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

call……

The colder the fall, the shorter the days.

It was half past five in the afternoon, and it was already dark outside the window.

Classes haven't ended yet in the teaching building in the distance, and even the lights are shining through the windows.

Bai Mo had already approved ten papers, and even reviewed a few of their revised versions and gave them "pass the draft" suggestions.

At this time, I was sitting on the office chair, holding my apprentice, rubbing the mouse wheel, and reading another article.

As he looked at it, suddenly a message from Mo Lanyou popped up in the lower right corner of the desktop.

[The three papers you reviewed are already in the Xiancao paper library. The level is so high! Hahaha! 】

Bai Mo looked at the sky and saw that it was almost time to get off work.

So I simply opened the Xiancao paper library and saw that the three papers I reviewed had thousands of clicks and many comments.

[The level of these articles reviewed by Baimo experts is a bit high]

[The content is good, the wording is great, and the words are meaningful]

Bai Mo grinned.

I casually glanced at the newly-built Xiancao paper library and saw that on the first day, there were already twelve approved papers in the library. The amount is a bit shabby, and it doesn't even cover one page.

But it doesn’t matter, as time goes by, the number of papers will increase and the library will be enriched.

He stood up with his apprentice in his arms and greeted Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun.

"It's time to get off work, let's go eat!"

…

Heluo Immortal Committee.

In the spacious office, a short-skinned young man wearing glasses and a white coat sat in front of the computer, staring at the Xiancao Thesis Library on the computer screen.

His face looked ugly.

"This... the editorial department also fucking chooses what to do!

"The papers reviewed by Bai Mo are better than the last.

"How come the papers I review are all crooked and cracked?"

This afternoon, all five papers he reviewed and approved have been uploaded to the library.

However, these five papers received very few clicks and even attracted some inexplicable comments.

[Can this thing pass the trial? 】

[Are the standards too low? 】

[This article seems to have been cross-reviewed by experts Jiao Su, Wang Motie, and Chen Rufeng? 】

[It seems that the quality is not as high as those reviewed by the white ink experts]

The more Jiao Su looked, the more he stared, the more he looked, the more he blushed, and the more he looked, the more angry he became!

He grabbed his cell phone and dialed the editorial department number directly. While waiting for the call to be connected, he let out a long breath and calmed down a little.

"Hello? Editorial department? I'm Jiao Su.

"How do you assign papers to reviewers?"

There was an inexplicable voice from the editorial department on the other end of the phone.

“We usually arrange for three experts to cross-review the same paper.

"After the revision, these three experts will still review..."

Jiao Su interrupted impatiently.

“I know you’re cross-reviewing!

“I’m asking about the quality of the paper!”

Jiao Su has a high status in the Heluo Immortal Committee. He usually gets wind and rain, but today his style is as usual. He speaks straightforwardly and does not intend to spoil the editorial department.

"Why do I feel that the quality of the articles reviewed by Bai Mo is higher than those reviewed by me? Your editorial department, what does this mean?

"Isn't Bai Mo still nobler than me?"

There was a moment of silence in the newsroom on the other end of the phone.

Jiao Su vaguely heard someone in the distance say, "Of course." He frowned, not sure whether he heard correctly or not, not sure whether the person was answering his question.

He frowned, angry, and was about to ask a question when he suddenly heard a response from the other end.

"We have sent you a paper that has been reviewed by white ink experts. You can check it in your mailbox.

"You can see that the paper was not of high quality before he reviewed it."

Jiao Su snorted coldly, and without hanging up the phone, he operated the mouse with one hand, opened his mailbox, opened the newly received email, and opened the paper that Bai Mo had reviewed.

Click!

The moment he opened the paper, he was stunned.

He rolled the wheel, and every part of the paper, from the abstract to the keywords to the main text, was marked with dense red annotations.

"This comment... is too much..."

He briefly scanned the original paper and saw that the level was indeed average.

The research is well done, and the paper contains some information about Shui Diao Ba Decoction.

But Bai Mo's comments were densely packed, one after another, revising and patching the paper.

"If you revise the paper according to these comments, it will change its appearance...

"Bai Mo...he...is he the biological father of the author of this paper?"

Jiao Su took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Maybe Bai Mo is really good at writing papers, right?"

Then I heard the voice from the editorial department on the other end of the phone.

“Expert Baimo has approved all ten papers.

"There are still seven articles. There were problems in their experiments and research. Baimo experts pointed out the problems and gave suggestions, so they went back to work on the research."

Jiao Su hung up the phone in a daze.

I opened the forum subconsciously and saw someone blowing white ink!

