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

The weather is fine in spring.

Tianyu Building, rooftop.

The girl in the jacket faced the cold wind, wearing glasses full of runes, and looked at the No. 7 Middle School in the distance, at the large cloud of medicinal smoke that enveloped the campus and had not yet dispersed.

She is the sixth disciple of Prince Meishao, and she came here to stop the Four Spring Boss that might appear.

“Oh, will this Four Spring boss come out?

"How long we have to wait?"

While she was complaining, her head felt dizzy.

"Hey, master wants to drag me into a dream?"

She took a few steps back, sat down in a corner, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

…

Beihai, the wind is freezing!

Opposite the foreign language school, in a small hotel.

The strong man was sitting on the bed, wearing a mask full of runes.

He is also waiting for the Beihai boss to show up!

I was about to get the mineral water from the bedside table to drink when my eyelids suddenly shuddered and I felt sleepy.

"Master wants to drag me into a dream?"

He lay down, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

…

In the dark bronze hall.

The smell of blood wafts up.

One after another figures appeared around the scarlet blood pool.

Astonishingly, they were the eight disciples of Prince Meishao.

Together with the bald boy floating in the blood pool, there were nine in total.

call……

The cold wind blew in, and the atmosphere in the hall was strange.

The eight disciples all fell into silence.

Their eyes all saw that Lao San was floating in the pool of blood. His body was too stiff and something was wrong.

Their consciousnesses all sensed that the head of Lao San, who was floating in the pool of blood, turned into a ball of paste.

Literally, the brain was shredded to pieces and turned into a paste mixed with minced meat and plasma.

That's right... the third child that the master favored the most, the third child with the most terrifying talent, the third child that the master spent the most effort in cultivating... is dead.

"Where's the master?"

"How could master just watch the third child die?"

"You can use your spiritual sense to explore the bottom of this blood pool."

The disciples looked at each other in disbelief, and one by one they boldly explored the bottom of the pool of blood.

Then they saw the deep, thick pool of blood. At the bottom, there was a man's body lying there. He was tall and majestic, with a stiff posture and an expressionless face. It was their master, the Prince of Eyebrows!

This prince was lying at the bottom of the blood pool, and his facial features and seven orifices were constantly leaking blood, looking like a ghost!

The eight disciples were even more deadly silent.

The only sounds in the hall were the howling wind and the gentle whistle blowing through the gaps in the corridor.

After waiting for a long time, the senior brother spoke.

"Master, he...should...be fine.

"should……

“I have read in ancient books that his state is very similar to the disease of [Lanke Ecstasy].

“There are too many doubts in my heart that cannot be answered.

“So much so that all the soul and all the mental energy are trapped in it.

"When Master solves these problems, he will naturally wake up and crawl out of the blood pool again."

Several other senior brothers were thoughtful.

"Lan Ke is obsessed with souls? Is there such a thing?"

"what is that?"

"I've read the literature, and it's a bit like a computer's infinite loop, an infinite loop that can't be escaped..."

Everyone was still silent.

"Why on earth did it become like this?"

"Could it be that Master lost the battle with Xizhou boss?"

"How is this possible? He is also a sequence two prince?"

"impossible!"

"I can believe him if he is Sequence Six, Sequence Five, or even Sequence Four."

"But why can he win?"

"Master is an upright prince!"

It is difficult for a group of prince disciples to accept this fact!

They couldn't predict it and couldn't understand it!

They are only Sequence Six and have not yet condensed into a knowledge container. They don't know what the struggle of high Sequence is like, they don't know how strong the boss in Xizhou is, and they don't know what the princes actually represent!

But they know the difference between Sequence Eight and Sequence Seven, and they know the difference between Sequence Seven and Sequence Six. They can appreciate the horror of Sequence Two better than ordinary people!

So they can't accept the master's defeat...why?

…

The Iron Pen Palace in the dark.

The thin disciple who was the repeater closed his eyes and slowly fell to the ground softly.

Iron Pen Immortal bent down and helped him put the two cochlea back into the ear holes.

While stuffing it, I had great doubts in my heart.

He opened his mouth to give instructions to the apprentice behind him.

"Go ask, why is the data link broken?

"Has the prince succeeded?"

Is it so fast?

…

A secret apartment deep in the mountains.

Rows of people lying down in the lobby opened their eyes.

"Where's Brother Asui?"

"My master said that the data link was broken. Let me ask if the prince succeeded?"

"My master also asked me to ask!"

"My master also said that something doesn't seem right!"

"But, where is Brother Asui? Where has he gone?"

…

Cold wind poured into the hall.

