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

Chapter 253 Research on the Great Immortal Art of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty

Under the dark clouds, the wind howled.

Bronze hall, side walls, sixteen whiteboards, four rows and four columns, affixed to the walls.

A water pen is controlled by spiritual consciousness, suspended in mid-air, and writes and draws pictures on the whiteboard.

Each whiteboard is bought from Taobao, one meter by two meters.Sixteen sides come together, and the scale is quite spectacular.

But the writing on the whiteboard is not big, even small and densely packed.

Flow charts, schematic diagrams, and structural diagrams are filled between the lines, and the drawings are also small and exquisite.

"This super immortal technique... the great immortal technique involves a lot of aspects."

Great Immortal Technique is the standard name after literal translation from the ancient Immortal Dynasty language.

Bai Mo was sitting on the fishing lounge chair at the foot of the wall, his head slightly raised, looking at the contents of the whiteboard and the whole picture of the great immortal technique [Purple Dragon Pan].

What is written on so many blackboards is actually just a summary.

While watching, Bai Mo sometimes controlled the eraser with his spiritual sense to erase certain parts of the content, and then controlled the fountain pen with his spiritual sense to fill in and correct certain parts of the content.

"Huh?"

The little big-eyed man watering the flowers in the main hall would tilt his head and look over from time to time.

It doesn’t understand what Master is doing, but it looks awesome!

"Ouch?"

The bow tore open the bud of a flower and looked at the master.

What the master is doing seems to be quite troublesome?
Bai Mo held his chin in his hand and thought for a long time.

"The Great Immortal Technique I learned seems not perfect enough?
"When this thing is used, let's not talk about whether it is powerful or not. The key depends on luck and character. It may be... dumb?
"Maybe a large amount of original immortal energy was poured into it, but it was wasted and the effect was ineffective in the end?"

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

At this moment, the car stopped outside the hall.

Men with round beards, white ears and black ears rushed in excitedly holding a large pile of documents.

"Hey!"

"Ouch!"

"Hey!"

They passed through the flowers and plants in the main hall, rushed forward, put down the documents gently, and began to gesticulate, talk and talk to the master.

The bronze mask fluttered beside Quanquanhu, also looking very excited.

Bai Mo looked at them for a while, figured out what they meant, grinned, and hugged these guys into his arms.

Rubbing Circle Hu's fat belly, helping Black Ear brush off the dirt from his shoulders, and helping White Ear remove the hay clippings from his belly.

"Have you found a rich mine? There are many documents?

"Look what this is all about."

Bai Mo took a stone slab, Mosuo twice, and began to read... But it was as if he was dozing off and giving away a pillow. The newly dug up was the research literature on the Great Immortal Art of the ancient Immortal Dynasty!
"That's not bad."

The excavation route of Fox Mountain is from the periphery of the ruins to the core of Dan Palace. It is normal for the things excavated to become more and more high-end.Bai Mo's learning speed is enough to match the excavation progress.

He rubbed the fat bellies of his disciples with one hand until they snored comfortably, and he held the literature to read with the other hand.

When he saw half of it, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"So it's not that there's something wrong with what I've learned...it's that this thing itself has a problem!"

Strictly speaking, the Great Immortal Techniques of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty are all semi-finished products.

Regardless of the level, when using it, there is a probability of failure, and there is a probability of misfiring.

It is nothing more than a higher level, a higher success rate, and a lower level, a lower success rate.

[...There was once a Tiantiao immortal who fought against the fallen immortal. Originally, he had the upper hand and was sure of victory. He used the great immortal technique Zilongpan, but was unlucky and misfired, and was killed by the fallen immortal...]

Bai Mo was very sad.

Why is there something wrong with all the things from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty?
It seems seldom completely reliable?
The apprentices rested in the arms of the master for a while, then ran away one after another, got into the car yelling "Aoao", returned to the excavation site, and continued to work.

Bai Mo continued to read the literature, reading bit by bit, and gradually understood.

It turns out that the research on the great immortal arts of the ancient immortal dynasty has been in progress for thousands of years.There are two research directions, one is to improve the success rate, and the other is to enhance the power.

After generations of painstaking efforts and tens of millions of years of iterative optimization, Daxianshu has become much stronger than it was at the beginning.Regardless of success rate or power, great progress has been made.

“No wonder there are only so many great immortal arts that have been unearthed.

"It turns out there are only these types, and even the ancient immortals haven't figured them out yet."

Complaints are complaints, Bai Mo still picked up the documents left by the ancient immortals, read them one by one, and studied them side by side.

"This thing will eventually consume the original immortal energy, practice it and experience it.

"But not now... When I learn again, at least I will learn everything that the ancient immortals have accumulated before I try."

……

In the Fox Mountain cafeteria.

A group of fiery red figures sat around the small stone tables.

"Hey!"

Hutou held up tonight's lotus paste mooncake with a smile on his face.

Although I don’t know what moon cake means, this cake tastes great!
"Ouch!"

The fellow apprentices such as Leopard Head and Shoulder and Xingxingdu next to them also ate with joy on their faces.

