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

call……

Outside the window, there is snow and wind.

The food is hot and fragrant in the window.

The cafeteria of the Ninth Pharmaceutical Factory has just been opened. The tables, chairs and benches are all new. The floor is bright and even reflects the TV sets hanging from the ceiling.

The administrators and workers in the factory were holding hot soup noodles or eating hot steamed buns, chatting and laughing while eating.

"The food standard in our factory seems to be no worse than that in the winery?"

"Yeah, look, there's a lot of mutton in the steamed buns, hehe."

Some workers formed a group of four and applied for a small hot pot table.

Bai Mo was like this. Together with Wu Qingyun, Fang Xiaoyu, and Ye Guoguo, they were cooking and eating in a small hot pot.

"Hiss..."

Fang Xiaoyu poured the red oil into her belly and ate it happily.

Wu Qingyun likes thick potato flour. After boiling it, she scoops it into a bowl and eats it in and out.

On the table, only the coconut fruit was slightly depressed.

"Ouch?"

It was eating shabu-shabu beef slices, but it always felt like something was not right.

Other brothers and sisters come to the cafeteria with their master, and they all order three meals to start with, and there is no upper limit.

How come here, I can only eat a quarter of the small hot pot set meal?

Stretching out the fox paw, he took out two beef balls from the pot, one by one for the master.

While eating, it lowered its eyebrows and thought that it was only 20% full.

Bai Mo also felt that he had miscalculated...he forgot to ask the chef Lao Jin to bring more meat.

I was stretching out my chopsticks to scoop out potato slices from the pot when I suddenly felt something heavy hit me.

"Um?"

He picked it up and saw that it was a big beef rib!

The chef happened to be walking around the canteen to see how everyone was eating, so he turned to Bai Mo's side.

"Expert Bai Mo, the pork ribs soup cooked in the hot pot today has some soup residue, so I've caught it for you. Don't dislike it."

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth... Lao Jin used beef ribs to make soup residue?

Seeing Lao Jin winking and leaving, Bai Mo smiled dryly and "brushed" the beef ribs into his apprentice's bowl. He saw his apprentice's eyes light up.

"Hey?"

Bai Mo used chopsticks to explore the boiling soup again.

"Oh, there are enough dregs in this soup, enough for the four of us to finish it.

"Let's eat together!"

While eating, the TV broadcast the recent terrorist case involving immortals in the hospital in the Spring Mountain area, and the reporter's interview with the Spring Mountain Immortal Committee.

"Can you tell me what is in the treasure house?"

"I'm sorry, I have no comment on this. Some things involve a lot and are not convenient for the public to know. I hope you understand."

Bai Mo saw the young immortal arts committee member on TV. He was wearing a uniform, talking in official language and looking upright, which made him feel a little funny.

Most magicians may not really know what the things in that treasure house are!

Even Bai Mo couldn't understand it.

As he was chewing on a piece of beef ribs, his spiritual sense was suddenly touched. It turned out to be Guan Yuexi, and the latest news was released!

He remained calm, narrowed his eyes slightly, and switched his vision.

In a dark fitter workshop, Guan Yuexi, wearing short hair and work clothes, rolling up her sleeves, was explaining the cloak on the hanger.

"That kind of short sword was very famous in the ancient immortal dynasty. Its full name is the Vampire Tiger Tooth Bronze Sword.

“The refining difficulty is extremely high, and only those with the ability to refine it must be at least Sequence Six.

"That thing is actually a forbidden weapon, and it is expressly prohibited by the Nine Kingdoms.

"Because its effect is... to insert into the prince's heart and draw out the heart blood, which contains the highest concentration of blood!"

Targeting the bloodline of princes again?

In the cafeteria, Bai Mo sighed while eating.

At present, it seems that the ancient immortals regard the blood of princes as an important means for their disciples to pass through the seventh sequence, or even the only means!

And the emergence of this tiger-tooth knife treasure house is probably not a coincidence... Those immortal magicians may have spent a lot of effort to find this tiger-tooth knife treasure house!

…

In the workshop.

Guan Yuexi leaned on the operating table, spinning a hammer in her hand like a pen, telling the cloak as much information as she could.

“This tiger-tooth sword can no longer be refined in this world.

“A small knife has more than 70 parts and requires hundreds of different processes before and after.

“These parts and craftsmanship are not simple, and many of them are even unique to the Holy Land.

"It can be said that this small knife has the core ideas and core technology of the weapon refiner, but it also relies heavily on the industrial chain, the weapon refinement civilization of the country at that time, and the division of labor and cooperation of the entire society.

"My master said that unless one day the ancient immortal comes to the world, completes the restoration of civilization, and allows the immortal way to develop for hundreds or thousands of years, we will never be able to make this short sword again.

“My master also said that some paths and some sequences rely heavily on social division of labor, industrial chains, and industry ecology.

"After leaving the Nine Kingdoms of those days and coming to this world, it is impossible to be promoted successfully.

“For example, our Immortal Weapon Path, Sequence Five, Iron Weapon Master.

“Another example is your alchemy master path, Sequence Five, Cao Dan Master.

"In this era, no one can continue to be promoted. It is impossible to be promoted to Sequence Four."

In Guan Yuexi's mind, the chubby old woman sat on an armchair and nodded.

"Yeah, tell him that.

“Let him understand that the road ahead is closed and there is no need to rush.

"Without the soil of civilization, some pathways will be cut off. There's no way around it.

