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

Chapter 224 Next step, wait for the rabbit
[Sequence Seven fire people can voluntarily serve as Tiantiao Immortal]

[Guard the majesty of Tian Tiao, find out the crimes that violate Tian Tiao, hunt down fallen immortals who despise Tian Tiao, and cut off the heads of evil people]

【The battle with the fallen immortal is doomed to be dangerous】

[But the fallen three souls and seven souls can refine the secret medicine for promotion, ten soul soup...]

Holding the slate in his hands, Bai Mo continued to look down, and he saw a prescription.

In this recipe, many Sequence Eight herbs are used, several Sequence Seven herbs are used, and the most important main ingredients are ten groups of fallen three souls and seven souls!

Bai Mo stared at the prescription for a long time.

"Oh haha.

"This promotion ceremony... really serves multiple purposes."

Kill the fallen immortals, protect the rules of heaven, protect the weak, and maintain the rule of the ancient immortal dynasty.

And this ten soul soup, after taking it, can strengthen the soul and lay a solid foundation for the future road of cultivating immortals.

"Who invented this promotion ceremony? Who stipulated it?"

Bai Mo stroked the slate, frowning.

Huanquan Hu and Bai Er beside him leaned close to the master, poking their fluffy heads out, frowning as well, thinking with the master.

"...Perhaps, this was slowly formed in the tens of millions of years of the ancient immortal dynasty's continuous research, exploration, and adaptation, coupled with the common will of the human race?"

Bai Mo made a wild guess, not sure if it was right or wrong, and didn't bother to think too much about it.

Just grinned.

"Anyway, the last prescription has been found!"

……

The daytime of Fox Mountain corresponds to the nighttime of Xizhou City.

In the small house of Bai Mo's house, the windows reveal the light of neon lights in the distance.

Upstairs, Xiaobao was crying again, and the crying sound passed through the ceiling.

Amidst the rising white mist, Bai Mo's figure appeared on his broken sofa.

Holding a bottle of "Gululu" bubbling medicine, he tried to contact the poison master Wang Crocodile to see if he had dreamed of cultivating immortality.

With a thought, he smiled.

"It's really there!"

……

In the brightly lit office, Poison Master Wang Crocodile sat behind his desk, staring at the computer screen, frantically browsing various forums.

Suddenly, his fingers itched slightly...

"Ok?"

The boss took the initiative to contact him?
Feeling it, and confirming that Gu Xian was not looking at him at this time, he raised his little finger upwards, and saw the talking flower growing out from between the nails.

"Do you know where to find Sequence Seven?
"The boss needs a batch of Sequence Seven heads!"

Wang Crocodile was stunned for a moment.

a batch?
Sequence Seven?
head?
The boss is domineering!

but……

He really can't touch Sequence Seven.

The place where he is now is far away from the power center of the dark world. It is just a distribution warehouse for medicinal materials. Every day, disciples of the ancient immortals come to deliver medicines, and disciples of ancient immortals come to pick up medicines... But these messengers are no more than Sequence Eight.

"Uh... a few days ago, the boss still remembers that black stone bone? I told you..."

The Big Mouth Monster Flower opened its mouth.

"That one is dead! Are there others?"

Wang Crocodile smiled wryly, but then his eyes lit up again.

"It's a coincidence that a base in the northern suburbs was discovered in Xizhou City recently, and the ancient immortals are paying special attention to it!

"I'm just helping Gu Xian look up information."

On his computer screen, various forums were opened, and they were all searching for the words "Northern Suburb Base".

……

In the darkness, Bai Mo sat on the sofa with the potion in his hand, tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Wang Crocodile can't find it...

"I originally wanted to make a trip tonight and solve it directly.

"It seems that this matter is not as simple as imagined."

White mist rose from his palm, and he silently sent the bottle of potion in his hand back to the Fox Mountain warehouse.

He took out his mobile phone again, went to the committee's official software, and inquired about "Northern Suburb Base".

"This thing can seduce Sequence Seven on the dark side?

"As for what?"

When I opened the forum, I saw posts all about this northern suburb base.

【Hahaha, I just found out that there is such a place】

[Moving, moving, moving overnight! 】

[I moved from the city center to the northern suburbs]

【Originally, I complained every day, so many new committee members were recruited, and the committee seats were not enough. As a result, the new office area will come soon, hahaha】

There was another post from Bai Mo's old acquaintance, Zhang Shan!

[Have you ever seen Xizhou at three o'clock in the morning?It's three o'clock in the morning, buddies, and they're still busy moving! 】

"What does this mean?"

Bai Mo directly sent a private message to Zhang Shan.

[You moved? 】

Zhang Shan replied immediately.