The eight disciples trembled in unison.

It seems that he can't stand the smell of blood, nor can he stand the cold wind.

They all turned around, went to a sheltered area, and sat down in a circle.

“I always had a feeling.

"This so-called boss of Xizhou, he actually...actually...has never used his full strength.

"He seems to be hidden in layers of fog. Although sometimes he will reach out from the fog, play games with immortals, and make moves in this world, no one has ever been able to see his true identity.

"It stands to reason that the ability of the alchemist path does not involve nerves, consciousness, or brain waves.

“But…he seems different.

"Is it possible that he is actually proficient in the field of neurology?

"Master this time... touched one of his trump cards and saw a trace of his true identity?"

These people have been with the prince all year round and have a lot of brains. They have seen a lot and heard a lot. At this time, they opened their minds and after some discussion, they generally understood in their hearts that although this statement may sound mysterious and weird, the fact is quite different. Bad, that's probably it.

Fang Ashui sighed.

"I once listened to Master.

“All imperial roads can only be taken once.

“An imperial path cannot lead to two emperors.

“If the proud and heroic people of the ancient immortal dynasty could form a wok and cauldron, they would have the possibility of becoming emperors.

"This kind of person will often try to open up new branches and new areas of knowledge in an attempt to find a new path and become an emperor.

"This...this..."

The brothers and sisters raised their heads one after another.

"You mean, he is blazing a new trail and wants to become emperor?"

"Becoming emperor in this era?"

Everyone sighed.

After talking to this point, their hearts became calmer, and they were able to accept the fact that their master had lost.

"Okay, everyone, go back to the present world and hide!"

"No one can tell anyone about the fact that Master is sleeping."

"We are both prosperous and devastated. If this matter is leaked at all, let other princes know that we are without the blessing of Master... We will die without a burial place, and we will be beyond redemption."

"Keep a low profile these days and wait until Master wakes up."

One by one, the prince's disciples' figures disappeared and left the dreamland one after another.

Only Fang Ashui was left, sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring blankly at the blood pool.

"Master...can he still wake up?"

He doesn't know anything about [Lanke's Fascination], nor does he know what happened in the battle between the master and the boss of Xizhou.

However, the control of this dream is no longer in the master's hands.

Instead, it came into his hands.

That's right, Fang Asui is the master of this dream at this time!

He looked at his hands, squeezed his feet, breathed into his palms, and brought them to his nose to smell.

That's right, at this moment, in this dream, he is not a soul, but a complete human being whose body and soul are one!

He was the first person to discover that Master had failed.

He was also the one who attracted the other seven brothers.

"well.

"Master, Master... you competed with the boss of Xizhou, why didn't you win?

"Disciple, I am under a lot of pressure.

"You, really, can you still wake up?"

Fang Ashui shook his head and sighed, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"hey-hey.

"Hey Hey."

…

Meatbottle Mountain.

In the dark hall.

The disciple is bending down to tell the situation to the Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal.

"...Um, Fang Ashui doesn't know where he went.

“We searched for a long time but couldn’t find it.

"I couldn't get any news from the prince."

Ancient Medicine Monkey Immortal was silent for a long time, with a dull expression on his face.

An unlikely thought came to mind.

"Why does this look like...the prince seems to have been defeated?"

…

By the river.

Ancient Immortal Pebble and the King of Darkness both looked puzzled.

"Can't find Fang Ashui?

"No news? No response?"

This battle between the prince and the boss of Xizhou seemed to be over in a hurry?

They don't know exactly how the war will unfold or how it will end.

But why does it look like the prince... was defeated?

…

Hongqu Road Primary School.

Bai Mo stood in the corridor, eyes slightly narrowed, opening the door to return to Fox Mountain for the three thousand disciples scattered in the world.

“This time, it feels pretty good.

"So much false knowledge is enough for a prince to drink a pot of it, right?

"I don't know what effect it will have."

…

In the corridor of Zhongwu No.5 Experimental Middle School.

Star Belly, Moon Belly and Sun Belly, three foxes carried a small bucket, carrying a bunch of crazy brains in the bucket, happily walked into the white mist, and returned to Fox Mountain.

This bucket was so light and fluffy, it turned out that Crazy Brain drank up all the flower pulp in it in an instant!

Even the blood-red ghost eyes that made up the mad brain became shriveled and wrinkled, but they were squeezed dry in just a moment.

…

Beihai Foreign Languages ​​Middle School.

The white stars, the white moon and the white sun, with their heads held high and their chests high, holding the keg in their arms, stepped into the white mist and returned to Fox Mountain.

