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

Chapter 239 The grade of the knowledge container, Shame Ding, Sheng Ding, Wok Ding
noon.

The windows of the office were opened, letting in the cool autumn breeze and taking away the aroma of hot pot.

On the coffee table, an electric mandarin duck pot is bubbling "Gurgling"!
One side is red oil and the other side is mushroom soup.

Wu Qingyun and Fang Xiaoyu sat around the pot, cooking the sliced ​​meat, their mouths were dripping with oil and their heads were sweating profusely.

"Hey, this hot pot takeaway is much better than yesterday's sushi.

"It's really fun!"

Fang Xiaoyu wiped the red oil on the corners of her mouth, and looked up at her black ears.

She never thought that a fox could also use chopsticks?

Moreover, it is very easy to use, and it can quickly cook a batch of vegetables. Not only can it get a full bowl of meat slices, gluten, louvers, and meatballs for itself, but it can also keep the white ink bowl full.

"Oh, fish it slowly, it's enough to eat."

Bai Mo ate a beef tendon pill and patted his apprentice's head.

Black Ears grinned.

"Hey!"

Holding the bowl, he rubbed his head against Master's hand.

While eating, Bai Mo swiped the screen of his phone with the back of his hand to look at the Shexian Forum.

He is collecting information about knowledge vessels... Since Tian Xinghuo can discover this, maybe other ancient immortal disciples have also discovered it?Will it be uploaded to the forum accidentally?
On the homepage of the forum, there are many posts discussing mycelium healing paste and his report.

[Mycelium healing paste, can't be distributed in pharmacies?Can't you just buy everything you need? 】

[Think too much, the cost of that thing is extremely high, not to mention ordinary pharmacies, even top-level hospitals are not worthy of it]

[Do you know how many branches the committee has now?How many immortal arts committee members are fighting or injured every day?That thing will be allocated to the committee as a priority]

【This is really white ink!He is my high school classmate!Ha ha ha ha! 】

[He is my college classmate! 】

[Can I ask him for an autograph? 】

[Now he rarely appears on campus]

Click!Click!
But it was Black Ear who used his fox paw to knock hot pot eggs into the fungus soup pot.

Knock two in a row, one for it, one for the master.

In the boiling mushroom soup pot, just as the egg whites were cooked, Hei Er picked up the colander and scooped a soft-boiled egg for the master and a soft-boiled egg for himself.

"Hey!"

It tilted its fat head, looked at Master, and grinned.

Although there is no such ingredient as eggs in Fox Mountain, foxes naturally know how to eat eggs when they eat them!
Bai Mo touched his apprentice's fat neck, picked up the soft-boiled eggs with his chopsticks, and dipped his hairy belly into the soft-boiled eggs to eat.

"Hey, not bad."

While eating, he entered the keyword "water tank" to search.

Unexpectedly, I actually found it!

Seventeen or eight posts, the earliest one was posted a year ago, and the latest one was posted half a month ago.

[My Guxian master may be a pervert, he likes to hug the water tank and say strange things]

Someone replied.

[What tank? 】

[What strange words? 】

The landlord replied.

[It is a water tank, a stone water tank, the workmanship is very stupid, and some strange runes are engraved on the surface]

[I asked him what’s so great about this water tank? 】

[He said it was already amazing if it could hold water.Some people’s water tanks have holes in them when they are made, making it impossible to hold water]

[I don’t quite understand what he is talking about]

"Oh?"

Bai Mo was thoughtful, and clicked on the poster's homepage, and found that the poster was an immortal magician, a forum veteran, and often shared the weird things of ancient immortals and the pain of being enslaved on the forum.

Then I clicked on the homepage of the person who replied and asked the question, but I saw that it was a Sanwu account. I only asked the question once, but it did not appear in the forum a second time.

Could this be... Unintentional posting, and deliberate questioning?
Those involved in immortality have no intention of posting, but the Secret Brain Office has the intention to ask?
Has the Secret Brain Office started collecting this messy information a year ago?
"That's right. Thousands of ancient immortals and hundreds of thousands of people involved in immortals can easily leak some information. Not to mention, there are also crazy and weird people among the ancient immortals."

Bai Mo continued to look down to see other posts.

Among the seventeen or eighteen posts, ten are really related to knowledge containers!

And for every one of them, there is an account from the Secret Brain Office asking questions and inducing answers.

Bai Mo read it roughly and understood in his heart.

“It turns out that this container of knowledge is indeed real, and it can be made into a container when you have complete self-consciousness.

“But there are different grades between containers.

"The last thing is to mistakenly think that the remnant vessel formed after consummation can't hold anything at all.

“Ordinary, it’s this stone water tank with words carved on the surface.

“Looking at the discussions of these people, there are still very few geniuses who can condense a bronze tripod.

"So, the bronze tripod is the highest level container?"

Bai Mo ate a piece of meat, took a sip of the hawthorn juice next to him, licked the corners of his mouth, and frowned.

"My knowledge container is about to be completed.

