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

“Sure enough, it worked.

This revision has a very good effect.

The claws of the fox apprentices are getting harder and sharper. Moreover, the tips of the claws were gradually covered with a layer of medicinal gas. This is a layer of evil-breaking medicinal energy that can break many magic spells!

Each paw of a fox has five toes, and this ointment is large enough to strengthen the two front paws and ten nails.

…

It was suddenly late in the mountains, night fell, and Fox Mountain was shrouded in darkness.

In the square, the fox apprentices were still inserting ointments. Their reddish-brown eyes are bright and they can see ahead, where the master is still there. Everyone is no longer afraid. An Xin waved his claws down one by one.

Not long after, Quanquan Hu, who was the first to start practicing, had completely absorbed a lump of ointment, causing the ointment to shatter into sand and be blown away by the wind, leaving nothing behind.

It grinned, running around and looking around, watching other brothers and sisters practice.

Gradually, more and more foxes, like it, exhausted the power of the ointment, completed their exercises, and started running around. Occasionally I glance at Master at the front of the square, and feel extremely relieved to see that Master is still there.

After a long time, the last fox, surrounded by a circle of fellow apprentices, exhausted the power of the ointment.

Okay, let's all go back to the dormitory and go to bed.

You can get up later tomorrow and make sure you get a good sleep.

Bai Mo stood up, his voice echoing in the night and echoing in the square with the wind.

The fox disciples poured out of the square, towards the mountain road, and into the dormitory like a torrent.

After returning to the dormitory, they found their respective beds and lay down one after another, getting ready to sleep.

The dormitory was darker than the square, with no light at all.

But Peach Blossom Eyes suddenly discovered that its nails seemed to be glowing!

Ouch!

嘤嘤嘤!

After a lot of fox talk, more and more foxes discovered this and raised their front paws and showed their nails. If you look carefully, you can actually find that their nails are faintly fluorescing in the night!

These strengthened nails should be very powerful, right?

How powerful is that?

They don't know either.

…

At noon, Bai Mo just woke up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, feeling refreshed.

I was about to order takeout when I saw a message from Fang Xiaoyu on my phone.

【Failed! 】

[Our plan to apply for nine bars and one failed! 】

ah?

Bai Mo frowned, slightly surprised.

The ranks of the Fairy Arts Committee are based on strength and performance. He caught the tattoo artist before, and the danger level was nine bars and one. And if he defeated Nine Bars and One, then of course he could be promoted to Nine Bars and One?

Continue to read Fang Xiaoyu’s message.

[They downgraded the tattoo artist’s rating! It’s downgraded to nine bars and two! 】

[President Chen Shu has personally seen it and confirmed that this tattoo artist is not a genius talisman artist]

[He is also a tattoo artist, but he is more ordinary and cannot draw slave talismans so well]

[But the committee is going to meet to interrogate that tattoo artist and dig out the talented talisman master behind him! 】

A genius talisman master?

After doing it several times, Bai Mo is now a little curious. What kind of person is this guy?

[There is also a subsidy for participating in the conference. This subsidy is not free if you don’t give it! I've applied for it for you, you must come! 】

Bai Mo twitched his lips and saw that the time of the interrogation meeting was this afternoon. Well, you might as well go now and still get a meal from the committee.

He immediately responded to Fang Xiaoyu.

[Can you book a taxi for me? 】

…

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the interrogation meeting was held on time.

In the bright conference room, the tattoo artist was tied to the rostrum. He was already weak. His whole body was skinny and his skin was loose. There were several hanging bottles stuck on his body to help him hang on to his life.

This is a medium-sized interrogation, with more than a dozen immortal arts committee members and five or six experts sitting on the periphery, watching the prison. President Chen Shu came in person, sat in the front row, eyes wide. After all, it was a case related to Fu Dao, and he was in Fu Dao Sequence 8. Although he had many things to deal with, he still came.

The Veritaserum injection had been completed, and the interrogator took a notebook and began to ask questions.

Name.

Zhang Xiaohu.

Profession.

Tattoo artist, talisman master.

How long ago did you become involved in immortality?

Two years ago.

…

A routine inquiry was conducted first, allowing the truth serum to take effect slowly and activate the suspect's subconscious mind.

Slowly, the interrogator asked the question.

Did you draw the quarrying talisman on your body yourself?

no.

Who painted it for you?

My junior brother.

Junior brother?

The conference room was filled with uproar!

President Chen Shu also widened his eyes and looked at the weak suspect on the rostrum.

Everyone understands that the real owner has been found!

President Chen Shu left his seat, walked forward, and put his hand on the suspect's forehead. In the sea of ​​consciousness between the eyebrows, [spiritual consciousness] surged out, flowed along his arms and hands, to the suspect's forehead, and from the acupoints, flowed into the sea of ​​consciousness of the suspect.

When the Talisman Master is in sequence eight, he can open up the sea of ​​consciousness. However, their spiritual consciousness can only perform simple manipulations, controlling light and fluttering talismans, and the detection effect is very weak.

President Chen Shu carefully extended his consciousness like a tentacle into the suspect's sea of ​​consciousness. I just feel that this sea of ​​consciousness is chaotic, like a dyeing workshop where the paint vat has been overturned, and there are chaotic colors everywhere.

He waved his hand to the interrogator and continued asking!

But he heard the interrogator speak.

Who is your junior brother? What is his name?

The suspect spoke softly, his throat trembling as he was about to say the name...

At this moment, in the depths of his consciousness sea, among the messy colors, a rune suddenly bloomed with blood light, reflecting his entire consciousness sea into blood color!

President Chen Shu's face was solemn, and he instantly attacked his spiritual consciousness to extinguish the bloody rune!

but……

President Chen Shu’s consciousness was easily broken like an egg against a stone!

Chen Shuhuizhang spurted blood from his nostrils, fell straight up, and fell to the ground with a pop.

The suspect's head instantly exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white all over the ground!

The interrogation room suddenly became chaotic.

Save the president!

President, are you okay?

Quick, where is the medical team?

Report to Beijing City and ask for medical experts!

A group of people were busy in the conference room. Bai Mo sat calmly without feeling panic. Just now, his consciousness spread, and he actually saw the scene in the suspect's consciousness, and also saw President Chen Shu's consciousness being injured... In fact, the bloody rune was only aimed at the suspect, not President Chen Shu. President Chen Shu’s operation was just too rough and he was affected by the aftermath, so it wasn’t a big problem. It only takes half a month to cultivate.

But the bloody rune in the suspect's sea of ​​consciousness... was it a backhand left by the ancient immortal?

The suspect's younger brother is the proud disciple of the ancient immortal? In order to prevent him from handing over his junior brother, the ancient immortal left this rune in his sea of ​​consciousness?