…

In the main hall of Fox Mountain Dormitory.

Seven thousand foxes formed a large circle and prepared wine in advance.

Seeing one after another, group after group, group after group of brothers, coming back from the white mist with their heads held high, the hall suddenly burst into cheers!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Ouch!"

"嘤嘤嘤!"

...Fox Mountain won another battle!

…

The heavy rain in Beijing was pouring down in torrents.

Outside the examination center of the High School Affiliated to the National People's Congress, the Xian Committee was waiting anxiously.

Some people were sitting in the carriage and some were standing outside the carriage.

Wu Jianxian held an umbrella and stared at the Affiliated High School of the National People's Congress in the torrential rain and shrouded in smoke.

Suddenly, his eyes widened!

"It seems...it's gone? It's gone!"

The medicinal smoke that enveloped the High School Affiliated to the National People's Congress began to subside in the rain.

The buildings on campus gradually outline and reveal details!

His secretary stood behind him, holding a mobile phone and also looking excited.

“President, the cigarette smoke everywhere has begun to disperse!

"Sichun, Chunshan, Beihai, Dongguo, Nantian, Xizhou...are all gone!"

Wu Jian took a deep breath to calm himself down.

In this battle between the boss of Xizhou and the prince, who will win?

What is the situation of the candidates in the examination room?

He doesn't even know.

"Give the order, all departments will enter the scene in an orderly manner according to the deployment!

“First, eliminate all safety hazards!

"Second, treat the candidates!"

…

The popularity of the Shexian Forum continues to soar!

More and more people are flooding into the forum and posting wildly.

【What's the matter? 】

[Who fought with whom? 】

[Damn it, my cousin is in the examination room, I don’t know if it’s okay or not]

[I heard it seems to be over? 】

[But the area around the examination room is under martial law, so don’t worry, wait for the announcement]

[Believe in Xizhou Boss, believe in the Immortal Committee]

[It’s really baffling. Who did the boss of Xizhou beat? Did you win? 】

【No one knows this】

…

The hospital ward is filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Li Yuan was lying on the bed, with the bandaged wound on the back of his neck facing upwards. His face was pale and he was scrolling through his mobile phone with his head tilted.

"Did something happen again..."

"Did my warning work?"

"Have the candidates been rescued?"

The few nurses next to him all sighed in admiration.

"Is this the sense of responsibility of the Immortal Arts Committee?"

"The spine was just a little bit split, and the nerves were split, and yet you are still here caring about the outside world and society?"

"It's really great!"

Li Yuan secretly blushed when he heard their discussion.

He is not a responsible person, let alone great.

On weekdays, he plays more of a salty fish and a gangster role.

But today is different!

He hopes that the candidates can be rescued and that the Xizhou boss can win.

Otherwise, wouldn't the stabbing on the back of his neck be in vain?

…

The sky in Xizhou was pulled by the time furnace, and a large number of thunderclouds accumulated.

Even at this moment, the Time Furnace has returned to Fox Mountain, and the large swaths of dark thunderclouds have still not dispersed.

Rumble... click...

At Hongqu Road Primary School, Bai Mo was walking through the corridors and saw candidates lying on the tables one after another with a "plop-plop" sound.

The inspector Daxuehua behind him also clasped his front paws and walked around with the master.

"The abnormal effect of the test paper is gone.

“The candidates have returned to normal.

"They...are really unlucky.

"What's wrong? I need to go home and sleep for a few days and nights to regain my strength."

Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to the Immortal Arts Committee."

After receiving the news from King Crocodile that the fallen immortals were organized, Bai Mo was worried that the fallen immortals would join forces to cause a big incident!

Seeing Li Yuan pull out the nerve bundle from behind his neck, Bai Mo had already targeted it, put the time furnace in the sky, started refining the medicine, and started making preparations!

Fortunately, King Crocodile gave the news.

Fortunately, Li Yuan was decisive enough and dealt with him harshly.

Only Bai Mo can respond in time, save all the candidates as quickly as possible, and control the consequences.

Rumble...

Wow…

Outside the corridor window, heavy rain poured down, falling on the high-rise buildings and streets and alleys of Xizhou, blurring the view outside the window and washing away the anxiety and dust of the day.

Bai Mo still doesn't know what happened to the prince, was he attacked?

But since all the candidates have been saved.

"That's enough.

"This matter has finally come to an end."

This plot is finished.

In fact, the author himself feels that he is not too satisfied. . . .

well. . Only thanks! Thank you all for your company!

Thanks to the rain in the waves, the book has its own reward of golden objects~