“What kind of grade can a container that has been made in half a month have?
"At least it won't leak, right?"

There is too little information, and he doesn't have a clue in his mind.

……

Under the towering sand peaks.

In a small medicine garden.

Buckets of medicinal materials were placed all over the floor.

Huang Sitong sat beside him, counting all these herbs with one finger.

"Huangzhong plum, Tianming grass, Qiuxu fruit, toothbrush melon, triangular water chestnut, seven-leaf cinnamon...there are all kinds!"

She looked at the water chestnuts and the horse chestnuts.

"But these two types have just sprouted, and they are not old enough for the Huoshi Tang."

The flowerpot Guxian next to her touched her head and grinned loudly.

"There is still a way, it's just a matter of paying a price."

Flower Pot Ancient Immortal gently waved his hand towards the open space next to him, and countless sequences of words gushed out from the cuffs, bronze-colored like phantoms, flying and circling like butterflies, condensing into a stone water tank in this open space.

"Master will help you, increase the age of these two medicinal materials."

Huang Sitong frowned and was stunned for a moment to confirm that he heard correctly.

"Master, the age of medicinal materials can be improved by using immortal techniques? Then let's take such a big risk..."

The Ancient Flowerpot Immortal gave a wry smile and waved his hand to Huang Sitong to look into the water tank himself.

Huang Sitong stood up, leaned forward, probed into the water tank, but saw that the inner wall of the tank was stone blue, as smooth as a mirror.There is a small pool of water stains on the bottom of the tank, as if the tank has not been wiped clean after rinsing.

"These water stains..."

"That's right, to increase the age of medicinal materials, it is to use these water stains... Ah bah, what water stains, this is the original immortal energy from the super fairy grass.

"Let your dead girl lead Master astray.

"Master, there is only so much left.

“If you use it this time, you won’t have it next time.

“I didn’t want to use it at first, but recently I figured out that if I don’t use it, it’s in vain!

"The situation is already so bad, why bother holding on to this little bit of original immortal energy?"

Huang Sitong looked at the tank, looked at the water stains at the bottom of the tank, and frowned. Suddenly, he felt that there was too much information.

She looked at Master, and then listened to Master explaining to her.

"This vat... is called the Knowledge Container.

"The so-called cultivating immortals, what is cultivating? It is nothing more than knowledge and resources.

"Investigate things to know, get knowledge.

"Collect resources and enrich yourself.

"But the collected resources need to be packed in containers. This container is knowledge."

Huang Sitong touched his master's large vat and the densely packed runes on the vat. He wanted to see clearly, but he felt dizzy and his eyes were blurred by tears unconsciously.There was too much information in this rune, and she couldn't bear it!

Gu Xian grinned.

"Master, this is just a stone jar that can be used as a tool, and you can't bear it?
"If it's the cauldron of a prince, or the cauldron of a king, if you take a look at it, you might be bleeding from the seven orifices?

"If it's the Emperor's Cauldron, would you go crazy if you take one look at it?"

Huang Sitong laughed.

Holding on to Master's big vat, he stabilized his dizzy body.

Suddenly, she saw Master's big tank, and there was a long crack in the bottom of the tank.And the water stains quietly seeped into the cracks.As time goes by, so does the water stain.If it goes on for a long time, it will be lost.

She didn't know what happened to this big vat, but she suddenly understood why the master was so eager.

……

Dark clouds obscured the sky.

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall, making a "wuwu" whistle.

Bowtie and Little Big Eyes stood by the water basin and helped Master clean the mud and dirt on various stone slabs and copper plates.

"Huh?"

The patina on this board is too thick, so the bow was careful to remove the patina from the plate.

"Ouch?"

The two copper plates were stuck together due to rust. Little Big Eyes carefully used his paws to slowly uncover the two plates.

Bai Mo sat behind the bronze desk and pulled out an essay he had previously recorded on his tablet.

"The tripod of the king is called the tripod of shame.

"The king's cauldron is called Shengding.

"The emperor's tripod is called wok tripod."

I saw this before and didn't pay attention.

Bai Mo even checked the encyclopedia... In ancient times, a tripod was a sacrificial vessel.

The wok and tripod are the highest grade and are used to sacrifice and cook whole cattle.

Shengding is the second highest grade and is used to sacrifice cooked meat.

Shame tripod grade again, used to sacrificial seasonings and soups.

Thinking about it now, is this the level of a knowledge container?

If in sequence six, a shameful tripod is built, will it have the potential to become a prince?
If you build a Shengding tripod, you will have the potential of a king?

If it is cast into a wok, will it have the potential of an emperor?

Bai Mo went back to the documents he had recorded to check the appearance and shape of these three tripods and remember them for now.

Open the picture and find the simple drawing that you copied from the literature.

"To put it bluntly, they look about the same...there is a difference in size, the bigger the more advanced?"

Bai Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that the truth of the ancient immortal dynasty was really quite simple.

He stood up and walked to the main hall.

“After understanding the last kind of stalk, my field of stalk knowledge felt complete!

