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

The interior area of ​​the treasure house is not very large, so you can't hear any echo when you walk in.

Although it was pitch black, it was not a problem for Bai Mo and the foxes.

However, the dust is slightly larger.

"Ahem...everyone cover their mouths."

He walked and watched.

The disciples followed behind him, all of them looking around with dark red eyes flashing.

Huanquan Hu hugged the bronze mask, rubbed it with fox paws, wiped off the dirt, and comforted it with fox words.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch…”

...The brothers stepped on you not intentionally, they were just joking with you.

"嘤嘤嗷嗷嗷..."

...The brothers have been playing tricks for so long, and they can't open this door. You just watch from the side. Isn't that just a brotherly joke?

"嘤嘤嗷嗷!"

……Evened out!

The bronze mask has a weird expression, and it always feels like this is the one who is settling the account. There seems to be something wrong with it?

Huanquan Hu lowered his head, mysteriously.

"Ouch, ugh, oh, oh, oh..."

...There is also a bucket of medicinal soup made by the master in the warehouse, which is specially used to warm and nourish the immortal weapons. I will bring it to you later!

Bai Mo refined it with his own hands?

Mask thought for a moment, smiled broadly, forgave Huanquan Hu, and recognized this brother again.

The white-eared, black-eared and ringed beards beside them also tilted their heads and smiled evilly.

There is indeed such a bucket of medicinal soup.

It was indeed made by Master's hands.

But it is indeed almost past its shelf life... Master has said before, just give it to this mask. Consider it a favor, so as not to waste it or regret it!

Bai Mo walked in front, and his consciousness spread out like the wind, blowing gently and softly through this huge warehouse.

Wherever his consciousness passed, he saw patches of dust. These dusts are the same dust. But thousands of years ago, they were different kinds of immortal grass, but they were cherished by Lord Qingyue and kept here.

"Alas, time is the most ruthless."

Moving forward, we soon came to the corner.

But I saw stacks of wine jars piled up against the wall.

"well?"

Bai Mo smiled.

Fine wine needs to be aged. What kind of texture should this wine that has been brewed for thousands of years have?

Bai Mo stepped forward and carefully picked up a jar. He was surprised to find that there was still half a jar of liquid inside!

"Ouch?

"This...this jar, and the red cloth sealing it, is it a talisman?"

It’s no wonder that without some magical means, what kind of wine can be stored for ten thousand years?

Bai Mo did not open it rashly and put the wine back temporarily.

Bronze masks flew over, triumphantly, fluttering and swaying above these wine jars... This was all wine prepared by the Lord himself back then! Although it doesn't know, what does Junhou Bei want to do with this shoe wine?

The wooden box next to the wine jar has long since rotted into dust.

The armor inside the box was scattered on the ground.

"well?

"This armor?

"High-level immortal weapon?"

Bai Mo knelt down and picked up a glove. This bronze glove was actually delicate and delicate, with slender fingers!

The sliding buckles at the finger joints are still silky smooth and there is no abnormal sound when moving.

"This...is this an immortal weapon of a certain order?"

The foxes are all excited!

They all came forward with wide eyes!

Such a powerful magical weapon?

Did Fox Mountain get rich?

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

"Too bad it can't be used.

"Although the fairy weapon is good, it is... it is women's style."

The foxes were stunned and followed the master to observe this set of immortal armor.

Pulling the white ink a few times, you can see that it is a set of close-fitting bronze immortal armor.

Pick up the bronze breastplate and look at the outline, you can find...

"Huh? Junhou was still... quite promising back then?"

The foxes didn't understand this.

The bronze mask's ears were perked up, and its face was full of doubts.

"Ahem..."

Bai Mo coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

Picking up the war skirt, I saw that the waist was very slender, and I could hold it tightly.

Look at the combat boots again and guess the proportions. It is not difficult to guess that the person wearing this combat skirt must have long legs!

Bai Mo shook his head and shook the strange thoughts out of his mind.

brush……

But it was a bronze mask. He picked up a stone slab from the dark corner beside him and showed it to Bai Mo proudly.

This was carved by the king while he was hiding in this warehouse!

Bai Mo took it, glanced at it with his consciousness, and suddenly had a strange expression.

[My daughter is red in a hundred jars, and I will keep it as a dowry in the future]

[A set of Qingyue Immortal Armor, also kept as a dowry]

[Qingyue Dan Palace is well managed and kept as dowry]

【But who in this world can be worthy of me? 】

[It’s so annoying, the dowry is ready, but no one can marry]

Bai Mo tried hard to control his expression and make himself serious!

The bronze mask was flying on the side, and seeing Bai Mo's expression, he felt even more proud!

The fox disciples noticed that their master was sullen, and they all snickered, although they didn't know what was recorded on the stone tablet.