[Yes, the center of gravity of the committee has gone to the base in the northern suburbs]

[Chairman Chen Shu was the first to move, and my new office also went there]

So important?

Zhang Shan was so talkative, before he could ask, he poured beans out of a bamboo tube and babbled non-stop.

[I heard from experts today that this base in the northern suburbs is more important than we imagined]

[Some high-tech things in the base, some Sequence Eight things, we think are high-end, but Gu Xian doesn't care much]

It is!

The superficial study of Sequence Eight, to Gu Xian, is similar to playing house.

[But the large-scale production of firearms, special ammunition, and some immortal medicines of Sequence Nine in the base made the ancient immortals very disgusted! 】

[These firearms, ammunition, and elixir were produced in large quantities and were sent to various cities across the country. A lot of them were sent to big cities, and even more were sent to small cities! 】

[Hahahaha, there are many Sequence Nine immortal art committee members in the small city, and even many special operators who are not involved in immortality at all. Equipped with these guns and immortal medicines, they can safely guard the small city]

Having said this, Bai Mo already understood.

This base in the northern suburbs is irrelevant to the high-end front.

But it has profoundly affected the broader low-end front, the grassroots front!

The committee's Sequence Nine is generally relatively watery, and can't beat the Sequence Nine on the dark side.

But there are many of them!

Coupled with mass-produced firearms and immortal medicines, and armed with a large number of special operators who are not involved in immortals, the number will be even greater!
With them, the small cities dotted all over this land will be guarded against the threat of darkness.

This northern suburb base is like a powerful beating heart, empowering the grassroots front with blood transfusion!

"So...the heart of the Northern Suburb Base has kept the dotted small cities, preventing Gu Xian's low-sequence disciples from recklessly messing around and blocking their development!

"At this time... it should be the thorn in Gu Immortal's side, the thorn in his flesh.

"but me……"

Bai Mo grinned and looked at his hands.

With a thought in his mind, the fire toad balloon, which was thousands of miles away and [-] meters deep in the night sky, suddenly jetted forward, against the night wind, broke through the clouds, and flew away like a meteor falling...

"I just need to guard the base in the northern suburbs, until the ancient immortals can't bear it anymore, and wait for the ancient immortals to send the strongest Sequence Seven disciples.

"Just need to wait for the rabbit!"

……

call……

The fire toad balloon, passing through the vast night sky, gradually braked and hovered over the base in the northern suburbs.

A pair of toad eyes looked down, saw through the vast night, through the night wind and flowing clouds, and saw the workshops everywhere, the surface was quiet, but in fact there were hidden lights, day and night.I saw office buildings that were no longer covered up. Although dilapidated, they were brightly lit and never slept.

……

The poison master Wang Crocodile was cautious, pretending that nothing happened, and continued to check the information.

After a while, I felt a little sleepy, and felt that there were some strange things in my mind.

Guxian is here!

Sure enough, his eyes went dark, and he lay down in front of the computer desk and fell asleep.

"How about it?
"Have you heard clearly?
"Then what base in the northern suburbs is really making guns? Bullets and guns that can kill Sequence Nine?"

Wang Crocodile opened his eyes, and found that he was sitting cross-legged in front of Monster Monkey Guxian's chair.

He hastily answered.

"I checked the information of the dark world, and I also read some gossip on the Internet... It should be close to ten."

Monster Monkey Gu Xian glared angrily, blowing air from his nostrils.

"What annoyance!
"A group of bugs that will be extinct sooner or later must be disgusting!
"No wonder your juniors went to help me collect materials, and their heads were blown off.

"He was shot to death by this kind of gun, right?"

Wang Crocodile lowered its head, rolled its eyes, and opened its mouth.

"Master!
"Why don't you let the disciple solve your problems and destroy the base?"

Medicine Monkey Gu Immortal was stunned for a moment, then grinned, and patted Wang Crocodile's head.

"Master is very happy if you have this kind of heart!

"But you can't go, you can't see enough.

"You are only at Sequence Eight, and the most urgent task now is to cultivate quickly, learn quickly, and advance quickly.

"Then what a shit base, it's more than disgusting to our family.

"Some are other immortals, more disgusting than our meat bottle mountain!

"We don't need to contribute. Let them go, let them destroy the base, and let us sit back and enjoy the achievements."

Wang Crocodile stared and smiled.

"It's still Master Gao Ming!

"Hahaha!

"Are you also feeling sorry for me, afraid that I will be slaughtered by the alchemist of Xizhou?"

Ancient Immortal Medicine Monkey nodded and stroked Wang Crocodile's hair.

"Yes, you are the teacher's pro-apprentice, so of course the teacher must consider for you."

Wang Crocodile frowned again.

"But, with that alchemist here, will the disciples of other ancient immortals be able to succeed if they go?"