"What kind of weapon can it be condensed into?"

Bai Mo was too lazy to think about it, and his consciousness went to the plants in front of him.

This is a pot of mushroom heads placed on the ground.

In the scalp of the mushroom, tiny Sequence Nine herbs, brain-eating vines, drilled into it!What he wants to study is the stem of this brain-eating vine.

He stretched out his hand to touch, and with his spiritual consciousness, elixir fire rose up in his palm. He also used the elixir fire magic to examine the inside of a piece of brain-eating vine... Gradually, he seemed to understand.

At this time, a little bit of knowledge lit up in his mind one after another, linking them together, just like more and more lights illuminating the long street, illuminating the night, illuminating his existing knowledge frame, illuminating The meridians extending from the frame, the flesh and blood growing out, illuminate the fullness of this knowledge...

call……

There is a strong wind outside the palace!

rumbling...

Thunder snakes swam among the clouds, and thunder roared.

Bai Mo turned a deaf ear, squatting on the floor, in front of the brain-eating vine flowerpot, and nodded slightly.

"So that's what happened..."

His black sweater was swollen by the wind, and his hair was messed up by the wind. His body gradually lit up with a green light, and the six characters of the sequence flew out of the light and flew into the air. In this hall, they were like a hundred birds. Return to the nest and gather together to make a weapon!

……

Dream wonderland.

The ancient flower pot immortal has already spread the original immortal energy to several plants that need to be ripened.

Huang Sitong was beside him, holding his mobile phone and showing Master the cached photos he had just left in this world.

"This is Shame Ding? Sheng Ding and Wok Ding?"

Seeing Gu Xian nodding, she was very surprised.

"Our civilization, in ancient times, also called these three tripods like this.

"Can you match up with Gu Xianchao?"

Gu Xian also frowned, and was stunned for a moment.

"A little bit of civilization has been passed down, but it has not been completely cut off, which is normal."

Huang Sitong nodded.

"Then Master, do the six kings in the series make a Shengding tripod? They all look like this?
"Everything made by the emperors must be a wok? The one in the picture? What does the Simuwu Ding look like?"

The ancient immortal smacked his lips.

“That’s generally true, but there are exceptions.

"I heard that Emperor Mengdie of the Formation Kingdom once made a wok cauldron with an armored butterfly engraved on its surface.

"There is also the Liuhuo Emperor of the Dan Kingdom, who once cast a wok, with July Liuhuo engraved on the surface.

“If you can become a prince, you are already a pervert.

"Emperors among princes are perverts among perverts.

"Emperor Mengdie and Emperor Liuhuo belong to the third-order abnormality."

Huang Sitong was fascinated by what he heard.

Another grin.

"Master, you still know the word 'abnormal', it's very fashionable!"

His brows and eyes drooped again.

"The third-level perverts, such as the Dream Butterfly Emperor and the Flowing Fire Emperor, did not stop the disaster. They could only watch the fairyland be destroyed and civilization be cut off."

……

On Fox Mountain, the wind and thunder are blowing!
The broken walls and ruins in the mountains, the altars with bronze pillars, and wherever there were words, all trembled in the sound of wind and thunder!

The foxes in the car-making workshop are no longer able to make copper coins.

"Huh?"

"Ouch?"

...Because the copper plate they hammered down, or rather the words on the copper plate, were trembling!
The foxes in the slicing workshop were guarding a large pile of medicinal materials and could no longer use their knives.

"Ouch?"

"Huh?"

...Because the five-color flames on their knives are dancing crazily.

At the excavation site, the foxes were driving excavators, carrying small shovels, their eyes were shining, and they were all excited.

"Hey!"

"Ouch!"

...Because there are documents trembling underground, showing the way, waiting for them to dig!

At the edge of the [-]-acre medicinal field, the foxes raised their heads one after another, and suddenly noticed that the purple earth dragon was growing like a chicken with blood!
"Ouch?"

"Huh?"

This purple earth dragon, it likes thunder?

……

In the bronze hall, the little big eyes and the bow tie all looked into the air.

At the entrance of the main hall, the foxes who came after hearing the news also widened their eyes.

They saw in mid-air, one after another bronze characters were frantically gathering together like a hundred birds returning to their nests, and cast them into a great tripod!
The master stood tall, his eyes flashing with fire, knowledge, and the past, watching intently.

"Huh?"

"Ouch?"

They whispered to each other and talked a lot... Is Master going to upgrade again?
Finally, the violent wind in the mountains subsided, the thunder snake in the dark clouds disappeared, and the last thunderclap accompanied the countless words in the mountains, and they all fell silent.

The big cauldron that had just been cast in mid-air crashed to the ground, shaking the ground and sending dust to the floor.

Bai Mo looked at the tripod.

"Oh? It's big enough, it's a wok, the most advanced wok!"

He had to raise his head to see the whole view of the cauldron and the ears of the cauldron.

"But... what is the thing engraved on the tripod?"

　The setting is complete, let’s get into the plot right away~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)