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

"Um?"

Bai Mo sat at the dining table, sipping the steamed bun with taro paste, bean paste and nuts in his hand. He slowly thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might have guessed the truth!

“Back then, Qingyue Dan Palace clearly had a variety of super fairy grass seeds.

“But there are only a few species that have been recorded as being cultivated on a large scale.

"Presumably, for them, the fairy energy produced by different fairy grasses is only divided into fields, not the fairy grasses?

"When I looked at the remaining documents of the Great Immortal Technique [Purple Dragon Pan], there was no mention of the types of immortal energy?

"The great immortal technique of [Blue Flower Rain] comes from all kinds of fallen immortals. Actually, there is no mention of the types of immortal energy?"

Bai Mo didn't pay attention to these things before, but when he tried to recall them, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Uh, okay."

He smacked his lips, took a bite of the big steamed bun, and dipped it in some sour celery sauce. He felt quite depressed.

“These ancient immortals all don’t recognize the immortal energy.

"Then the alchemy documents they researched are still reliable?"

While chewing food and thinking, another inspiration flashed in Bai Mo's mind!

"Or, is it possible that not recognizing the immortal energy is the reason that prevents them from practicing the false to become the true?

"At the very least, is it one of the reasons?"

Bai Mo thought about it and grinned.

"Isn't this the important breakthrough for refining falsehood to become real?"

…

call……

The wind howled.

The night is dark.

In the main hall of Fox Mountain Dormitory, the foxes were as usual, either gathering around to brag and chat, or holding cups while drinking and bragging about their own wine.

Bai Mo sat on the bed, frowning, holding a glass of Houttuynia cordata chocolate tofu plum wine and sipping with difficulty.

In the other hand, he grabbed a piece of fresh wood and tried to inject the fish's leg's original fairy energy into it.

He united his mind and stared at the injection of immortal energy and the changes in the wood. He saw the fresh wood shaking, expanding, cracking, and twisting, growing bigger and bigger...

Black gloves and white gloves, one on the left and one on the right, leaned against the master's shoulders.

They all stared at the piece of fresh wood with wide eyes.

Then there was a "bang" sound, and the wood exploded!

"Hey!"

The black glove swung its big tail and blocked the master's face!

"Ouch!"

With white gloves, he quickly took the wine that Master almost lost while holding it, and held it firmly in his arms!

call……

Hearing the sound of wind, the fragments that exploded all over the sky were sucked back into the white ink palm by the hot and cold air and gathered into a ball under the light of a little fire.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

White Glove was startled and put his head into Master's arms.

"Ouch!"

Black Glove was proud and returned the glass of wine to the master.

If it hadn't been for its sharp eyesight and quick hands, such a good wine would have almost been spilled!

Bai Mo smiled awkwardly, touched Bai Glove's head, looked at Black Glove's proud face, took the glass of unspilled wine, and looked at the flocculent chocolate sauce on the liquid surface mixed with crushed tofu and Houttuynia cordata. .

"Thank you... thank you..."

Black Glove's head also fell into Master's arms, feeling very proud.

Bai Mo continued to drink the indescribable taste of the wine, looking at the ball of wood chips he had just sucked back in his palm.

“In just an instant, that wisp of original immortal energy was completely consumed.

"But even if I consume it, I don't seem to have learned anything?"

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

“It seems that researching this thing is very expensive.

“The amount burned this time will take fishlegs ten minutes to produce.

"It's not cheap!"

…

brush……

The bus parked in the parking lot halfway up the mountain.

A carload of people, some wearing jackets or down jackets, rushed out happily.

"Hahaha, here we come!"

"Come on, let's go to the temple!"

"ah!"

Huang Sitong, wearing a bulging down jacket and carrying a backpack, was squeezed out of the carriage and almost staggered when his feet landed.

She stood firm and saw that under the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains were covered with red leaves, and there was an endless stream of tourists laughing and laughing.

I saw another bus coming behind me, and a tour guide holding a flag and tourists wearing hats rushed out of the bus.

“Everyone, follow along, don’t fall behind!

"We all look after each other, no one is left behind!"

I saw a row of food carts not far away, some baked egg rolls and some baked sweet potatoes.

"Come and try it, hot starch sausage, pure starch!"

"Internet celebrity hot milk baby!"

Look at the mountain gate and the huge plaque in the distance.

【Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple】

Why is this a little different from the ancient temple on the barren mountain you imagined?

Is it a tourist attraction?

In Huang Sitong's mind, the two ancient immortals were also a little confused.

"So lively?"

Huang Sitong frowned.

"Is there really no danger?

"Boss of Xizhou, has he noticed me?"