"If the path is not cut off in this era, his best decision is of course to appropriately lower the requirements for knowledge containers, upgrade as soon as possible, and go to high-sequence as soon as possible.

"But in this era, the avenues are closed, so there is no need to rush for promotion. Let's slowly polish it in Sequence Six. Make the knowledge container higher quality!"

…

call……

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall.

Bowtie and Little Big Eyes were standing next to the washing tank, both feeling quite depressed.

Previously, Big Flower Arm and Tiger Head and Shoulder brought back a pile of documents from the present world. They hurriedly washed them and prepared to show them to the master. However, it turned out that they were not words about the path of alchemy at all, and the master could not understand them.

"嘤嘤嘤..."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

...It took a lot of effort, but it was all in vain!

On the other side, Bai Mo was sitting behind a bronze desk, looking at the documents that his apprentices had just brought from the excavation site, and suddenly understood what Guan Yuexi's words meant.

"So it turns out that to be promoted to Sequence Four, you need to refine a pill yourself?"

The name of this elixir is "Suihuo elixir". When swallowed, it blends into the Dantian and can be integrated with the elixir fire.

[...Fire borrows elixir energy, and elixir borrows fire energy, circulating back and forth, endlessly, for thousands of years, and forever...]

And this Suihuo Pill is divided into different grades.

[...Throughout the ages, all emperors have refined the Purple Qi Fire Pill during the fifth sequence...]

[…Throughout the ages, all princes have refined the Chixia Fire Pill at the fifth stage of the sequence…]

[…Throughout the ages, all kings and princes have refined the Fish Belly Fire Pill at the fifth stage of the sequence…]

[...Throughout the ages, under the kings and princes, the four people in the Stop Sequence have taken Chenxi Suihuo Pill...]

Bai Mo is also very familiar with this document format.

What he wants most is, of course, the Purple Qi Fire Pill!

But let’s not talk about the refining techniques or the source of enlightenment, just the types of medicinal materials.

The number of types used for the lowest-grade Chenxi Fire Pill is... two hundred and thirty-eight thousand.

Bai Mo frowned, sighed, and pointed at the numbers on the copper plate to confirm that he had read it correctly.

"Is it really that difficult?"

Bai Mo picked up the tea on the table, drank it slowly, and continued to read the literature.

[...I once thought that a genius like me, even from a grassroots background, would definitely be able to refine the Fire Pill and reach the fourth sequence]

[For thousands of years, I have been adhering to this mentality and working tirelessly]

[I heard the rooster dance early in the morning, studied and practiced hard every day, and returned home under the stars and the moon at night. When I got home, I fell asleep. After a short sleep, I heard the crowing of the rooster, and then I danced again]

[Day after day, year after year, I watch helplessly as the vast ocean in my memory is replaced by a mulberry field]

[I finally reached sequence five and finally started preparing for the Pill of Fire]

[I have been working as hard as an ox in Beiluo Holy Land for many years. At this time, I naturally relied on the Holy Land to help me collect the medicinal materials needed for the Suihuo Pill.]

[I have a close relationship with the Third Holy Son of the Holy Land. He is similar in age to me, has similar talents, and has similar realms]

[When I was preparing the Suihuo Pill, he was also preparing it]

[Twenty years have passed, and the medicinal materials prepared for him have filled ten main halls, and the medicinal materials prepared for me have also filled ten main halls]

[Once the furnace is opened, the elixir fire lasts for three years. He opens the furnace, and I open the furnace to refine it.]

[My alchemy furnace was completely destroyed in the first year, and the endless medicinal materials were wasted]

[I washed my face with tears, was frightened, and slept in darkness for ten days and nights, and went to the palace where he opened the furnace]

[I saw that his alchemy skills were far inferior to mine]

[But the elixir in his furnace is still being steadily refined. Why is this? 】

[I suddenly discovered that the red flower he used had nine large leaves, while mine only had six small leaves]

[The tortoise shell he used was green and shiny, while mine was as dry as gravel]

[The water in the mystery furnace he used was as clear as crystal, while mine was as turbid as broth]

[I was furious and wanted to ask the prince for an explanation, but halfway through I suddenly realized that maybe my contribution to the Holy Land for thousands of years is only worth these tattered medicinal materials]

[The Third Holy Son travels around the mountains and rivers all day long and hardly helps the Holy Land, but the blood in his body is indeed priceless...]

[I burst into tears. Now that things have come to this, what is there to say? 】

[I changed direction, left the Holy Land, and came to Qingyue Dan Palace. From then on, I concentrated on refining elixirs and never asked about the fire again.]

[Two years later, I heard that the Third Holy Son refined the Morning Fire Fire Pill and swallowed it in his belly. He was already in the fourth sequence]

【I can only smile bitterly】

[Even if you have talent, what can you do? 】

[If you want to be promoted to the Fire Master, talent and family background are indispensable! 】

Bai Mo put down the copper plate, feeling very sad.

This ancient immortal felt miserable because his status was not prestigious enough and he could not get enough good medicinal materials.

This... is understandable.

But Bai Mo, in this world, if he wants to advance to the fourth sequence.

“It seems harder.

“In his era, even if those top medicinal materials did not belong to him, and those processed medicinal materials did not belong to him, they still existed.

"In my era, those top-notch medicinal materials, those good medicinal materials that dealt with dissociation..."

Bai Mo looked at the dilapidated hall and the holes in the ceiling.

"Not to mention the top-level ordinary level, there are so many types of medicinal materials, so many factories, workshops, families, and industrial chains that process medicinal materials... they don't exist at all!"

Secretly short. .