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

Chapter 240 The Fox of the Knowledge Container, the Blood Scab of the Cerebral Cortex

In the hall, Bai Mo raised his head and looked at his knowledge container with a strange expression.

The watching foxes got excited and rushed into the main hall to surround Dading and Master, jumping up and down, shaking their heads, and began to dance.

"Hey!"

"Ouch!"

"Hey!"

Above the mouth of the tripod, there are four bronze foxes standing in four directions, facing the outside of the tripod, guarding the tripod!
The first bronze fox holds a sword with its claws turned back, with its chest and belly protruding.

The second bronze fox, carrying a shovel, is triumphant.

The third bronze fox raised his hammer and frowned slightly.

The fourth bronze fox, with a copper plate on its head, is in high spirits.

"What's the matter? It's not a standard wok shape..."

Who's wok with four foxes?
But Bai Mo had a faint realization in his heart that his own process of casting a tripod did not have any problems, but was very successful.

He stepped forward and stroked the cauldron.

But it was clearly a newly cast tripod, but there were rough bronze rusts on the surface, as if it had gone through tens of thousands of years.But in the mottled rust, if you observe carefully, you can faintly see one small letter after another.

These texts are densely packed, crowded and stacked, yet self-contained.

In this text, Bai Mo saw his own research on the purple earth dragon, saw the characteristics of the brain-eating vine, saw a thread of plant stem science he had summarized, and saw his understanding of the stem of the big mushroom ship... He is Ding's master, Ding is his knowledge.

"Anyway, it's done, that's even better.

"This success shows that there is no problem with my thinking and methodology.

"Following this line of thinking, all six knowledge vessels of Sequence [-] can be cast!"

Bai Mo asked his apprentices to stop dancing in circles, and was about to take back the container when he suddenly noticed that the container produced a huge suction force and was pulling a piece of Purple Earthworm stem next to the table...or rather...

"Is it trying to pull something in the stalk of Purple Ground Dragon?"

Bai Mo's spiritual consciousness spread out, aware of Zi Earth Dragon's resistance and unwillingness, as well as Zi Earth Dragon's powerlessness and grievance.

He understood what Purple Earth Dragon meant... This big cauldron was going to take away the original fairy energy of Purple Earth Dragon's stems!

Bai Mo was stunned.

"No wonder it's a container, originally intended to contain the original immortal energy of all things?

"At this time, the cauldron's instinct is triggered, and it wants to suck away the original immortal energy of this section of Zidilong?"

He looked at Zi Dilong.

"If you don't want to give it, I won't force it.

"It's still a long time, let's discuss it slowly."

Taking by force is not the answer, but a long-term plan can be considered.

Bai Mo grinned, and with a thought, he controlled the cauldron to let Zi Dilong go.

Immediately, the cauldron disintegrated into bronze characters one by one, and flew back into the white ink cuff like a hundred birds returning to their nest.

……

The night was dark.

The main hall of the dormitory was pitch black, and the foxes gathered in circles, discussing Master's tripod.

Taohuayan was holding a small shovel, and put on a complacent look.

"Ouch, ooh, ooh, ouch?"

...is it similar to the bronze fox on the tripod?
The foxes looked over one by one, frowning.

It's kind of like that!

But the foxes in the medicinal field, everyone has a small shovel, and they all look like the statue. After all...the bronze statue has no pattern and color, so it's impossible to tell who it is.

……

The white claws are reversed and the sword is held, with the chest raised and the belly protruding.

"Aww? Aww? Aww?"

... Is it similar to the fox holding the sword on the cauldron?
The foxes all had doubts on their faces, and it didn't take long to find Hua Dian.

"Aww! Aww!"

The fox's sword on the statue is solid!

But the sword White Claw is hollow!

White Claw tilted his head, thinking for a moment.

"Ow?"

It also used a solid sword!
But not only it, many brothers and sisters have used solid swords.

……

The overalls held up the hammer, frowned, and put on a serious expression.

He raised his head again and asked his brothers.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

...is it similar to the bronze fox on the tripod?

The brothers in the circle all tilted their heads with suspicious eyes.

There are already thousands of foxes in various workshops in Fox Mountain.Quite a few of them have carried hammers.They all think they look alike too!
……

Quanquanhu had a copper plate on his head, and raised his front paws to support it.

Excited, I recalled the scene when I gave literature to Master!

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

The fourth bronze fox on Master's cauldron looks like this!

The black ears, white ears, and big flower arms beside them all tilted their heads and laughed.

Now that there are many cars in Fox Mountain, there is no need to travel to deliver literature to Master, everyone drives.

But from the entrance of the hall to the front of the master's table, the last few hundred meters are still the same, and they are sent with their heads on their heads!

……

In the middle of the dormitory, Bai Mo lay on the bed with his arm pillowed.

Moon Claw and Star Claw, one on the left and one on the right, lie on both sides of the master.

