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

In the greenhouse, Bai Mo hugged his apprentice, sat on the ground, rubbed his temples, and felt his head was slightly dizzy.

"The amount of thinking is still too much."

It was the first time in years that he felt this way.

After all, genes contain too much information!

Genes are the language of the Creator, the fire in the hands of the God in the Clouds.

Human beings can never steal this fire. At most, they can only raise their heads and glimpse the fire coming from the fingers of God.

If the genetic information of a creature is a library, then what the black ghost eye grasps is a certain floor, a certain room, a certain bookshelf, a certain book, or a certain page in the library. a certain paragraph.

The same is true for the "gene editing plan" Bai Mo just gave.

Not to mention understanding this library, just following the traces and finding this passage already consumed too much of his brain power.

"It's a big job."

While complaining, he raised the bottle and took a sip of mineral water to moisten his bitter mouth.

As for sending false news for Black Ghost Eye...it's not an easy job.

We need to find the specific biochemical reactions in the black ghost's eye cells and understand them.

It is equivalent to coming to a strange country, finding a strange city, then finding a factory in the city, finding a room in the factory, and then from this room, finding an inconspicuous machine that has been used for many years. telegraph machine.

This strange telegraph machine had no manual or message text. He needed to stay next to the machine, peek at the telegraph operator's operations, listen to the long or short beeps made by the machine, and combine it with the politics and economy of this strange country. Operate with diplomacy, guess the format of the message, learn the language of the message, and be familiar with the buttons and operations of the telegraph machine. Only then can you kick away the original telegraph operator, sit in front of the telegraph machine, and send that important message. message.

Dajin huddled in Master's arms and saw sweat on Master's forehead... Will Master sweat too? Never seen it before!

Bai Mo shook his head, still feeling dizzy... He must have consumed too much and suffered from low blood sugar.

He picked up an extra-large pear cultivated by Moran You from the fruit basket next to him.

This pear is not very tasty, but...

"...Add some spices."

Silently, his fingertips overflowed with the original immortal energy of Huang Zhongli, transforming the pear!

Click!

When you take a bite, there is no aroma, but the crisp pulp and sweet juice instantly fill your lips and teeth.

After swallowing it in one gulp, Bai Mo's eyebrows relaxed and his state returned.

Click! Click!

After chewing most of it, he was completely back to his original state.

Look at the big golden hoop in his arms and bring the remaining pear to his mouth.

"Do you want to eat or not?"

Da Jinhuan looked at Master's face and eyebrows to confirm that Master had fully recovered.

Its eyes flickered... Has the pear been tampered with by the master?

Foxes are very cunning!

It immediately smiled, opened its mouth, and gnawed the pear in the master's hand.

It gnawed very carefully, not leaking a drop of juice, and even the huge pear core was chewed up and swallowed.

"Ouch?"

Finally, it licked Master's fingers, licked the corners of its mouth, and arched its head in Master's arms.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

This is really delicious!

Zhang Shan next to him looked over blankly.

He followed me to do odd jobs, nothing serious. Professor Zhang, Commissioner Gu Lin and others were busy, so no one called him, so he came to Bai Mo's side.

"That big pear... seems delicious?"

Bai Mo grinned and handed him the remaining big pear.

Then I saw Zhang Shan smiling stupidly, giving in a few times, then taking the big pear and taking a big bite with anticipation.

Click!

As he chewed, his expression gradually changed. He didn't want to swallow it, and he couldn't spit it out.

"Why... how come eating this pear is almost like chewing cotton..."

…

In the office.

The Poison Master Wang Crocodile sat in front of the computer, browsing the Immortal Forum, and reading the posts related to the Immortal Grass.

[The end of the world is coming, where will the fairy grass companies go?]

[How does Guxian achieve this conceptual blockade? 】

[Can I still buy mycelium healing patches in the future? 】

His face was expressionless. The Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal deep in his eyes looked out, but his face was full of joy, and he occasionally let out strange laughter.

"Hey hey hey."

"Hahaha."

"Ho ho ho."

King Crocodile held the mouse and put one hand on the table with a leisurely posture, pretending to be casual, and asked.

"Master, what kind of method is this? Which ancient immortal did it?"

There was something strange in the laughter of Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal.

"It's me, your master, hahaha!

“Not just me, but also several other ancient alchemy immortals.

"Anyway, the nigger eyes are of no use if you keep them in your hands. Throw them out for fun!"

These few sentences contained so much information that King Crocodile was stunned for a moment.

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Master, why don't I, apprentice, know what you are doing?"

Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal’s tone was even weirder.

