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

The night is dark and the night wind is howling.

In the main hall of Fox Mountain Dormitory.

The foxes were densely packed in three circles inside and three outside, surrounding the base of the wall, surrounding the small blackboard on the wall, listening to Master's lecture.

A pair of dark red eyes flickered like stars.

"...This is an improved drawing I made based on the existing planters and the special conditions of Fox Mountain.

“The improved seeder is more suitable for the conditions in Fox Mountain. It has adjustable plant spacing and adjustable depth, making it more flexible.

“Special seeds such as grass seeds and spores can also be dealt with.

“Seeds as big as walnuts and apples can also be dealt with.

"As long as we make the twenty-four parts on the drawing, that's it!"

The foxes all had their furry heads, whispering to each other, talking, or laughing, all very happy!

With this thing, sowing in Fox Mountain has become a mechanized operation! In the future, reclaiming wasteland and sowing new fields will be faster!

“Moreover, with this thing, our sowing efficiency has improved, and we can sow all kinds of strange seeds faster and in greater quantities.

"It will be of great help to Master in his subsequent research on the knowledge container in the field of seeds!"

The expressions of the disciples suddenly became serious!

It would be nice if I could save some energy. But being able to help Master practice is Fox Mountain’s top priority!

Bai Mo pointed at the three-dimensional and cross-sectional views on the small blackboard and explained them to the apprentices.

“The parts we are going to make are specially designed and disassembled, and the structures are not complicated…after all, complex things are easy to break.

“However, there are certain requirements for accuracy!

“Previous forging cannot meet our requirements.

"We will introduce new technologies and teach everyone how to manufacture high-precision castings!"

Can you help Master practice and learn new techniques?

The foxes were stunned for a moment, and they all cheered.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Bai Mo smiled as he watched his disciples raise their front paws and jump around.

In fact, this thing can also be done with plant machines... But considering the cost of long-term use, maintenance and some subsequent production work, it is obviously still necessary to teach disciples high-precision casting!

After the disciples' joy subsided, Bai Mo continued.

“For high-precision casting, the first thing needed is a high-precision mold.

“We at Fox Mountain are going to use Gray Star Oak to make this kind of mold.

“On the one hand, Gray Star oak production is pretty good.

"On the other hand, this kind of wood has an extremely fine texture, is resistant to high temperatures, does not deform, and is suitable for use as molds."

If someone in this world uses wood as a metal casting mold, it means there is something wrong with their head. But the Gray Star Oak in Fox Mountain is so damn good that it’s really suitable!

“The most important thing is that this gray star oak is very soft and can be carved with your paws!

"Okay, load the goods!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Little Big Eyes pushed a box full from the side, and the master carved the molds out of gray star oak for proofing!

"Ouch!"

The bow opened the black cloth next to it, revealing a hill made of Gray Star oak blocks!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The overalls opened the black cloth next to them, revealing a hill made of emery stones!

"This is a technical job. Some foxes are more talented. Some foxes may not be good at it.

"But it doesn't matter. We are all involved. Whether you have talent or not, let's try it first!

“You can get your own emery stones to polish the claws, you can get your own gray star oak blocks for carving, and you can get your own samples for reference.

“If you don’t understand anything, come here and look at the explanation diagram, or ask me directly.

"Start now!"

…

The apprentices each took Gray Star Oak wood and formed circles. Each circle surrounded a sample and began to carve.

The master said that this size is very important. What they carve out must be as big as the sample!

The snow-exploring claw took his own wooden block and compared it with the gear mold carved by his master. While comparing, he frowned and carved shallow marks with his claws.

…

In the circle next to it, a small flower arm holds a wooden block and compares it with the crankshaft connecting rod mold carved by the master.

While comparing, I used my paws on the wooden block to imitate my master and carve out curves.

Master said, it must be exactly the same, there is no room for error, and of course the curvature of the curve must be consistent!

…

In the circle next to it, Peach Blossom Eyes is holding the master's eccentric spherical shell mold, and frowning while reaching out to fumble inside.

It needs to carve a mold that has the same shape, curvature, depth, etc. as the sample. However, Master's mold is quite complicated, and some details cannot be seen, so you can only touch it with your paws.

After groping for a long time, it nodded, grinned, and felt confident.

"Ouch!"

Then he handed the sample to the next brother.

…

In the center of the dormitory hall.

Bai Mo sat on the bed and glanced at the disciples in the hall.

"If you let them use their claws to harden high-precision molds..."

Bai Mo frowned, recalling the strength of his disciples.

"It's not impossible."

Although they are not genuine fairy beasts, they have been strengthened many times in Fox Mountain and have eaten countless natural and earthly treasures. Their eyesight, claw strength, perception, and accuracy are all top-notch! The physical fitness related to truth theory is definitely enough!

