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

In the stadium, colorful dazzling spotlights and light beams roamed the huge stage.

The host's voice rang out again, resounding throughout the audience!

"Let's count down to five!

"five!"

The entire audience responded immediately, roaring like a tsunami.

"Four!

"three!"

Bai Mo sat at the highest point of the stand, with a dozen immortal arts committee members sitting in front of him, forming a human fence.

Beside her shoulder was Su Yaoyao.

Behind him is the peacock Hongbao standing tall and imposing.

It was the first time he attended a concert, and it was the first time he knew that the lights were so dazzling, the sound was so loud and noisy, and the atmosphere was so lively!

Bai Doudou in his arms jumped onto Master's shoulders, grabbed two fluorescent sticks in his fox paws, waved them around happily, and reveled with the whole audience.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

…

In Fox Mountain, in the main hall of the cafeteria, the foxes were also looking at the screen, holding up their wine glasses, smiling broadly, and waving their front paws.

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

…

At the bottom of the stage, Hu Tiantian was wearing a sequined dress and holding a microphone, preparing to go on stage. At this time, her face was pale and her shoulders were trembling.

She has never experienced such a large-scale concert!

Even at the peak of his career, he has never experienced it.

The agent's voice was urgent.

"Come on Sister Hu, you are not the protagonist of today's concert, you are just a supporting role. The real protagonist is Xizhou Boss. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the stands are here for him. You can do whatever you want on stage. Sing, just don't stretch your hips too much. I'll give you a half-open mic and I'll keep an eye on it. If something goes wrong, I'll immediately cut you into a full lip-sync. Just perform and lip-sync..."

The loudspeaker system of the stadium sounded the sound of "drumming" wind and the prelude of music!

Above the stage, four large screens facing the four directions of east, west, north and south began to play a video. It was Xizhou in the night and the blue and white rain in the night sky!

The audience's countdown is about to end!

"two!

"one!"

Hu Tiantian has also figured out that in today's concert, she is called the protagonist, but in fact she is just a traffic hog!

Since you're just trying to get traffic, why are you being cowardly?

She grabbed the microphone, walked onto the stage with a professional step that she would never recognize, and walked to the center of the stage amidst the roar of the audience's carnival!

Boom!

A drumbeat resounded throughout the audience!

Hu Tiantian waved to greet the audience and at the same time spoke loudly into the microphone!

"Dear viewers and fans, welcome everyone!

“Tonight, let’s enjoy music together!

“Let’s sing praises to Xizhou!

“Let’s sing praises to the Immortal Committee!

“Let’s sing praises to the boss of Xizhou!

“Let’s celebrate our civilization together!

"Without further ado, I would like to give you a song called "Blue Flower Rain"!"

The rapid sound of pipa came from the venue's stereo speakers, and the sound shocked the entire audience!

Audiences from all directions were packed with people, and waves of applause and roars erupted again!

…

At the highest point of the stands, Bai Doudou stood on Master's shoulders, reveling with the audience, singing, holding up light sticks, and twisting his chubby body!

Su Yaoyao subconsciously put her shoulder closer to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo watched the performance and listened to the song, but he was actually absent-minded. His vision turned to the Xiling Mountains to stare at Miyamoto Rokuzo and his group.

…

Under a starless and moonless sky.

The dark mountains.

Miyamoto Rokuzo and a group of followers found an open space to stand or sit.

"Let them dig, let's rest first."

Eighteen people have already begun to dig holes into the mountain from the eighteen positions designated by Miyamoto Rokuzo. They wield shovels and use the powerful physiques of immortal magicians to dig into the mountain!

Under the grass blades nearby, eyeballs occasionally appeared, blinking, and peeking over.

Miyamoto Rokuzo was not very aware of it and was too lazy to care, so he found a stone and sat down peacefully, waiting for his followers to dig holes.

In his mind, Gu Xian's breathing had become heavier and he couldn't wait any longer!

“Ghost car, ghost car!