Bai Mo looked at the slate and wondered if he could help Junhou destroy this dark history?

But then I thought about it, thousands of years ago, the king went to conquer the ancient immortal Qinglu and never returned.

Thousands of years have passed, and the monarch is probably gone.

For some unknown reason, he simply put the stone slab away.

"Move all these wines to the warehouse and watch them carefully."

The foxes were very happy, some went to carry the wine, and some went to carry the fairy armor.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

Although the immortal armor is said to be women's, Master is too lazy to wear it, but its value is there, maybe it will come in handy one day?

Just as he was about to continue exploring the treasure house, suddenly, in front of Bai Mo, the darkness suddenly became thicker, and a greasy black vortex suddenly appeared!

call……

In the whirlpool, a huge stone tablet appeared!

The nine lines on the stele are inscribed with the characters of the Nine Kingdoms!

In an instant, the disciples gave up their immortal wine and armor, and shrank behind their master with a "swish".

All of them shrank their heads and remained silent.

Only the boldest ones dared to poke their heads slightly from behind the master to look at the stone tablet.

"Food sharing monument?

"Appeared on its own?"

Bai Mo subconsciously looked at the lower part of the stele and the grids.

Sure enough, the first frame was no longer blank, but had a few more lines of characters, the official script common to the nine countries.

【Miaoshou Immortal】

【Yangpeng Lake】

【Master of Hundred Skeletons】

Miaoshou Immortal's disciple, Yang Penghu, was promoted to sequence six?

This [Master of Hundred Skeletons]... Immortal Martial Arts?

…

In the small roadside noodle shop, the dim lights flickered, and the walls, floor and tables were all greasy.

The bearded man sat at the dining table, holding a large white noodle and grinning at his mobile phone.

“Hahaha, family members, look at Xizhou’s belt noodles!

"Let me tell you, this noodle is really chewy!"

[Brother Jiu, it doesn’t matter if you eat crotch noodles, brothers, at least go to a high-end noodle restaurant, right? 】

[My noodle shop, Di Ma, uses small stainless steel basins to serve food? Hahaha】

[The small basin is covered with pulp]

[Big anchor Hu Shanjiu, only eat in this small restaurant? 】

[Brothers, I’m going to snipe the wine guy! 】

Hu Shanjiu grinned and didn't care.

"Brothers, you are laymen, the essence of this Xizhou noodle dish can be found in the roadside restaurants!

"Look at me, it's so oily when I dip it in water!

"It's not that we can't afford big hotels, the wine guy is rich.

"Let me tell you, Brother Jiu came to Xizhou to work on big projects!

"Brother Jiu, even the boss of Xizhou will come to protect this project!"

The barrage was full of laughter and curses.

[Jiu Ge, be careful, someone suggested that bragging should be taxed]

[Hahaha, waiting to see Brother Jiu’s big project]

Hu Shanjiu watched, ate and laughed. He finished chewing a piece of noodles and was about to chew another one when he suddenly heard the voice of Master Guxian in his mind.

"Someone has sequence six!

"The disciple of Immortal Miaoshou, Yang Penghu, has been promoted to the sixth level of Immortal Martial Arts, [Master of Hundred Skeletons]!"

Hu Shan's wine hands trembled, he couldn't hold his chopsticks firmly, and a large piece of trouser belt smashed into the dipping water, causing red oil to splash everywhere.

His eyes were panicked for a moment, then he grinned, took out a tissue and wiped the table, cell phone, and clothes without explaining to the audience in the live broadcast room, just pretending that it never happened.

He secretly asked the ancient immortal master in his mind.

"Miaoshou Immortal, is he a fallen immortal?"

The ancient immortal's voice was urgent, and he was actually panicking.

"nonsense!

“This guy was a bad guy who specialized in stealing treasure houses, and he was almost caught and killed several times.

"After the pollution came, he relied on the power of pollution to reach Sequence Four.

"Who knows what this bitch's skills are, he actually trained the first Sequence Six!"

Hu Shanjiu didn't say anything more and continued to eat his trouser noodles. While eating, he introduced dipping to the live broadcast room.

"My family has something to dip in the water, including tomatoes, minced garlic, green onions, and red oil. Later, Brother Jiu stole the recipe and taught it to my family..."

Gu Xian's voice was urgent and panicked.

“Let’s go, leave Xizhou!

"We can't take that sword anymore... The fallen immortals have already noticed that Sequence Six will definitely come. If they insist on taking that sword, our Holy Land, the descendants of Tiangong, and even the boss of Xizhou will probably get involved!

"Let's go, leave Xizhou!"

Hu Shanjiu was eating noodles, smiling and blowing water in the live broadcast room, while telling Gu Xian his own opinions in his mind.