With a worried look on her face, she cautiously grabbed the strap of her backpack and walked on the mountain road covered with red leaves, following the noisy and happy crowd towards the gate of the ancient temple.

…

In the pharmaceutical company's office.

Fang Xiaoyu sat behind the computer, folding plum claws with Bai Mo's fox apprentice, and watching Taobao together.

"Does this look good on me?"

Zhemeizhao shook his head.

"What about this one?"

Zhemeizhao still shook his head.

"Where's this short white down jacket? Does it look good?"

Zhemeizhao stared for a moment with his eyes widened.

"Ouch!"

The fat head nodded heavily!

Fang Xiaoyu smacked her lips.

"This... does it really look good on me? I feel... ugh..."

What did she react to? She looked at Zhemei Zhao, then looked at Bai Mo sitting not far away, looked at Bai Mo's hanging white down jacket, and understood the aesthetics of this fox... As long as Bai Mo's clothes look like it, it I think it looks good!

Fang Xiaoyu's mouth twitched.

"Oh, I don't need to ask you more.

"Qingyun, come and take a look for me!"

Today is Saturday, a day off for the pharmaceutical factory.

There are shift workers on duty in the workshop, and the laboratories and administration are on holiday.

Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun accompanied Bai Mo to the office, but they didn't have much work.

Bai Mo sat behind his desk, reading articles on quantum mechanics, and occasionally squinting his eyes to look at the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple.

"The second inherited elixir from Yaochi Holy Land happens to be in Xizhou too?"

…

The cold wind blows and the sky is blue.

When Huang Sitong walked into the entrance of Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple, the first thing he saw was the main hall and the incense pond.

In her mind, the two ancient immortals were also looking out.

"Don't be afraid!

“You just wander around this temple.

"Anyway, the inherited fairy grass must be here!

"When you get near the fairy grass, you will naturally be able to sense it."

Huang Sitong nodded and subconsciously looked at his chest.

Inside the lapel of her down jacket, the bronze treasure-hunting rat hung.

…

Time passed in a hurry.

In a blink of an eye, it's lunch time.

There are fewer people in the canteen on weekends, but the quality of the dishes has not deteriorated.

At each dining table, the workers on duty were grabbing large pieces of tomahawk steak and chatting while gnawing.

Bai Mo, Fang Xiaoyu and Wu Qingyun were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, also eating steak.

The fox apprentice folded plum claws, stood on the bench, and performed the unique trick of "stacking three pieces of steak and chewing them together with his mouth wide open", which made his eyes narrow and his face full of happiness.

Bai Mo smiled and occasionally switched his perspective to Huang Sitong's side.

…

"Isn't this just an ordinary tourist attraction?"

In the restaurant of Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple, people are bumping into each other, crowded and noisy.

Huang Sitong was squeezed into a corner, guarding a vegetarian meal of mushrooms, green vegetables and tofu worth sixty-six yuan. He ate it tastelessly and looked depressed.

“The Buddha statues are the same as other attractions, the same money is spent on incense, the same wooden sign is hung on the wishing wall, the same souvenirs are sold, the same tour guide tells stories, and the same monks dress solemnly.

"Even this rubbish lunch in the restaurant has to be queued up like other attractions, and the price is the same rip-off."

Huang Sitong comforted himself while feeling sorry for his money.

"In a pharmaceutical factory, you eat a lot of fish and meat every day and eat a vegetarian meal. You should wash your stomach!"

As she lowered her head to eat, she suddenly heard the tour guide talking at the table next to her.

“…This Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple is actually an internet celebrity attraction and a holy place for martial arts enthusiasts.

"This temple has a history of more than 800 years. The monks in the temple have been practicing martial arts, and their martial arts veins have never been interrupted!

"The contemporary abbot is named Wu Yankong, and he is an urban legend-level hunk!

“He became famous ten years ago.

“At that time, Kuaishou short videos had just appeared, and the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple was not a popular tourist attraction. It was not even developed. It was not a tourist attraction at all. It relied on the assistance of religious associations to survive.

“At that time, the age of immortal magic had not yet begun, there was no immortal committee, no magician, and no boss in Xizhou.

“But at that time, there were poachers in the Xiling Mountains!

"These poachers are all burly men, holding shotguns, traveling through the Xiling Mountains, hunting.

"If they meet a lone traveler, if they see that traveler is unhappy, they may even kill him with one shot. In the barren mountains and ridges, no one will collect the body of the traveler.

“In short, the poachers at that time were this kind of desperadoes.

"Then one day, a gang of ten poachers, armed with ten hunting rifles, came to Xiling after being found guilty of a murder case, hoping to escape punishment.