I glanced at the disciples filling the hall and saw that they were all sitting in a circle, either quietly sculpting or discussing their experiences, all looking serious.

Bai Mo was relieved and continued reading the literature.

The only person accompanying him to read the documents today was the mask of Lord Qingyue.

This mask also found the "secret book" left by its former owner, and Pei Dian'er Pei Dian'er dedicated it to Bai Mo. She couldn't wait to let Bai Mo take a look.

"Let me see what this is..."

[...I realize that I may have misunderstood the princes as a group...]

[...I always thought that Prince Beiluo was a pure seeding machine, a scum and weirdo among princes...]

[...But recently I discovered that almost all princes are seeders...]

ah?

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

Read on.

[...The bloodline of princes seems to have some special characteristics. If the children they give birth to can inherit the bloodline of princes, it will be of great benefit.

[But this kind of bloodline is extremely difficult to inherit. Even if it is inherited, the purity of the bloodline is difficult to guarantee.

[Ninety percent of the children they gave birth to have princely blood purity of no more than 10%.

[The heirs of princes whose bloodline purity exceeds 50% are already rare, one in a thousand.

[In short, the higher the purity of the bloodline, the rarer the heir, the rarer it is]

Bai Mo held the slate and rubbed the traces of the carvings, feeling very surprised.

The bloodline of a prince, is there such a secret?

No wonder Prince Beiluo is like a teddy, sowing seeds everywhere and giving birth to children every day.

The bronze mask was flying on the side, and he helped Bai Mo pick up the second stone slab.

[Heirs with 70% blood purity can serve as the mainstay of the Holy Land]

[Heirs with 80% blood purity can serve as frontier officials of the Holy Land]

[Sirs with 90% blood purity can enter the power center of the Holy Land]

[Heirs with 100% blood purity can be trained as the next prince]

[One of the most important tasks of every prince is to give birth to an heir with at least 100% blood purity]

[If you can give birth, even if you live a life of inaction, sensuality, arrogance and licentiousness, when you go to hell, you can still face your ancestors with your chest raised]

[If you can’t give birth, even if you work hard all your life to expand the territory, expand the territory, civilize and martial arts, you will not have the face to face your ancestors when you go to hell]

Bai Mo clicked his tongue in surprise.

The Holy Land of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty actually respected the theory of bloodline so much?

How strong is this so-called princely bloodline?

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Suddenly, Snowcatcher excitedly ran over to show his master the gear grinding tool he had carved.

Bai Mo took it and took a look, frowning immediately.

"Your gear mold... is shaped... oval?

"Each tooth is different in length and size.

"This kind of gear is useless."

Tanxuezhao took back his mold, looked at it left and right, and it seemed that... the master was right.

Bai Mo touched its head.

"Don't worry, let's practice again!

"We have a lot of Gray Star Oak in the warehouse, and there are more Gray Star Oak growing in the medicine fields. Just practice slowly."

Tanxue's ears drooped with his claws, and his head rubbed against the master's palm.

"Ouch!"

In response, it ran back to the circle and continued practicing.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

But it was Xiaohuajim who came to show his master the crankshaft and connecting rod grinding tool he had carved by himself.

Bai Mo took a look and found that it didn't work.

"Your...it's a little different from the sample in terms of length, thickness, and shape.

"Uh, practice some more!"

He touched his apprentice's head.

"Hey!"

Xiaohuazhi responded, stepped forward to nuzzle the master, and then ran back into the circle.

Bai Mo glanced around the hall and noticed that the things the disciples had done didn't seem to be very good?

They obviously have top-notch eyesight, claw strength, precision, and coordination, but they just can't use it or bring it to full display.

"Maybe it needs some practice."

If you think about it carefully, the apprentices have just started, so it is normal for them to fail.

It will happen immediately, but it is abnormal.

Bai Mo smacked his lips and continued reading the next piece of literature that the bronze mask held in his mouth.

[The specific abilities of the prince's bloodline are the secrets of each holy land and are never told outside. 】

[If there is any leakage, the Holy Land will be defended even if it is pursued thousands of miles away and the city is massacred and the country is destroyed. 】

[But there is a group of fallen immortals who specialize in studying the bloodline of princes in the Holy Land. They go to the Holy Land to steal various bloodline descendants and study them. 】

[They may be the people in the Nine Kingdoms and outside the Holy Land who know the bloodline of princes best! 】

The fallen immortals Qingyue Junhou mentioned here should be the fallen immortals who were not polluted before the great disaster.

"But these guys...were their roads so wild before they were contaminated?

"Specializes in stealing the blood of various princes?

“Playing with tiger ass professionally?

"So fierce?"