"Back then, I fought with the prince of the White Scale Holy Land. My immortal beast was Xiang Liu, and his immortal beast was Gui Che!

"I used Xiang Liu to fight the prince to death, and let him and Xiang Liu die together!

“This ghost car went crazy on the spot and chased me with blood in its eyes!

“This pursuit lasts for three hundred years!

“I ran away from the mountains, and it chased them over the mountains!

“I escaped across the desert, and it chased me across the desert!

"I escaped from the sea, and it chased me across the sea!

"I escaped across the long river, and it chased me across the long river!

"Then overnight, pollution came, black smoke came out of my eyes, and this ghost car was also bathed in black oil of hatred and fell into depravity.

“That’s a perfect situation!

"I have no immortal beast, and it has no owner. If I make a contract with it and combine with it, I can inherit the most powerful and ancient immortal beast in the White Scale Holy Land!

"It's a pity that the damn Canglong Emperor threw a drop of dragon's saliva from thousands of miles away from the sky and sealed the ghost car!

"But now, tens of millions of years later, the emperor has died, and the immortal charm of the dragon's saliva has also faded away in the years. It's time to resurrect the ghost car so that I can get it again!"

Miyamoto Rokuzo heard this story from his master for the first time.

This sounds a bit strange.

Master let his immortal beast die together with the white-scaled prince?

Want to rob the White Scale Holy Land's ghost car and fairy beast again?

This feeling of killing one's own fairy beast and trying to steal other people's fairy beasts is so unethical, so evil, so disgusting, and so disgusting that it makes Miyamoto Rokuzo's eyes shine, the corners of his mouth rise, his forehead Sweating, completely excited!

…

The singing in the stadium was amplified by the sound system, making it deafening.

In the center of the stage, Hu Tiantian let go completely, waving her hands to the audience and singing loudly!

"Blue flower rain~~Blue flower rain~~Blue flower rain in Xizhou~~"

The audience in the stands became familiar with the melody and sang along.

On Bai Mo's shoulder, the fox apprentice Bai Doudou also held up a fluorescent stick and started barking.

"Oooh ooh~~ ooh ooh ooh~~ ooh ooh ooh ooh~~"

Bai Mo was not very interested, so he took out his mobile phone and watched the live broadcast of the Shexian Forum.

It can be seen that this live broadcast is unprecedentedly popular, and the screen has been completely obscured by barrages.

[The Tianyu Building opposite Liuhe Stadium, can I get a concert? 】

[If you are in Tianyu Building, it means you can get there. You can see the big screen on the high floor, hahahaha]

[Liuhe Gymnasium is an open-air gymnasium]

[It sounds good, sounds good, sounds good]

[With the chorus of 100,000 people, the atmosphere is so great! 】

The students in the grass jelly experimental class in the front row were all sitting together.

Wanbo City, Li Fangfang, Guan Yueling and others all held up light sticks and sang along with the pine-like chorus.

Chu Mian took out her mobile phone and was watching Youtu Turtle's live broadcast.

The barrages were equally dense, flying in many languages, and most of them were complaining.

[This is too vulgar]

[The stage level is really poor]

[Can a concert of this level attract 100,000 people? 】

Hina pouted.

In the Sakura area, she had participated in concerts with cooler stage effects and better song quality.

But at that concert, too many people fell asleep for no reason.

She even secretly watched those sleeping people being moved into the compartments of cold chain transport trucks. After filling up one truck, they were transported away to who knows where.

Compared to that kind of weird concert full of conspiracy and deception, Qin Mian prefers today's concert!

She put away her cell phone, raised her light stick, smiled on her face, and sang along in a slightly stiff Chinese.

"Blue flower rain~~Blue flower rain~~"

…

In the main hall of Fox Mountain Canteen.

The foxes were already dancing in circles in the corridor, listening to the singing, singing along, and happily twirling their heads and tails in circles.

"嘤嘤嘤~"

"Ouch~~"

"嘤嘤嘤~"

The foxes are very happy and proud!