Medicine Monkey Ancient Immortal waved his hand in disdain.

"One Sequence Seven is not enough, send three, five, ten!

"If you still can't beat them, then make them into puppets and operate them yourself!
"He is a small Sequence Seven alchemist, can he still turn the world upside down?"

Wang Crocodile raised eyebrows and continued to talk.

"Master, what does it mean to make a puppet?
"Is it great?
"Is it your specialty?"

Gu Xian looked into the distance, grinning, as if recalling the past, recalling the years back then.

"Yeah... I've been playing for hundreds of years, and I'm good at it! Hehehe!"

……

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.

The West State Committee has completed the transfer of the center of gravity, displaying heavy troops to the outskirts of the base in the northern suburbs.

And no longer cover it up, and move all kinds of instruments and office equipment here, so they have to stay here permanently.

The attack from the ancient immortals never appeared, and the whole base was calm, as if the ancient immortals had forgotten about it.

At an altitude of [-] meters, Fire Toad kept staring, monitoring every plant and tree in the base.

In the dream, on Fox Mountain, Bai Mo had already put this matter aside for the time being.

"...Don't worry, this thing is different from express delivery, it won't display the logistics information, and you may not know when the goods will be sold.

"It's not too late for me to pick up the goods when they deliver them."

In the valley, the "eighteen levels of hell" have been dug into huge pits by the foxes.

At present, the excavation progress is on the fifth floor underground, and fiery red figures, wielding small shovels, are digging with extra vigor.

Bai Mo then walked in the excavation site, carefully reading every broken wall that was unearthed, and reading the words engraved on the wall.

At this level, there is no Tiantiao. Instead, it records the accumulation of immortal skills obtained by the Tiantiao immortals in the long-term battle with the ancient immortals.

"Is this...the prescription for restraining the Sumeru Illusion?"

Bai Mo simply sat cross-legged in the dirt, took out his tablet computer, and copied down the prescription.

While copying, thinking, feeling.

"not bad!
"As expected of Immortal Tiantiao's prescription.

"Less medication, high output, brilliant ideas.

"Thousands of years, I'm afraid it has been revised many times?"

The fox apprentice next to him, with big flower arms, heard the master's emotion, and the fox's eyes looked at the wall again, and suddenly felt different!

It stretched out its fox claws and gently patted away the dirt on the wall.

This is all valuable knowledge belonging to Fox Mountain, and it must be treated well!

While wiping, it suddenly noticed that the master came behind it, and quickly gave way to the master.

"Hey!"

Bai Mo stroked his apprentice's head, grinned, and looked at the freshly cleaned wall.

"Huh? This is..."

[Qingyue Junhou once served as Tiantiao Immortal in Tiangong, fought for a hundred years, gained countless gains, spread his fame far and wide, and conquered the whole court]

[Junhou once spent 30 years chasing and killing the puppet fairy, and carefully studied the way to crack the puppet]

【Today, Junhou will record the fairy art here, and leave it for later generations】

"Is it something left by Lord Qingyue again?
"It's kind of embarrassing to always take advantage of her."

Bai Mo smiled, took out the tablet, and began to copy.

While copying, he took a rough look at Lord Qingyue's fairy art.

"Is this a prescription?"

It is recorded in the literature that this is a prescription created by Lord Qingyue, named "Fenou Decoction", which is specially used to treat all kinds of puppets with strings, and the effect is excellent!
After roughly understanding the medicinal materials used, Bai Mo smacked his lips.

"It's a bit rough."

If you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

In Qingyue Junhou's time, the fairyland was not in ruins, there were still pavilions and pavilions all over the mountains and plains, and the fairy dynasty was flourishing and prosperous.There are countless immortals and slaves working in the boundless medicinal fields, producing all kinds of fairy herbs.

She fights against fallen immortals, even ordinary fallen immortals who have not been polluted, it is a life and death fight, extremely dangerous.At this time, there is nothing wrong with using a local tyrant's prescription to improve combat effectiveness and increase the winning rate.

But, put it today...

"This prescription, even for Fox Mountain, is slightly less cost-effective."

Bai Mo smacked his lips and copied down the prescription for the time being, planning to make some optimizations and improvements in the future.

He wandered in the ruins, continuing to observe and copy the documents on the wall.

Most of these documents are the special skills left by the famous ancient immortals to future generations, and the price/performance ratio is not very good.But coincidentally, most of them are talking about how to deal with puppet magic.Presumably in the ancient immortal dynasty, the puppet theater was also a large-scale problem, and it was the main source of business for the Tiantiao immortals.

Bai Mo copied and thought at the same time, copying with joy.

"Haha, wait until I've digested everything and researched it to understand, let's see who dares to use this puppet fairy art in front of me!"

　The first!
　
(End of this chapter)