[Can experts in white ink also be called reviewers? This is my biological father! Even my own father can’t give me so much guidance! 】

[Look at the pile of comments he typed, look at the correction plan he gave me, and look at the new ideas he gave me! 】

[Although the article was rejected by him, I am not sad at all, hahaha]

[After revising according to his comments, my article took off]

This person took a screenshot of an insignificant part of the paper, revealing dense annotations.

A group of people responded below.

[Shit, is this okay? 】

[I’m also going to publish a paper on grass jelly! Normally it is almost impossible to contact a white ink expert]

[But if you submit a paper and let him review it, he will teach you step by step! 】

[Hahaha, that makes sense]

【Fafafafa, I want to send it too! 】

[Brothers, be careful, there are many people in this review expert group, and not everyone is lucky enough to meet a white ink expert]

[Most experts are very perfunctory in reviewing manuscripts. Look at this.]

【picture】

Jiao Su looked embarrassed.

In that picture, it was a paper he was reviewing.

There are no comments at all, just one review suggestion.

[The research is not rigorous enough and will not be approved]

Also see new comments on the forum.

[Don’t think too much, everyone, perfunctory is the norm when it comes to reviewing manuscripts]

[Bai Mo Expert’s review, please consider it as a benefit! 】

[How can this be considered a benefit? 】

[This is a fucking gift! 】

…

Under the dark clouds, the wind blew.

At the excavation site, a newly cast altar was already standing in the loess, rising straight up from the ground.

More than a hundred fox apprentices all raised their furry heads at the foot of the altar, watching the master's five-color fire cloud soar up.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Ouch?"

Master said there is no need to be afraid and let them do whatever they want.

If you want to take a rest, you can wait here.

But they are still afraid, still on tenterhooks, and still want to wait here for a while.

Anyway, this altar won't last long before it collapses. They are all guarding here, waiting for the master to come back!

…

On the five-color fire cloud, white ink sits on a plate.

On the left side beside him is a small flower arm holding a purple bell flower.

To the right beside him is Huhufeng, who is carrying a small bronze medicine box across his body.

The two foxes were quite nervous. They subconsciously leaned on their master's shoulders and remained silent, not daring to make a sound.

"Let's go to Tushita together today.

"Little Flower Arm stared at Bell Flower.

"Hu Hufeng can take a few more looks at those pill furnaces, it will give them a lot of insights!"

The five-color fire cloud flew to the top of the altar. Bai Mo was too lazy to chant any more. Green light overflowed from his eyes, but seven great cauldrons emerged!

Every picture and word on the altar was suddenly filled with dense white smoke, floating upwards, covering the white ink fire cloud and the master and disciples on the cloud.

"Today, I will go to Tushita Tian to see if there is something wrong with the alchemy furnace and I can't get it?

"If you want to advance to Sequence Five, which pill furnaces should you take?"

…

call……

The wind blew wildly.

"Master, is this altar shaking?"

Sun Jinsong stood at the highest point of the altar, looking below and at the master beside him.

Gu Xian smiled.

"Why, you, a dignified Master of Sequence Six, are you still afraid of heights?

"It's great to have some air here!

"Let's also take a look at the beautiful scenery of our Heavenly Palace and relax!"

Sun Jinsong subconsciously moved towards the middle of the platform, only to see that there were words engraved under his feet. They were all engraved and the handwriting was raised.

"Master, what are these words? Are they part of the altar?"

Gu Xian shook his head.

"That's not true.

"These words are for the Tiangong disciples who are preparing to worship Tusita!

“Children of Tiangong worship Tusita. They are not allowed to wear shoes and must go on stage barefoot.

“When they stand on the stage, they can step on these engraved words every moment.

"When they enter the Tusita Queen, every step they take is actually still on this stage. They can still step on these words under their feet, which can always remind them not to be confused and not to forget the taboos."

Sun Jinsong lowered his head to look at these words, and saw that these engraved and raised gestures were indeed very sharp.

"Master, do other holy places and alchemy palaces also have this thing on their altars?"

Gu Xian shook his head.

“This is exclusive to Tiangong.

"Everyone has it, so wouldn't it be a mess?"

Sun Jinsong nodded, feeling strange in his heart.

He saw the engraved words.

[After touching the alchemy furnace, be sure to open the lid, put your hand in, and touch every inch of the inner wall with one finger]

[If your finger is scratched and it hurts, give up on this pill furnace]

[If the finger is intact and not broken, take away the alchemy furnace]

[Ten fingers can test ten alchemy furnaces]

[If all ten fingers are broken, the worship will be declared a failure and you need to exit immediately]

…

Whoosh...

It’s raining in the Tushita sky!

Five-colored fire clouds shuttled through the haze of mist and rain, flying past piles of alchemy furnaces.

Around the fire cloud, seven cauldrons flew with it, emitting light to illuminate the vast fog!