What's great about watching a concert live? There’s not even a place to dance!

It's not like they can dance now, have food to eat, and wine to drink!

…

call……

The cold wind blew through the Xiling Mountains. On the dark mountain, Miyamoto Rokuzo sat on a big stone and waited with his entourage.

In the dark hole next to it, the onmyoji dog boy Erlang had dug very deep.

He swung the shovel and shoveled another shovel into the dark hole!

When I shovel it down, it's still dirt.

Just as he was about to dig again, he suddenly felt light and airy, as if he was flying.

"well?"

He saw his own body, and saw that body limp and slumped to the ground.

"My soul was taken out of my body?

"what happened?"

His soul felt a huge suction!

"ah!"

His soul seemed to be hooked, dragged into the rocks, and drilled all the way into the mountain, directly into a huge nostril!

Before falling into eternal darkness, in his last consciousness, he suddenly understood.

"Miyamoto Rokuzo asked me to dig this hole because he wanted to kill me?

"In other words, he actually doesn't care about my life or death..."

…

Outside the cave, Miyamoto Rokuzo looked ecstatic and stood up suddenly!

"It's done! The hole is deep enough!"

Ghost car, also known as the nine-headed bird!

It has nine heads and eighteen nostrils!

Each of its nostrils is good at peeling off raw souls and sucking in soul energy!

The nine-headed bird is sleeping in this mountain.

Dig eighteen holes leading to its eighteen nostrils, make the barrier outside its nostrils thinner, and make its nostrils closer to the outside world, so that it can suck the living soul again!

“What it sucks away is the pure soul.

"What it leaves behind is a pure and empty body."

Deep in a certain cave, a ghost eye suddenly appeared on a hairy root.

The ghost eyes raised white mist, and in the white mist, spiritual consciousness blew out like the wind, blowing into the interior of the mountain to explore what was inside.

…

At Liuhe Stadium, the spotlights turn into five bright colors!

The atmosphere is boiling again!

Five-colored fire clouds suddenly appeared on the big screen!

Hu Tiantian's voice echoed throughout the audience.

"Next, there is a new song adapted from a famous scene that everyone is familiar with, "Fire Immortal". I hope you like it!"

The prelude sounds, the drum beats rapidly, accompanied by exciting electronic sounds!

The whole place roared with tsunami!

At the highest point of the stand, Su Yaoyao was listening to the song happily, occasionally glancing at Bai Mo.

But the expression on Bai Mo's face seemed a little shocked.

"What's wrong? Did you suddenly feel that the concert was also very exciting? Let's sing together, hahaha!"

Bai Mo smiled awkwardly.

He wasn't shocked by the concert.

But his consciousness suddenly discovered a stiff giant bird hundreds of meters long inside the mountain!

The bird's feathers were all petrified.

That bird has nine heads!

Each of the bird's eighteen nostrils had just sucked in the living soul of a Sakura Man!

The bird's eighteen eyes were all tightly closed and shed tears! It seems that there is so much sadness that even millions of years and millions of years of sleep cannot resolve it!

It only has one eye, which is not completely closed. It is slightly cracked and the dark, greasy and turbid eyeball can be seen inside!

"Is it because looking at this eyeball from a distance makes those Sakura people grow feathers behind their ears?

“That’s why those pigeons had ear feathers?

"That's why the monkey was allowed to have his ear feathers sucked out nutrients, his brain marrow was drained, and he was sucked to death?"

Bai Mo couldn't quite understand.

What is the origin of this bird?

Can't you even look at it?

Will you be polluted if you look at it?

Its eyes and sight are magic?

…

In the Xiling Mountains.

Miyamoto Rokuzo paced back and forth with an ecstatic expression on his face, proofreading the final message with his master.

"According to your statement, as long as enough souls are presented, this ghost chariot beast can be resurrected and come back?

"How many do you need?"

He glanced secretly at his followers.

Just hearing in his mind, Gu Xian's tone was not calm, and he was suppressing the joy in his heart.

