for the one in Mo Lanyou's hand, it was only charred black, but kept its original shape, and even its appearance was smooth!

White mist emerges, and this seed is included in the dream.

Ancient Immortal Shi Shu stood up, holding the seeds in his hands, soaking in his spiritual consciousness, and confirmed that more than 99% of the cells in this seed were alive!

He wiped his eyes and rubbed his temples to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"If you, like you, fail to write your life and turn it into three leaves... then you can only be commemorated by a monument in the Holy Land.

"If you succeed in writing your destiny and really turn it into three leaves... you will be the greatest genius in the history of the Holy Land!"

The white mist emerged and the seeds returned to the world. Mo Lanyou held the seeds with one hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his other hand. He opened his mouth and breathed in. He was ecstatic and ran to the side to find a flowerpot to put the seeds in. Fall down!

You can see how many leaves have sprouted from the seeds. You may be able to see them sprout tomorrow...or at midnight today!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Mo Lanyou couldn't help laughing.

Regardless of whether this kind of person can be changed into three leaves by writing his destiny, he is already a genius in the Holy Land of Book Pavilion!

After planting this one, he immediately ran back to the futon, grabbed another seed, and wanted to use the immortal grass fortune-writing technique again according to the feeling just now!

“Try it and see if I can repeat it!

"If I can, then I am a real genius!"

Deep in his eyes, Gu Xian stared out!

In the next room, Bai Mo twitched the corners of his mouth with a strange expression.

He didn't care if Mo Lanyou was a real genius or not... but after thinking about it, he felt that a few more pills would be of great help to the progress of the project!

As soon as he thought of this, his consciousness went to the inside of Mo Lanyou's seed to protect the structure inside the daughter cells.

…

Ten minutes later.

Bai Mo and Xiao Jinhuan swept all the snack packaging bags from the table into the trash can, then got up and walked away.

In the next room, Mo Lanyou was sitting cross-legged on the futon, already looking up at the ceiling, his expression neither sad nor happy.

He has confirmed that he is a rare talent that can only be seen in a thousand years!

Thirty consecutive times of fortune-writing with immortal grass, ten times succeeded!

Get ten super seeds that have never appeared in history!

The ancient immortal in the depths of his eyes was even more glazed over, doubting life and whether he had become violent?

Is this apprentice so perverted?

Why didn't you notice it before?

Mo Lanyou grabbed another seed, Yun Danfengqing, and used the immortal grass fortune-writing technique again!

call……

The flames scorched and there was a trace of flying ash.

"Oh, don't be afraid.

"Come again!"

…

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall.

Behind the desk, Bai Mo is holding a pot of imitation vine and observing with a frown.

His consciousness has exploded, penetrating into the cells of the imitating vine, and even checking the biochemical reactions inside the vine.

"It was dark under the lamp, and I almost forgot that this thing is also one of the weeds.

"Perhaps we can find the original immortal energy in the nervous field from its body?"

Bai Mo guessed that there was definitely something fishy about the original immortal energy in the neurological field!

Even if it exists, it cannot be observed by conventional means.

After studying the imitation vine to no avail for a long time, he inserted a crystal cardamom plant into the pot. When the imitation vine began to burrow into the bark of the crystal cardamom tree, he continued to observe, keeping a close eye on the biochemical reactions within the vine.

brush……

A large flower arm outside the door stopped the car and brought down a large pile of documents.

"Hey..."

It was about to scream when it saw the small eyes and bow-tie silence gesture in the hall, and behind the bronze table, the master's expression was extremely serious. He even lowered his head slightly and leaned his forehead against the imitation vine, concentrating on it.

It quickly stood up on tiptoes, swayed its tail, and entered the main hall on tiptoe. He put down the documents gently again.

"Is that the original immortal energy?"

Bai Mo raised his head and frowned.

Just now, he seemed to have observed some strange fluctuations in the imitation vine cells, but he seemed to have made a mistake.

The scale of this fluctuation was too small, making it difficult for him to see clearly and capture it.

"It's evil."

Three apprentices happened to deliver the washed documents.

Bai Mo grinned, then took the disciples into his arms, holding them and reading the literature.

"Huh? What is this? Transaction record?"

[...We requested a transaction from the Yaochi Holy Land and wanted to get their research records on weeds...]

[…The Shuge Holy Land also rejected us. Their immortal grass fortune-writing technique seems to have gained part of the benefits from the bane grass...]

There is not much valuable information on the copper plates.

From a few words, Bai Mo learned that it turned out that Qingyue Dan Palace had tried to purchase the research data on weeds from the Holy Land back then?

"There's nothing wrong with this...

"Qingyue Dan Palace has no ability to study weeds. Thousands of acres of medicinal fields were destroyed by the black ghost's eyes, so we went to the Holy Land to buy some information.

"Did you buy it?"

Bai Mo continued to flip through the pile of documents.

I scrolled through it all the time, but I couldn't find the purchased information.

"Forehead……"

The three fox apprentices have jumped away.

Little Big Eyes and Bow Tie began to process the documents that Master had read.

Da Huazhi rushed to the entrance of the palace to go back and start work.

Suddenly, Bai Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Big Flower Arm, I'm going on a business trip with Master!"

…

Dormitory building at the northern suburbs base.

The largest room on the top floor was empty, with only dense vines spreading from the floor, climbing up the walls, sealing the doors, sealing the windows, and covering the ceiling.

White mist suddenly rose from the empty bed.

In the white mist, Bai Mo sat up with his arms crossed.

He took away the rattan wire that sealed the room and heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"Quickly, go to the conference room on the first floor. There are ghost patrols in BH City. Let's go and see!"

BH city?

Slightly far!

With a thought in Bai Mo's mind, the fire toad balloon flew eastward 20,000 meters above his head, heading straight for BH City!