Bai Mo sat cross-legged on the fire cloud, closing his eyes and meditating.

The little flower arm is sitting on the left side of the master, holding a pot of purple bell flowers, always on guard!

Hu Hufeng sat on the right side of the master, holding up a lotus leaf umbrella with his fox paws to protect the master from the rain!

call……

The wind blows, and the lotus leaf umbrella flutters in the wind.

Pat click…

When the rain comes, the lotus leaf umbrella makes a clear sound.

Bai Mo sat under the umbrella, sometimes raising his head to look at the rain, sometimes turning his head to look into the distance, looking at the piles of pill furnaces.

“These alchemy furnaces are absorbing rainwater?

“Just like Tianshan snow lotus, it can only grow in Tianshan.

"This kind of alchemy furnace, which is said to be the strongest, can only be cultivated in the Tushita sky and exposed to this weird rain for months and months?"

brush……

The fire cloud flew to a hill made of pill furnaces.

On the top of the mountain is a black jade alchemy furnace with a simple style. It is absorbing the rainwater bit by bit.

As it absorbs rainwater, its inky jade material seems to become more radiant and firmer.

Bai Mo rode the fire cloud and circled left and right around the ink jade alchemy furnace, looking left and right, trying to find anything unusual...but there was nothing.

Turning around to look at the purple bell flower held in the little flower arm, the bell flower was also quiet and there was no warning.

"But...there's obviously something wrong with this alchemy furnace?"

Just now, he clearly saw the black jade alchemy furnace trembling slightly against his knowledge container, as if throbbing with desire!

Bai Mo waved his hand to disperse the container, controlled the fire cloud, and came closer to the alchemy furnace. He saw the crystal raindrops on the alchemy furnace slowly seeping into the ink jade material.

The two fox apprentices subconsciously shrank their bodies behind their master.

"Hey?"

"Ouch?"

They are scared!

Bai Mo thought for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand to touch the cover of the ink jade alchemy furnace, and held it firmly.

Click!

But it was Bai Mo who used gentle force to lift up the lid!

The mouth of the alchemy furnace suddenly filled with thick white mist, covering the mouth of the furnace and the inside of the furnace!

Bai Mo leaned forward slightly and put his head above the stove mouth.

In his field of vision, the white mist covering the mouth of the furnace was clearly a series of tiny runes. They formed words, sentences, and chapters, telling the mysteries of the knowledge about fairy grass. question!

The fog is too thick and heavy, and the puzzles are too difficult!

A faint blue light flashed in Bai Mo's eyes, and he could see the problems clearly in an instant, see through the layers of fog, and see the innermost part of the alchemy furnace.

"well?"

In this furnace, the smooth ink jade inner wall has an animal face painted on it!

Use weird dark yellow paint to paint an animal face with bared teeth!

Even more paint was used on the animal teeth, which were rougher and sharper.

If you touch it with your hands, you can even scratch it.

Bai Mo retracted his head and replaced the lid of the ink jade alchemy furnace.

I noticed that it was throbbing again, and with a cold look, I asked it to go back honestly.

"So, the root cause of the problem with the alchemy furnace is the animal face painted with dark yellow paint?"

Bai Mo recalled carefully and could still remember that the three alchemy furnaces he smashed yesterday actually had yellow paint on the inner walls of the fragments!

"If you find an alchemy furnace without the animal mask and bring it out, can you be promoted to sequence five?"

Bai Mo continued to dig through the pile of alchemy furnaces, looking at some ordinary bronze furnaces and some earthen pot furnaces on the bottom.

But I saw that most of the bronze furnaces had animal faces painted on their inner walls, but there was only one with a clean inner wall.

Crock pot stoves, on the other hand, are all clean.

"If the immortals who worship Tusita don't be greedy and only take earthen pot stoves, maybe nothing will happen, right?"

Bai Mo sighed.

It's a pity that people can never control greed, and there are not so many ifs in this world.

"Get me some water."

Hu Hufeng took out Master's tea cup from the small medicine box and handed it to Master.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

Bai Mo unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip of the fragrant scented tea.

"There are still snacks in the medicine box. If you are hungry, you can take them and eat them."

After hearing the news, a group of poor immortals rushed out of the white mist, knelt down one by one, and kowtowed to Bai Mo.

They vaguely saw the emperor's figure and vaguely heard the emperor's words.

It actually feels quite unreal.

Isn’t this Tushita Heaven?

When the emperor came here, why did he still eat and drink? Why did you bring an entourage? Like a tourist?

Finish writing and call it a day!

Today I basically sorted out Tousitatian’s thoughts.

The villain is already on the way and will appear soon to show everyone the different tricks of the fallen immortals.