"Why are you leaving? The situation is bad anyway. Let's fight to get that sword and give it to Wu Jianxian. Maybe it can check and balance Sequence Six."

…

call!

On the bed, Professor Zhang sat up in shock.

His eyes widened, he took out his mobile phone and opened the high-level group chat, only to see that President Wu Jianxian had already sent a message!

[Disciple of Immortal Miaoshou, Yang Penghu, promoted to sequence six, [Master of Hundred Skeletons]]

[I checked and found out that Yang Penghu was a single parent since he was a child. He did not go to school and worked as a gangster on the street. He has been to the detention center several times.]

[Three years ago, after the advent of the age of magic, he disappeared completely and was never heard from again]

[This person is very likely to be antisocial]

President Chen Shu forwarded a post in the group.

This is a new post from the Shexian Forum. The poster’s nickname is [Master Hu is your father].

[Hahahahaha, those who are pretending and looking for trouble, just wait for me.]

【The king comes to the world】

Professor Zhang's eyes widened and he took a few deep breaths. His chest felt as heavy as mercury.

Wu Jianxian in the group spoke again.

[Presumably everyone is breathing heavily at this moment, right? 】

[Hahahaha, please relax a little first]

[If your beloved wife is by your side, you can take a breath of the aroma of her hair]

[But please be careful not to wake up your beloved wife, otherwise you will be scolded and your mood will be even more depressed]

[If this person can be promoted to sequence six, he must be of royal blood]

[A side branch of the bloodline of the princes of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, which developed very quickly and had a very short lifespan, lasting no more than 300 years]

[There is a high probability that this person has the blood technique of a prince]

[Whether his princely blood technique has large-scale destructive power is still unknown]

[There is a high probability that this person does not have great magic]

[Therefore... we can temporarily regard him as a stronger Sequence Seven, with no essential difference from other Sequence Seven]

[Of course, I would like to apologize in advance to your beloved wives... Although our work pace is already very fast, and although we have very little time left for our families, in the coming days, our work pace may have to speed up again. Got it! 】

[Now, please lie down immediately and enjoy what may be your last, peaceful night.]

【Good night】

Professor Zhang grinned bitterly.

"Ah……"

Next to him, his wife woke up, rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"Old Zhang, why are you giggling?"

Professor Zhang hugged his dazed wife and lay down again.

"It's nothing. I'm happy that you come to Xizhou."

He buried his face in his wife's hair and smelled the scent of shampoo, which really made him feel relieved.

"Well……"

Professor Zhang took a deep breath.

"The president is the president. Although his wife has been dead for more than thirty years, he still has a lot of experience."

…

What no one knows is that in the night sky of 20,000 meters, the floating fire toad brushed through the flowing clouds and blew through the cold wind. A red flower suddenly bloomed in the left ear and a white flower bloomed in the right ear.

Both flowers are large and bright, making this huge toad balloon look a bit more playful and playboy-like.

…

"done."

In Fox Mountain, Bai Mo waved his hand to cover up the food sharing monument.

The two flowers growing out of the fire toad's balloon ears are two immortal energy antennas... If someone uses the original immortal energy on a large scale and performs great immortal arts, they can be captured by those antennas in an instant.

Bai Mo's eyes were cold, squinting downward.

“The Master of Hundred Skeletons?

"Better jump out soon."

The foxes huddled behind the master, their eyes widening.

Master is a little different today!

Master rarely exudes a similar aura.

The bronze mask is suspended on the side, with a strange expression.

In the past, it often felt this kind of aura from the Lord, and it knew that this was... murderous aura!

Bai Mo grinned.

"Ha, don't be so serious, let's go, keep walking around and see if there are any other good things in this warehouse."

His consciousness spread like the wind, searching everywhere.

He led the disciples around, looking here and there, around a pillar and into a corridor, and found a large pile of copper plates.

"Is this the Lord's collection?"

Over millions of years, this pile of copper plates has rusted and been stuck together by patina.

Bai Mo picked up a copper plate and used gentle force to break it off.

Rubbing the rough patina on the surface of the copper plate, he tried to decipher the writing on it.

"Huh? Great Immortal Technique, Blue Flower Rain, how do you practice it?"

This handwriting does not belong to Qingyue Junhou.

"This feeling..."

Bai Mo briefly read this article and recalled the "Blue Flower Rain" that he had briefly understood.

"This level of experience is so high!"

He really got a lot of information, and the only great immortal technique he had ever learned was [Purple Dragon Pan].

At this time, his consciousness swept over the pile of copper plates, and he smiled.

"Each of these more than 500 copper plates contains the experience of practicing [Blue Flower Rain]!

"Where did you find so many good things?"

His next great magic technique, [Blue Flower Rain], is here!

I will write this here for today, and I will continue to sort out the plot!

See you tomorrow, book friends!