They have already made up their minds that from now on, they will lie here tonight and not leave, and will sleep next to Master later.

Thinking of this, the two foxes tilted their heads and laughed out loud.

Bai Mo closed his eyes, feeling the knowledge container he had newly formed.

"This tripod...is a container for storing the original immortal energy?"

After some trying, he figured it out.

The original immortal energy required for the Alchemy Path only exists in the immortal grass of sequence six or above.In the Ancient Immortal Dynasty, it might still be relatively abundant.But today, thousands of years later, it is already an extremely scarce material.

"The Purple Earth Dragon tree needs to be properly worshiped.

"The resurrection of other super fairy grasses also needs to be put on the agenda."

……

lunch time.

The huge canteen in the northern suburbs base was filled with shouts and noises.

Professors, doctors, and technicians gathered in groups, chatting and laughing, queuing up for dinner.

"The bread looks good today."

"I want to eat roast duck rice."

"Let's go, gourd head steamed bun?"

On the edge of the cafeteria, a staircase leads to the second floor.

Bai Mo was wearing a black sweater and carrying his apprentice's black belt. He had just eaten and drank and walked down the stairs.

Professor Zhang walked side by side with him, grinning.

"Everyone in the entire northern suburbs base is eating here.

"A considerable part of them are participating in the project of mycelium healing paste.

"In other words, they can be regarded as busy for you.

"When you point out new directions and new goals later, they will probably follow you, help you do experiments, help you write reports, and help you test technology. Hahaha."

Bai Mo smiled and exchanged some pleasantries.

He didn't care much about that.

I came with Professor Zhang today. It is said that there is a problem and we need to consult with him.

At this time, after eating, he followed the pace of Professor Zhang, left the cafeteria and walked all the way to the laboratory building.

……

brush……

The elevator door opens.

The smell of disinfectant wafts from the corridor.

Walking up and down are all little nurses.

Bai Mo frowned.

Hospital?

A built-in hospital in the northern suburbs base?
The problem that needs to be dealt with today is the patient?
Following Professor Zhang, he entered a ward, only to find that it was a single room, and a young man with a pale face was lying quietly on the bed.

The infusion tube in his arm is injecting glucose into him to help him maintain nutrition.

creak...

The door was pushed open again, and several old men in white coats came in, all frowning.

They looked at Professor Zhang and Bai Mo, and smiled wryly.

The leading old man lowered his voice.

"Every line is like a mountain, no matter how powerful the white ink expert is, it's meaningless to bring him here."

creak...

The door was pushed open again, but Bai Mo's acquaintance, Tian Xinghuo, came in!
When he saw Bai Mo, he smiled and came forward to say hello.

Pointing to the pale boy on the bed.

"White or not?

"He was quite dark originally. After turning into a vegetative state two years ago, he has been lying in the hospital, making himself white."

Bai Mo frowned.

"what happened?"

Tian Xinghuo shook his head.

"I do not know.

"He and I entered the same fairyland of dreams.

"Since Master Gu Xian taught him alone that day two years ago, he has become like this.

"Can't eat, can't drink, turned into a vegetative state."

Several medical experts next to him came over with a smile after discussing it.

"Experts in white ink, all of you are here. Let's take a look at the situation together, discuss it, and brainstorm. It's also very good."

They didn't think Bai Mo could be of any use, they just wanted to save Professor Zhang.

I briefly looked at Tian Xinghuo’s younger brother, Tian Xingguang.

Bai Mo and a group of experts left the ward and came to a meeting room.

After everyone sat down, they handed a lot of materials to Bai Mo, and he quickly flipped through them.

"Hmm... Tian Xingguang is not the only one who was turned into a vegetable by the ancient fairy?"

This happens a lot across the country.

Recently, the safety rating of the northern suburbs base has become higher, more experts have come here, and more cases have been gathered to study this problem together.

At this moment in the conference room, the old men present were all top experts in neurosurgery, but they couldn't find a way to deal with Tian Xingguang's condition.

"Although he has become a vegetative state, his brain has been super active? Do he even need to supplement his brain with nutrients?

"The brain has become extremely fragile and MRI cannot be used. Once MRI is done, will the head be exploded?"

Bai Mo raised his head and looked at the experts.

Seeing the experts, they all smiled wryly and nodded.

"We can only do CT, no MRI, no craniotomy. Even... the unlucky kid whose head was shot, we want to use him as a general teacher to study it... But his brain is too shattered... "

Having said that, several old experts lowered their heads one after another, with gloomy expressions and dim eyes.It seems that he does not want to recall the scene at that time.

"Can't the divine sense be used?"

Professor Zhang shook his head.

"Tian Xingguang was born in a family of immortal arts, and several people in his own family have divine consciousness.

"But... the divine sense cannot be used.

"Their brains have become extremely weird. Once their spiritual consciousness comes into contact with them, their brains will be inexplicably smashed into a mess."

