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

brush……

brush……

In the deep night, in the cold wind.

Off-road vehicles, shining bright lamp posts, parked in the parking lot outside the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple.

Car doors opened.

One by one, the immortal arts committee members got out of the car.

Zhang Shan and his team members also quickly got out of the car and stood in the cold wind, facing the Buddhist temple, holding rune spurs, alloy shields, or submachine guns, waiting for the next order of action.

Some team members muttered subconsciously.

"Is it necessary to make such a big noise to arrest someone? What if the enemy is scared away?"

Some team members felt slightly guilty.

"What level of enemies are there in this Buddhist temple? Are there any that are Sequence 7 or even Sequence 6?"

Zhang Shan gave a cold order in the team channel.

"Everyone be silent!

"You just have to keep your ears open and wait for every command!"

Then I heard the voice of the on-site commander-in-chief, Commissioner Gu Lin, on the all-member channel.

"Fireworks team, release red fireworks!"

Following his order, the Immortal Arts Committee members suddenly saw balls of fire rising into the sky...

…

Inside the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple.

Everywhere the door of a wing opened, and monks came out one by one wearing cotton robes.

They practice martial arts all year round, and their six senses are sharp and they can hear the movements outside the temple.

At this time, I heard a "swish, swish" sound without any effort, and saw fireballs rising into the sky!

Subconsciously, I raised my head following the fireball, and with a "pop, pop, pop" sound, I saw clouds of fire rain, exploding in the night sky, and the fire was gorgeous!

"Who is this person who sets off fireworks outside our temple?"

"Are you the believers who come to fulfill their vows?"

Fake Wu Yankong noticed it early. At this time, he was standing on the roof of the corridor, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the sky, watching the groups of fireworks exploding in the night sky, and he was also confused.

"What does it mean?

"People from the Immortal Committee came to our temple to set off fireworks?

"Is it possible that these dogs are seeking death?"

He clenched his casserole-sized fists, and his whole body was filled with blood. Blood scabs even began to grow on his temples and the back of his neck!

As a disciple of the Fallen Immortal, he doesn't mind killing people!

Standing at this height, he could see that teams of immortal arts committee members had broken through the temple walls from all directions!

Some were holding shields, some were carrying spurs, or some were holding submachine guns, and they were approaching the wing where the monks lived!

"snort!"

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and rushed towards the group of magic committee members, trying to conquer the flock!

...At this moment, he saw the shape of the fireworks and fire rain in the sky changing into a row of large fiery red characters.

[There are gangsters here]!

Fake Wu Yankong was stunned for a moment.

What do these mean?

Setting off such loud fireworks and such big words floating in the sky... are they for the boss of Xizhou to see?

The corners of his mouth twitched!

"Oh shit……"

Regardless of whether the fireworks can attract the boss of Xizhou, he doesn't dare to gamble with his life anyway.

At this moment, he made a quick decision, jumped off the roof, and dived into the vast night.

…

The night of the real world corresponds to the day of the dream.

At the foot of the mountain, in the small courtyard.

Flower Pot Ancient Immortal, Hoe Ancient Immortal and Huang Sitong looked at the bucket full of medicinal soup and the bronze treasure hunter that was being repaired inside, with strange expressions.

"This... we don't need so much... one bowl is almost enough..."

"Perhaps he doesn't care about medicinal materials of this level?"

"Anyway, they gave it to us. If we use more medicinal soup, we can repair it better and faster!"

Then I saw the originally damaged bronze treasure hunter gradually absorbing the power of the medicine in the bucket full of medicinal soup, gradually stretching out, turning from a ball into a bronze mouse, wagging its tail again, and began to swim in the medicinal soup. Turn in circles and start drilling up and down to absorb more of the medicine.

Until the medicinal soup in the bucket gradually became clear, the treasure hunter swam up with a splash, splashed with water, jumped up, and landed on Huang Sitong's shoulder. The machine in its mouth trembled and made an emotionless mechanical sound.

"The fairy grass is abnormal!

"The fairy grass is abnormal!

“The ambrosia is overgrown!

"Ambrosia is overgrown!"

…

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall.

Bai Mo was sitting on the sofa, drinking hot tea and looking at the picture that appeared on the table.

"This... what magic is this?"

Every blade of grass and every ghost eye completely monitored the temple.

At this time, in a sub-screen, you can clearly see that many people ran out of the wing and rushed into the small courtyard where the fake Wu Yankong taught martial arts!

The soil in the yard was compacted by the footsteps of martial arts practitioners all year round, and there was no grass growing at all.

Bai Mo's eyes outside the courtyard suddenly saw that there seemed to be a hazy barrier in the courtyard. The fake Wu Yankong and several guests staying overnight in the wing threw themselves into the barrier and disappeared!

"Immortal magic of the Immortal Martial Path?

"then what?"

…

"This is my master's unique magic, called [Snake Nest Country]!"