"Alas, they were so desperate that they came to this Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple!

"It was a dark and windy night, in the wilderness of the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple. There was no electricity or lights, and it was pitch black.

"Ten poachers became ferocious again and wanted to kill the monks in this temple!

"I heard that shots were fired!"

People at the tables around him couldn't help but be attracted by the tour guide's story.

"Really?"

"What happened next?"

"Did the monks in the temple work together to kill the poachers?"

The tour guide looked solemn and shook his head.

“No no no!

“That night, the monks in the temple were frightened.

"They have practiced martial arts, but they have never beaten anyone!

“I’ve never shot anyone with a gun!

“That night, only one monk took action!

"It's Master Wu Yankong!"

The tour guide curled his lips, held his head high, and raised his voice.

“We don’t know the specific scene, and we haven’t seen it.

“But I heard that when the hat uncles came to the door the next day, ten wanted criminals were lying in a row in front of the Buddhist temple!

“Ten heads are flat!

“The stone steps in front of the hall have holes from gunshot bullets!

“The monks were trembling in the apse!

“Only Master Wu Yankong was kneeling in the front hall, in front of the Buddha, with his hands clasped together and reciting the Heart Sutra.

"But his clasped hands... were stained red with blood!"

The tourists were in an uproar.

"seriously?"

"Is it so mysterious?"

"Mother Du can find out this matter."

"Haha, I found out. It was on Xinwen Network ten years ago."

"It sounds fake, but it's actually true."

"It seems that this master has real skills!"

"Then is this master still alive?"

The tour guide suddenly raised his chin and gestured to the door of the restaurant.

"Well, that's the one walking past wearing a monk's robe, isn't it?"

Everyone saw it, and Huang Sitong also cast a glance.

Then he saw that he was a stout, middle-aged monk with a thick and short neck, and he walked like a tiger. His face was full of flesh, his eyes were fierce, his temples were protruding, and his ears were strange and bulging like dumplings.

"Forehead……"

The tourists bowed their heads.

The handsome and dashing knight-errant monk in his imagination disappeared in an instant.

"He looks like a wanted criminal himself."

"At first glance, he looks like a gangster on the street, like a ruthless person."

"You said he could kill ten poachers, and I kind of believed it."

"If he didn't have those two rows of ring scars on his head, he would have gone bald and looked like a gangster!"

Huang Sitong also twitched his lips.

Sure enough, the stereotypes given in TV dramas are all lies.

The heroes are not handsome at all.

A handsome guy cannot be a great knight.

…

In the restaurant, the fox apprentice was full from the Plum Claw Soup and sat slumped on the chair.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wu Yankong through the fire toad balloon high in the sky.

"Well...this...physical fitness is indeed very good."

After looking around the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple, I really didn’t see anything wrong.

"Where is the fairy grass?

"In the Holy Land of Yaochi, is it possible that someone like Song Xiangshuai is playing evil tricks again?"

…

After taking the last bite of lunch, Huang Sitong got up and continued to walk around the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple, trying to spread his footprints to every part of the Buddhist temple.

As she walked around, she saw people taking pictures everywhere.

I saw a group of people in sportswear walking towards a corner of the courtyard.

"What's that place for?"

She followed and slipped in, but before she even got close, she heard the loud sounds of fists and kicks!

When I walked to the door, I poked my head in and saw that in the small courtyard, the big trees were bald, and on the red leaves on the ground, the monks were lined up in a square formation, practicing each move!

Their movements were vigorous and powerful, and the monks' robes vibrated loudly!

There are also dozens of martial arts enthusiasts, wearing sportswear, practicing with the phalanx of monks, following their every move.

There are a few that even have pretty good moves, as if they have been practicing for a long time!

Wu Yankong, who shuttled between the square formations to check and guide the movements, not only guided the monks, but also the martial arts enthusiasts and helped them with their movements.

"Stand up your waist!"

"Keep your punches straight!"

"Hold tight!"

“Kick your legs strong!”

Beside Huang Sitong, tourists chatted.

"You want to learn too?

"Be bold, go up and find a position by yourself, and just follow along and practice.

"Master Wu Yankong is a very good person. As long as you like it and want to learn, he will teach you.

“Many people have learned boxing here.

"Learn a set of boxing, go back to the city, and fight in the morning and evening to keep fit.

"His practical boxing skills, you can still defend yourself after learning them. How great is that?"

Huang Sitong smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, haha, I don't want to learn."

After saying that, he ran away in embarrassment.

This temple is very important, absolutely, absolutely, and it is not just nonsense. .