"Hehe, master is doing something, do I still need to inform you?"

King Crocodile quickly defended.

"Of course not, I just regret that I didn't get to see Master's horror for the first time..."

While he was blowing a rainbow fart, he was alert in his heart. Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal would also do things through other disciples, and he didn't trust him that much! He should be more careful in the future!

While blowing, he changed the subject.

"...Master, can humans really not be able to solve this problem?

"Their mobilization ability is quite strong."

Deep in his eyes, Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal spoke firmly.

"Good apprentice, relax!

"Even in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, this thing has been struggling for decades. Tiangong sent a large number of disciples with valuable special medicines to surround and suppress it, and it can't be wiped out.

"Even after it was massacred, it still appeared from time to time, and the Poisonous Dan Kingdom was never truly wiped out.

“The so-called evil weed is by no means an unfounded name.

"Relax and wait to see the joke, hahahaha!"

…

In the greenhouse, Bai Mo hugged his apprentice and sat on the ground.

"Hmm...is this...a sign that the genetic tampering is complete?

“Calculating the time, it’s almost time.

"Then, please bring back all the nigger eyes."

In the light white mist, the apprentice with peach blossom eyes, carrying a small medicine box slung across his body and an invisibility cloak, came out and stood beside the master.

There is a lot of space in its small medicine box, and underneath it is full of No. 9 fertilizer... This is the highest-grade fertilizer in Fox Mountain. It cannot be used by ordinary medicinal herbs because it will burn the root system.

There is a shelf on top of the fertilizer, and on the shelf is a "multi-seeded grape" vine, which is taking root in the fertilizer and absorbing nutrients.

Just when it was wondering, it saw a black grape suddenly appearing on the vine!

Ouch?

Look carefully, it's not a grape, but a black eyeball!

Ouch?

One more!

It came out silently!

Ouch?

One more...

Just like that, the grapevine seemed to be haunted by ghosts. Black eyeballs appeared one after another silently, as if they were bearing bunches of rich grapes!

"very good."

These black ghost eyes are tampering with the genes of the grapevines, absorbing the nutrients of the grapevines, and sending messages to the outside world.

[Come to eat] [The density has not reached the upper limit] [No danger] […]

[Come to eat] [The density has not reached the upper limit] [No danger] […]

[Don’t come] [The density has reached the upper limit] [No danger] [……]

…

Bai Mo was by his side, guessing and probably understood their special self-protection mechanism.

“They will self-regulate the density of nigger eyes in the space, not allowing all nigger eyes to appear in the same place, and not putting eggs in one basket to prevent them from being taken over?

"Even in the small medicine box in space, there are extremely abundant nutrients...

"It's like a huge canteen with an abundance of food...but not all of their tribe will come in to eat, only a small part?"

Bai Mo thought about it and observed it, his eyes briefly lost focus, his consciousness and brain were running at high speed, and after a while, he found a way.

His elixir fire silently entered every black ghost's eye and every cell. It was like entering a country, finding them hidden in the vast mountains and forests, and using the radar to detect the existence of his compatriots. Cover...

In this way, this group of black ghosts looked like they were eating in a huge cafeteria. They were surrounded by people of the same race, but they couldn't see any of them and thought they were the only ones there. They continued to shout at the top of their lungs.

[Come to eat] [The density has not reached the upper limit] [No danger] […]

[Come to eat] [The density has not reached the upper limit] [No danger] […]

…

The peach-blossom eyes were hidden under the invisibility cloak, and the fox's eyes were wide and round. He watched helplessly as black eyeballs popped up one after another from the fruity grape vine, forming clusters after clusters, piles after piles. , fortunately the multi-seeded grape vines were strong enough to be able to bear it.

These eyeballs are very weird, and they are spinning around, but they give the peach blossom eyes the feeling of being blind.

The No. 9 fertilizer at the bottom of the medicine box is also being consumed rapidly. It gradually changes from sticky mud to fertile soil, and the surface layer turns to loose sand.

…

Bai Mo's consciousness was like a silent wind, covering Peach Blossom Eyes, helping it slide away other people's consciousness that mistakenly swept over him.

Professor Zhang and others have dug out a Qijuezi, cut open the stem, and carefully observed the inside of the stem.

"Is this sieve tube normal?"

"Look to see if there are any bugs or anything like that getting in."

"Could it be a bacterial infection? Give me a sampling sticker!"

And in the small medicine chest of peach blossom eyes, there are strings of plump black ghost eyes, so densely packed that they have covered the grapevines and grape trellises to death.