Fake Wu Yankong sat cross-legged on the ground, pointed at the hemispherical barriers suspended around him, and explained.

Above this barrier, there are small transparent snakes swimming around.

They have strange shapes and strange movements. Their twisted bodies seem to be showing off martial arts skills or drawing strange symbols.

“I practice martial arts here year after year, and my martial arts will permeates everything here.

"Over time, the environment and space here have been thoroughly infiltrated by my martial arts will, forming a special space.

"With the addition of magical modifications, this [Snake Nest Country] was finally formed!

"This is my absolute domain. No one can touch the door without my permission."

In this small snake nest, several other people nodded one after another and sat down cross-legged to form a circle with the fake Wu Yankong.

One of them, wearing a monk's robe, has a stooped figure, a shaved head, a wrinkled scalp, and a gray beard, but he is an old monk.

His name is "Master Shoumei", Sequence Seven, a diviner. He just arrived at the Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple tonight to help the Snake Elephant Prince to seize the fairy grass.

One of them was wearing a down jacket and a cotton hat, with a dull face.

But it’s Zhang Qiren!

Prince Snake Elephant spent some face and some resources to impress Zhang Qiren's master and send him to this Buddhist temple to help Prince Snake Elephant seize the fairy grass.

There are also warriors from the dark world, talisman masters from the Red Blood Secret Cult, and Xijuan, a group of high disciples from the Forbidden Weapon Immortal Craftsman style, all sitting around this Snake Nest Kingdom.

After listening to the fake Wu Yankong's introduction, Zhang Qiren had questions in his mind.

"This martial arts magic [Snake Nest Kingdom] opens up a secret space, how come it looks so much like the magic of the formation path?"

In his mind, the ancient immortal sighed quietly.

“Nine paths lead to high and deep places, and there are indeed places where different paths lead to the same destination.

“This [Snake Nest Country] is where the Snake Elephant Prince became famous for his magic, and once shocked the Immortal Dynasty.

"If the Snake Elephant Prince personally exerts it, the martial arts will is as vast as the vast ocean, and the snake's nest will spread thousands of miles, encompassing all the human cities. Within the snake's nest, it will become a country of its own.

"His apprentice used it like a camping tent. It's a bit shabby, but you can take a closer look and learn the secrets."

Zhang Qiren nodded slightly.

Next to Zhang Qiren, Si Juan sat cross-legged. As a representative of the Forbidden Weapon Immortal Craftsman stream, he had a straight waist, a cold face, and droopy eyes, as if he didn't care about anything.

In fact, he was quite shocked, quite greedy, and sighed in his mind.

"If I could do this [Snake Nest Country], it would be great. I could open up a lot of new businesses!"

In his mind, the ancient immortal master was trembling.

"Apprentice...apprentice, you...you are a real tiger...Anyone here today can shoot you to death.

"The immortal behind any person... can... eat your master alive... I..."

Nishijuan was too lazy to talk to his master.

"Relax!

“I’m in front of the stage and you’re behind the scenes.

"You just need to watch me perform!"

Sitting cross-legged in the Snake Nest Kingdom, he even moved his neck, relaxed his waist, and looked at the fake Wu Yankong and the red-robed lunatic from the Red Blood Secret Cult. His eyes were cold and his mouth was smiling, and he didn't take them seriously at all. .

tread!

tread!

tread!

One after another figures rushed towards me from a distance, and they turned out to be fully armed members of the Fairy Arts Committee!

However, they were seen making tactical gestures and carrying detectors as they rushed to the Snake Nest Country. Then, like phantoms, they ran through the Snake Nest Country, inspected the place, and then left with tactical gestures.

The fairy magicians in Snake Nest could even see the phantom bodies of fairy magic committee members, hazy, running in front of them.

Fake Wu Yankong sneered.

“This snake nest country is a world of its own.

“It overlaps with the present world, but is not in the present world.

"As long as you are in the Snake Nest country, you are absolutely safe.

“The matter has reached this point and we cannot delay.

"Please cooperate with me, Master, to dig out the fairy grass in the Buddhist temple in Dahuangqiu right now and right here!

“As a martial arts prince, my master has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

"Today's kindness will be repaid!"

He looked at Zhang Qiren and Master Shoumei.

"You two, have you... found this fairy grass?"

Zhang Qiren and Master Shoumei are both still within the scope of sequence seven.

But behind them, there are powerful ancient immortals!

With the help of the ancient immortal, they have been observing and deducing for a long time.

Then Zhang Qiren spoke first.

“The location of this temple is very special.

"This is a leyline node!

“It is said in ancient scriptures that the earth’s veins are like human veins.

“The vast earth is connected by earth veins and has vast earth energy flowing through it.

"The hilltop where Dahuangqiu Buddhist Temple is located is where the three meridians of Shangjiao and the six meridians of the pericardium meet, and is the node at the lower end of the nine meridians.