Professor Zhang took out a copy from a stack of documents and handed it to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo glanced at it, and found that it was Wu Jianxian's report two years ago...Two years ago, he used his spiritual sense to examine the brain of a vegetative person involved in immortality, but a strange trigger was triggered on the spot, which messed up the brain of a vegetative person involved in immortality. A lump of paste.

Two years ago... Since then, has the ancient immortal done weird things to the world?
Bai Mo frowns slightly while flipping through the reports related to his biochemical level, his spiritual sense comes out through the wall, and goes to Tian Xingguang's ward next door.

But I saw Tian Xinghuo standing in front of the window in a daze.

Tian Xingguang lay on the bed with his eyes closed and his face expressionless.

Bai Mo's consciousness, like ripples on the surface of water, gently faded away, and swept towards Tian Xingguang with the lightest, softest, and most imperceptible gesture.Through his scalp, through his skull, to his cerebral cortex.

Spiritual consciousness and spiritual consciousness are not the same.

Wu Jianxian's spiritual consciousness will detonate the restriction.

Bai Mo's consciousness is delicate enough to hide from the restrictions!

At this time, when the consciousness swept over, one could see the pink cerebral cortex, with grooves and ravines on it, resembling walnut kernels.

There seems to be nothing unusual?
Bai Mo was about to let his consciousness go deeper, when he suddenly sensed something was wrong, so he withdrew his consciousness.

He took a deep breath, and already understood the strangeness inside.

Look up and look at the experts.

"Is there any CT film? I want to read the film.

"It's best to get a few CT scans of the brains of normal people, and give me a reference for comparison."

An expert stretched out his hand and directly pushed his laptop to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo nodded and began to read the film.

But I saw that in this folder, there were one CT film after another, more in number and more angles than ordinary CT films, and the changes didn't even change much one by one, which made people dizzy.

Bai Mo rolled the mouse wheel, reading one by one.

He is not familiar with CT films, but he already knows the answer. At this time, he just wants to find a way and an angle from the CT films to tell the answers to the experts present.

The fox apprentice has a black belt and a black sweater of the same style as his master. He jumps onto the desk with his head held high and his tail cocked... As long as the master takes action, there will be no problems!These old men, just wait at ease!
The experts around the conference table looked at Professor Zhang with a wry smile.I thought to myself, why bring Bai Mo here?Even a genius can't take everything in all fields.At this moment, they just want to cooperate with Bai Mo, finish this cutscene, and then send him away.

Professor Zhang also realized that his move was not so appropriate.The field that Bai Mo is good at is not here. He brought Bai Mo here, and it will kill Bai Mo's confidence for nothing, and it will also affect other experts' perception of Bai Mo.

In his mind, Qinglu Ancient Immortal was already giggling.

"Hahahaha, do you need to seek medical treatment if you are in a hurry?
"This problem cannot be solved casually!

"Apprentice, why don't you ask me?
"Although even if you beg me, I won't help you. Hahaha."

Professor Zhang ignored Gu Xian, looked at Bai Mo who was still reading the film, hesitated for a moment, leaned forward, and wanted to say something.

The other experts on the table stretched and put their hands on the table, and they were about to stand up.

At this moment...

They heard Bai Mo talking.

"There is a problem with the patient's cerebral cortex.

"Looking at these pictures, your intuition tells me that the patient's cerebral cortex shadow is different from that of ordinary people."

The apprentice next to him with a black belt was triumphant, and Foxpaw immediately picked up the laptop and showed the screen to others.

The experts froze on the spot, leaning over one by one with their heads poked.

They are all bigwigs in the supernatural field, so their skills in reading movies are naturally not weak.

At this moment, staring at the groups of films selected by Bai Mo, his eyes were full of seriousness.

"Huh? Is there a difference?"

"Is it because the shapes are different, individual differences?"

"White ink experts may not understand very well."

The leader, Professor Qin, suddenly raised his eyes on the bridge of his nose and his pupils shrank.

"Oh? Look at this shadow, is it possible...the patient's cerebral cortex is covered with a thin layer...a layer...blood scab?"

Bai Mo's face was expressionless.

Professor Zhang's eyes widened.

The ancient fairy in his mind stopped laughing, and his expression became weird again.

Several experts were stunned after being awakened.

They stared at the films selected by Bai Mo one by one. The more they watched, the more they felt that Professor Qin seemed to be right.

"Oh my god, how come there are blood scabs on the cerebral cortex?"

"No wonder we can't see it, is that a place where blood scabs can grow?"

"Expert in white ink, how did you find out? Have you ever studied video? Are you so good at reading films?"

"Hahaha, white ink expert, share your experience with everyone."

Bai Mo was stunned for a moment and frowned, what should I say?
He was looking for the answer through the process, and it was certainly easier to find.

At this time, after thinking about his words, he spoke and said something that stunned all the experts.

"I haven't studied imaging, I rely on...intuition!"

　Thanks to the book friend Digital Brother 2047 for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)