"The few people you bring are not enough!

“Did you know that a concert with 100,000 people is being held in Xizhou?

“We don’t need as many as one hundred thousand souls.

“We only need 80,000!

"I have already said hello to all the immortals. Now you just go, go to the concert, and bring me 80,000 to 90,000 people to feed the ghost car!

“The ghost car only absorbs living souls and eats soul energy.

"We don't want those empty bodies left after it takes away the living soul!

"I left the Jingkong body to the other immortals as a gift, thanking them for their help and cooperation!"

Miyamoto Rokuzo looked up at the sky and smiled ferociously.

"Okay, Master, I understand!

“It’s time for the boss of Xizhou to see my true strength.

"Let him know that I, Miyamoto Rokuzo, am not afraid of him!"

The immortal magicians in Jiuzhou are all timid, dare not kill, and cannot get training materials, but he is different!

Since he started practicing, he has killed countless people and drank countless blood!

An unknown number of the people who disappeared inexplicably in the Sakura area were all turned into materials, which gave him his current level of cultivation!

That's right... he's not just Sequence Seven.

Although he has not yet made it onto the food sharing list, he is already on the Immortal Beast Path, Sequence Six!

In his dream, the snake-tailed ancient immortal smiled and summoned the food sharing tablet, and carved words on the tablet with his fingers.

【Snake Tail Immortal】

【Miyamoto Rokuzo】

【Master of the Spirit】

…

At the concert, the lights were gorgeous, the singing was loud, and the audience sang in joy.

Su Yaoyao, who was sitting at the highest point in the stands, suddenly had his pupils shake!

"Miyamoto Rokuzo, the master of multiplied spirits?"

…

The highest point of the stands, another angle.

Wu Qingyun suddenly tightened her grip on the sword at her waist!

"Miyamoto Rokuzo, the master of spiritual cultivation?

"Grandpa, shouldn't we... hold this concert?"

Behind her, a tall and thin old man with a pale face stood up, holding a fairy sword more than one meter long, and said with a dry smile.

“Whether we hold this concert or not, it won’t change the reality that Miyamoto Rokuzo is already the [Master of the Many Spirits].

"Now it seems that this concert is nothing more than taking the initiative to finalize the battlefield."

He was unexpectedly Wu Jianxian, and he had quietly come to Xizhou and arrived at the concert without knowing it!

…

Bai Mo hugged his apprentice Bai Doudou, who was twisting happily, back into his arms and grinned.

"No wonder, he has the guts to come to Xizhou. Is this so-called [Manner of Spirits] his confidence?"

…

Between mountains and fields.

Miyamoto Rokuzo stretched out his palm, bent down and slapped it hard on the ground.

Snapped!

Where the palm fell, blood was flowing, outlining strokes, growing outward, and growing a huge blood array!

The attendants nearby looked surprised.

"Is Miyamoto-sama going to use the psychic summoning technique?"

"So handsome, like Naruto summoning the Kyuubi?"

Miyamoto Rokuzo sneered and did not answer the followers.

If they want to believe that this is a psychic summons, then of course it’s best!

Then, in this formation, white mist rose and gradually dispersed, drowning Miyamoto Rokuzo and more than a hundred followers!

"Hiss..."

Amidst the weird roar, the eight-headed giant snake looked up from the white mist!

Each head is extremely huge, like a hill!

On top of one head stood twenty ninjas.

On the top of a head stood thirty witches.

On the top of a head stood twenty-three wanderers.

On the top of a head stood twenty-nine Onmyoji.

At the top of the largest head in the center, Miyamoto Rokuzo stood alone, wearing priest robes and holding a folding paper fan.

Wow...

He swung the folding fan away and held it in front of his chest.

"Baqi!

"Go to Xizhou!"

Well, I’m writing this here today, I can’t hold it any longer. .

Dear book friends, I will try to update as early as possible tomorrow!

Don’t tear up your votes yet!

Tomorrow, I will finish writing this plot!