"This node, in the ancient immortal dynasty, was called [Sad Land]. A slight leak of the earth's energy can arouse people's sorrow and shed tears."

Everyone in the room nodded.

Nishi Juan was even more enlightened.

“No wonder a temple was built in this place, the incense is so good.

“When pilgrims come here, they are more likely to feel sad and shed tears, so they will naturally feel that this temple is different.

"As time goes on, the number of pilgrims and believers in this temple will increase."

Next, I heard Master Shoumei cough twice and clear his throat.

"I made a few hexagrams and made random guesses, and I roughly felt... could this so-called fairy grass be hidden in the nodes of the earth's veins?

“This earth vein is ethereal, invisible and intangible.

"We need to find a way to drive that fairy grass out of the earth's veins!"

…

In the Bronze Hall.

Bai Mo drank tea and frowned when he saw the message from Huang Sitong.

"...This fairy grass, called [Seven Emotional Straws], is hidden in the nodes of the earth's veins. Is it over-developed?"

[Seven Emotional Straws] were hidden in the earth vein nodes by people from the Yaochi Holy Land in the past.

On the one hand, mountains have no permanent shape, and water has no permanent shape. After the vicissitudes of life, the earth's veins change and the nodes change accordingly. This fairy grass seven-emotion straw can also follow the earth's veins.

On the other hand, this leyline node is very special, and it is easy to attract people to express sorrow in spring and autumn, to express their worries, and for the [Seven Emotions Straw] to absorb emotions and promote development.

"Um?"

Thinking of this, Bai Mo suddenly understood why this fairy grass was overgrown.

“The Ancient Immortal Dynasty…has no religion.

“The people who lived in the Yaochi Holy Land in the past probably never imagined that the next civilized people would build temples and Buddhist halls at the nodes of the ground, attracting countless people to sincerely pray and express their condolences.

“The religions of modern civilization have hundreds or thousands of years of history.

"This seven-emotion straw has absorbed the sincere prayers and condolences of hundreds of thousands of pilgrims and believers, and it has really become fat...

“The night is long and there are many dreams, so it’s not too late to do anything.

"Let's get this thing out tonight!"

He shouted towards the side hall next door.

"Overalls!"

…

In the girls dormitory.

A group of little girls had finished complaining about the scumbag and had eaten Huang Sitong's melon. They were satisfied, lay down on the bed, got into the quilt, and prepared to check their phones for a while before going to sleep.

"Go to sleep, let's eat spicy soup together tomorrow morning."

"Ah, I want to eat cured beef buns."

Inside the bed curtain, Huang Sitong was holding a notebook, but saw another line of words appear on the screen!

[Dress warmly and go downstairs]

[Tonight, let’s pick out the fairy grass]

tonight?

Huang Sitong subconsciously looked out the window and heard the cold wind howling.

"ah……"

She reached out and touched the down jacket... Saving the world is really hard work!

…

In the Snake Nest, everyone looked at each other.

Force this immortal grass out of the earth's veins?

The earth vein thing is invisible and intangible. It is an abstract concept calculated by the formation master!

Who can touch the earth pulse?

Everyone looked at Zhang Qiren and saw Zhang Qiren shaking his head.

“After Sequence Five, I might be able to do it.

"But today, definitely not."

Not only the immortal magicians present, but also the ancient immortals in their minds all had their eyes widened!

Not to mention this nest of Sequence 7, even the vast majority of them, Sequence 4, Sequence 3, and even Sequence 2 immortals, are helpless against the earth veins.

In Xijuan's mind, the Ancient Immortal Master breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh...fortunately, this request is so ridiculous that no one can do it.

“If everyone can’t do it, then it’s reasonable if I can’t do it, so there’s no need to worry about exposing the truth.

"Hey hey... hey..."

Suddenly, he couldn't have fun anymore.

Because, he heard his apprentice Xijuan clear his throat.

Everyone's eyes moved over again, and they saw Nishijuan's expression solemn.

"My master just told me that when he cooperated with others to steal ancient tombs in the past, he forged immortal weapons to scare away a filthy ground.

"Maybe you can try that method here and now."

Everyone present sighed with emotion and cast astonished glances at Nishijuan.

Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li behind Xijuan also widened their eyes.

The ancient immortal in Nishi Juan's mind had a ferocious face, gnashing his teeth and trembling fingers, "The dog just opens its mouth to come! I'll trick you into a monkey!!"

Then I saw Nishijuan's face full of deep thoughts, as if he didn't hear the master's curse, he spoke eloquently.

“But this plan is actually average.

“Once you come, there is no guarantee of success.

"Secondly, the materials consumed are too expensive. Even if you get the fairy grass, I'm afraid the prince will lose more than you gain."

Fake Wu Yankong showed a smile.

"What materials do you... want?"

Nishijuan said calmly.

"Need, Tribulation Thunder, a wisp of Tribulation Thunder."

Thanks to the title of the book, Number Brother 3479 for the reward~