Then he put on his coat, hugged his apprentice, pushed open the dormitory door, and quickly went to the conference room on the first floor.

…

The conference room was brightly lit, the atmosphere was serious, and there were already dozens of people.

President Chen Shu was wearing pajamas and a coat.

Mo Lanyou had dark circles under his eyes and seemed to have been awake.

Committee members Zhang Shan, Gu Lin and others were also there.

Everyone stood in front or found a place to sit casually, all looking at the projection screen with serious expressions.

Bai Mo hugged his apprentice and found a place to sit down.

Then on the big screen, there was a dark blue night sky!

The voice of the BH City Fairy Committee came out.

"Good evening, colleagues.

"Ghosts patrol the sky and come to BH City.

"Our unmanned fighter jet has flown up! Captured the most precious pictures for everyone!"

The large screen is divided into several sections with different views of the sky.

Bai Mo saw that in the dark blue night sky, under the stars and moon, there were indeed huge white shadows, like smoke and fog, with grimaces on their faces and ghost claws stretched out, flying around like aimless jellyfish or swimming fish. Flying high in the sky.

Zhang Shan sat next to Bai Mo.

"Huh? Didn't you say you can't take pictures?"

Bai Mo guessed.

“The digital lens doesn’t work.

"Is it possible that this is... a specialized film camera?"

As he spoke, several angles on the big screen suddenly vibrated violently and turned into snowflake noise. It must have been that the drone was destroyed by a ghost patrol.

The big screen becomes dual viewing angles.

One is to shoot the sky from bottom to top.

One is the shooting scene, which seems to be on the rooftop of a high-rise building. There are more than a dozen people wearing the uniforms of the Immortal Committee, with their waists straight, facing the strong wind, and facing the sky.

Zhang Shan introduced Bai Mo.

“This group of people are the top leaders of the BH City Immortal Committee.

"President, Sequence Seven, and Sequence Eight are all here!

"But they are strong enough to deal with the Ghost Patrol... There is a boss behind the scenes in BH City who takes the path of immortal weapons..."

oh?

Bai Mo stared at the screen and suddenly felt strange, what kind of magic is this ghost patrolling the sky?

Just listening to the live broadcast, there was a sudden rustling sound!

A long silver river, reflecting the moonlight, flew from a distance, cut through the night sky, went straight up to the sky, and rushed into the sky patrolling ghosts!

In the long silver river, there are one after another, the flying swords of the immortal weapon master?

Can you win?

Then I saw that the sky suddenly condensed into dark clouds, deep and dark, swallowing up the Feijian River and covering up the ghosts and angels patrolling the sky.

Just a moment later, a large area of ​​blood blurred out in the dark clouds, and silver rain began to fall again.

It turned out to be a flying sword, which was broken and shattered. The fragments were carried by the night wind, and the remaining soldiers fell all over the sky!

There was an uproar in the conference room.

Mo Lanyou wiped his eyes.

"Oh my god, how many exercises has Beihai boss completed?

"If he loses...will he lose too easily?"

President Chen Shu took out his mobile phone, waiting for instructions and ready to respond at any time.

Zhang Shan sat next to Bai Mo, also full of surprise.

"This... seems like a miserable defeat?"

There were other immortal arts committee members whispering secretly next to them.

"No wonder our Xizhou boss didn't go into battle last night. So the ghost patrol is so powerful?"

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

Then on the big screen, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing the stars and moon in the night sky.

The ghosts who patrolled the sky also disappeared.

Bai Mo is more disgusting than eating a fly... The fire toad balloon is still halfway on the way, and this guy ran away?

On the other side of the big screen, I saw a flash of silver light flying from the sky. It was actually a broad sword, like a small boat, landing on the rooftop, rubbing against the ground to create "cracking" sparks, and sliding into the North Sea. Among the senior members of the Immortal Committee.

On top of the broad sword, a figure lay prone, bloody, unconscious, and slightly convulsed.

Is it the boss of Beihai?

This person is also a behind-the-scenes player, and his identity has not been made public before.

I was seriously injured this time and asked the Beihai Immortal Committee for help?

Then everyone in Beihai ran forward, picked up the behind-the-scenes boss, and subconsciously wiped the blood on his face. They were shocked to see that he... or rather, she was actually a woman!

Bai Mo watched the live broadcast and saw the unconscious woman from a distance. He felt familiar...she looked similar to Guan Yueling?

Guan Yueling is also from Beihai. Could this woman be Guan Yueling's cousin?

…

On the rooftop, the night wind howled.

President Beihai was holding Beihai's behind-the-scenes boss and was about to touch her veins.

Suddenly, I noticed a strange look behind me.

"It's bad. Will the Immortal Arts Committee present and the Ancient Immortal behind them want to take the opportunity to get rid of the boss behind the scenes?

"Turning the Fairy Arts Committee member into a puppet and forcibly getting rid of the boss behind the scenes?"

President Beihai stretched out his hand and pointed to the two pots of wine vessels and flowers next to him!

Then I saw flowers in the shape of wine vessels swaying in the wind.

“I advise you not to act rashly and think twice before you act!

"My two pots of flowers may not be fake!"

Beihai's member of the Seven Immortals Sequence, his eyes were blurred, his expression was half asleep, and his voice was not right and had become hoarse.

"Where's the fool?

"Whether your two things are real or fake, who among us doesn't know?"

The Immortal Arts Commissioner was like a phantom, flitting in front of the wine vessel flower.

Snapped!

With a slap, the fake wine vessel flowers were smashed into powder, and the juice and powder were blown into the night wind.

In Mo Lanyou's plot, there is no need to worry about being exposed.

This ghost patrols the sky, and there is a plot behind it.

Two updates completed today. See you all tomorrow!