Bai Mo clicked his tongue and sighed.

…

Among the ruins, there are broken walls and ruins.

Ye Han was lying between the broken walls, sweating and breathing heavily. His body still couldn't stop twitching, but his life was indeed saved.

"Huh...huh..."

The ancient immortal next to him was sitting on the broken wall, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"It's okay, it's okay, Master has saved you!

"What a dangerous ride!

"You can't die!

"If you make any mistake, the bloodline of Dragon Hook Holy Land will be cut off!"

Ye Han asked weakly.

"Master, are you familiar with my bloodline?"

Gu Xian nodded.

"That is!

“I was already very familiar with your bloodline in the Ancient Immortal Dynasty.

“In this day and age, all I can say is… most familiar.

"No one understands the Dragon Hook bloodline better than me!"

…

Bai Mo continued to read the literature.

[There once was a Holy Land of Dragon Hook in Fu State, but the current princes did not possess 100% of the bloodline, only 90%, which once put the entire Holy Land at a disadvantage. 】

[There is an endless stream of fallen immortals who come to steal bloodline heirs. 】

[The most rampant among them even stole 80% of his descendants with Dragon Hook bloodline. 】

[The prince was furious and built 821 bronze towers in the holy land. The lights were kept on day and night, and experts were stationed at all times to guard against this fallen immortal who had stolen his bloodline.]

…

Among the ruins.

The ancient red-ink immortal looked up at the sky with a sigh in his voice, as if recalling the vicissitudes of those years.

"I have told you before that I am not from Dragon Hook Holy Land, and I do not have Dragon Hook blood in me.

"But I and your ancestors from the Holy Land of Dragon Hook have no quarrel with each other!

"At that time, in order to welcome me, your ancestors specially built 821 bronze towers in the holy land, with lights on day and night."

Ye Han felt dizzy and fascinated after hearing this.

In order to welcome Master, our ancestors built 821 bronze towers?

In the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, what level of etiquette was this?

Guxian continued.

"After tens of millions of years, it is truly a God-given fate that you can come to be my apprentice!

"No one can understand your bloodline except me.

"And I can also take care of my old friend so that his bloodline will not be cut off.

"Hahaha, fate, fate!"

Ye Han nodded, becoming more and more grateful to his master.

I thought to myself that it was a good thing that I had this relationship, otherwise Master probably wouldn't have spent so much money to save me.

…

In the main hall, Bai Mo marveled while continuing to read the documents.

[There are rumors that a fallen immortal once stole thirty-seven heirs of the Holy Land of Dragon Hook, and conducted experiments on these thirty-seven people, which was extremely cruel. The souls of the thirty-seven people who died unjustly entrusted the dream of Dragon Hook to the contemporary princes. 】

[The Fallen Immortal went to the Dragon Hook Holy Land again to capture the thirty-eighth bloodline heir, but was blocked by the contemporary prince. 】

[The fallen immortal lost to the prince, fled for three thousand miles, and lost blood for three thousand miles. At the last moment, he escaped with the secret skill of the dragon hook bloodline he stole. 】

[The contemporary prince of Long Gou burst into tears on the spot, saying that he was ashamed of his ancestors and his Taoist heart was broken. Soon after returning to the Holy Land, he became seriously ill and could not afford it. He was bedridden for three years and died. 】

Seeing this, Bai Mo was directly shocked and didn't know what to say.

How can this Holy Land of Dragon Hook be called "miserable"!

…

Between the broken walls and ruins.

The ancient red ink immortal continued to brag.

"Back then, your ancestors had a close relationship with me.

"I was once a guest at Longgou Holy Land. When I left, your ancestor couldn't bear to see me leave and sent us three thousand miles away.

"Of course, after seeing you for thousands of miles, we will eventually say goodbye. When we said goodbye, your ancestors shed tears on the spot, and their painful cries moved the world."

Ye Han lay at the feet of the ancient red ink immortal, listening to the words intoxicated.

"The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as the love Wang Lun gave me.

"Master and ancestors, this is the kind of friendship they have, right?

"Alas, tens of millions of years later, I met my master again, and I was lucky enough to be the apprentice of my ancestor's friend. I am so lucky!"

The ancient red ink immortal nodded.

"Yes, you and my master and disciple are lucky enough!"

The setting of princely bloodline may be more powerful than everyone thinks. But it will definitely not break the logic, don’t worry.

The plot in the previous paragraph is really not a trick. It's really not handled delicately enough. But many times, large-scale experiments do not have so many and detailed documents. It's almost normal to just write a label and upload it. It may seem a bit counter-intuitive to everyone. In the future, I will try to write this type of plot better and be more intuitive and logical.

Thanks to book friend Wotu who has a fear of insufficient firepower for the tip~