Tirelessly, they are still sending signals.

[Come to eat] [The density has not reached the upper limit] [No danger] […]

[Come to eat] [The density has not reached the upper limit] [No danger] […]

But there are no new nigger eyes to join.

"Is the family in order?"

Bai Mo finally finished the high-intensity operation and wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

A little tired, but he was happy.

This operation of the Black Ghost Eye gave him a deeper understanding of the super fairy grass in the field of autonomic nerves. In this field, he was completely perfect!

Others in the greenhouse were busy, and no one noticed that he was sitting on the ground, but there were countless green ancient words flying in the depths of his eyes! These words flew around, gathered together, and gradually formed a brand new cauldron!

It was during the two periods of history between the ancient immortal dynasty and the present world that were separated by tens of millions of years that the alchemy path appeared for the first time. The seventh type of knowledge container belonging to the neurological field was created!

Bai Mo's gaze went through the invisibility cloak and towards the small medicine box. The box was densely packed with branches and shelves, and the eyes of the blind black ghost were still frantically calling out to his kin.

The big cauldron in his eyes collapsed, and the cauldron's mouth was aimed at the eyes of these black ghosts.

Invisible and formless suction suddenly occurs!

There was half a liter of original immortal energy in his knowledge container.

These densely packed nigger eyes closed their eyelids one after another, closed their eyes, stopped sending signals, slowed down all biochemical reactions, and fell into a deathly sleep.

Peach Blossom Eyes carefully closed the medicine box, carried a box full of young grass jelly grass, held her head high and proud, stepped into the white mist, and returned to Fox Mountain.

Bai Mo also smiled softly.

Although Professor Zhang, Mo Lanyou and others are still busy, this time the black ghost eye disaster in the world... has been lifted!

…

The afternoon flew by.

As night falls, the northern suburbs base gradually lights up.

The ancient immortal arena at the base in the northern suburbs has a huge sinkhole, pitch black in the night.

Since the boss of Xizhou was here and killed fourteen Sequence Seven figures with a pot of flowers, this place has been sealed and no one except the materials department is allowed to enter. The materials department was in this pit day by day, sampling everywhere, collecting small things such as blood from sequence seven, bones of fairy beasts, formation relics, and Gu insect corpses.

A few days ago, the Materials Department just announced that the collection was complete. Today, this huge sinkhole is bustling again.

A group of people are busy, moving through the night and lights, setting up a stage, spotlights, and some clouds.

On the edge of the sinkhole, Professor Zhang looked at President Chen Shu with doubts on his face.

"Is this okay?"

President Chen Shu smacked his lips.

"If there are no jujubes, just throw them on a pole. Maybe that will be enough?"

…

Bai Mo had a strange expression and stood by the pit, looking at the stage that was being set up at the bottom of the pit.

Beside him, Peacock Hongbao held a pot of wine vessels and flowers on his head, holding his head high and proud.

Su Yaoyao, who had not seen him for a long time, was wearing a white robe and had long snow-white hair, standing side by side with him.

"Do you miss your sister?

"Do you think my hair color looks good?"

Bai Mo turned his head and looked at it.

"It's not ugly, but it's a little weird."

Su Yaoyao smiled brightly.

"You don't understand! The more I look like this, the more powerful I look, and the more I can give people a sense of security!

"When I retire, I will dye my hair another color."

Bai Mo was slightly stunned as he carried a big golden hoop on his shoulders.

"After retirement?

"What color?"

Su Yaoyao's watery eyes reflected his face.

"What color do you prefer?"

Then Bai Mo suddenly grinned.

"I like shit yellow."

Su Yaoyao rolled her eyes.

"Pooh!

"If you like shit yellow, dye it yourself."

Today she came to Xizhou in a hurry. After completing her mission, she had to rush back to Yincheng.

And the content of her mission made Bai Mo look weird.

"... President Chen Shu said that he asked me to contact the boss of Xizhou and ask for his help to break through the fairy grass blockade.

"I said I couldn't get in touch!

"He just said, let me come to this pit again, recreate the scene, and make the movement louder so that he can notice..."

Bai Mo stood nearby, smacking his lips, and looked at the stage being arranged at the bottom of the pit. He could only say that the president's brain... it's hard to judge!

Why is asking for help such a ritual?

Did he think he was praying for rain?

Thanks to Mu Di Shuhu Huang, Shanan Wangbai, the falling rain, book friend number brother 0276, and a book friend whose name I cannot name, for the reward.

I know all the rules. You can't do good deeds without leaving your name behind. You must finish pretending and pretend in the next chapter.