As they ate and ate, they chatted about the younger brother who was harvested in this world.

When we talked about this, the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

In the past few days, my little brother has stopped playing with them!
Seeing these brothers and sisters, they even ran away from a distance, not knowing what was going on.

"Hey, oh, oh?"

Hu Tou frowned and asked if the younger brother had been beaten again?

He had just been to the Sun Belly of the real world and shook his head quickly.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

My little brother won’t be beaten now!

The little brother fights more and more fiercely, and he has already shown his prestige in the family courtyard, and even the older children can't beat him!

The foxes nodded one after another, so don't worry!
It’s fine if they don’t play together, they’re all quite busy, and they’re not for fun when they go to this world with Master. They have to help Master guard, take care of Master’s life, help Master as secretary, serve as follower, help Master maintain the scene... a lot of things!

As long as I can win in the future and no longer suffer losses, that's fine.

The tiger tilted his fat head and grinned.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

It gesticulates, speaks nonsense, and shows off the martial arts skills it taught the younger brother. It must be because of these moves that the younger brother can win!
In the corner beside him, Bai Mo was eating mooncakes and tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Thinking about the tiger head and shoulders, I was thinking too much... That kid named Feng Endi, so far, has used Xiaowang Baquan as a fighting style.The reason why he was able to win the battle was entirely because the purple sand bean bag was slowly improving his physique, giving him more energy and blood.

……

Night falls.

In the main hall of the dormitory, the fox apprentices were divided into a circle, chatting and bragging.

Bai Mo sat on the head of the bed, continued to scratch the tablet, and browsed the documents transcribed during the day.

"Where did you find this? Why are there so many documents on the study of great immortal arts?"

Bai Mo looked at it, grinning, and thinking.

[...I have devoted myself to the study of Zilong Pan for 80 years. I have read countless previous documents. I also used the one bucket and four liters of immortal energy I had accumulated to conduct seven experiments, large and small, and finally developed this purple dragon. The details of the three improvements made to Pan are recorded today, dedicated to the ancestors, and left to future generations...]

Bai Mo looked at the documents and sighed, "It's not easy for me!"

He continued reading to see the research results of this ancient immortal.

After watching for a long time, he frowned.

"He shouldn't be studying this stuff for the past 80 years. He should be marrying a beautiful wife, having several sons, and enjoying life.

"Eighty years, it's wasted... It will even confuse future generations and entrap future cultivators."

The tiger's head and shoulders and the leopard's head and shoulders were on both sides of the master. They read the literature with the master and heard the master's emotion.The two foxes "tsk tsk tsk" together, shook their heads and sighed... although they didn't understand what the master was feeling.

Bai Mo smacked his lips, thought for a while, and went to the next article.

[...I have been extremely talented since I was a child. It only took me ten years to successfully perform the Purple Dragon Pan, and it took another eight years to improve the Purple Dragon Pan.Today, I will record my improved original immortal energy transmission strategy to comfort my grandfather and leave it to future generations...]

Oh?
A genius among ancient immortals?

After studying for ten years, you can successfully perform Zilongpan?

Bai Mo continued to scroll down, read the documents he left behind, read for a long time, thought for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion... This guy's understanding of Zilongpan is basically superficial and cannot go deep. It is up to him to use this immortality. The success rate is impressive.

If he succeeds after using it once, it can only be said that his luck is incredible!
"Poor little fool, does he really think he has learned it?
"He was just deceived by his own luck."

Bai Mo smiled mischievously.

The two foxes next to his shoulders also imitated the master's behavior and smiled, with regret appearing on their plush faces... although they still didn't know why the master was feeling regretful.

Bai Mo continued to read the next document.

[...I have studied Zilongpan for 300 years, and today my beard and hair are all white. I am getting old, and I know that the end is not far away. It is pitiful that I have mediocre talents.Today, I will record the only valuable thing I have researched, Zilong Pan's technique of borrowing power in the mud.Also let the ancestors know that although my life is dull, I have not wasted it. 】

Bai Mo's face was slightly moved. Looking at the words, it was as if he saw an old man with white head and gray beard, engraving what little he had gained in his life when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dying.

He looked down to see the technique the old man had developed. After looking at it for a long time, he slowly figured it out.

"Um... The muddy land of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty seems to be different from the current world?
"Thousands of years have passed, the soil and geology have changed, and the muddy ground has also become different. His technique... well... is still a bit interesting."

Bai Mo nodded and started to highlight a few valuable sentences with a highlighter.

Presumably tens of millions of years ago, when the aging immortal carved these words, there was light and glory in his tearful eyes?

The two foxes next to him also had gloomy expressions. They nodded gently along with the master... although they still didn't know anything.

After reading the documents one by one, Bai Mo suddenly discovered that there are really very few immortals who can really promote the development of the Great Immortal Art and truly contribute to the Great Immortal Art!Most of the work that people do is worthless, meaningless, or even wrong.

The so-called Great Immortal Art is a tall tower built up little by little by generations of ancient immortals for tens of thousands of years, lighting lamps and boiling oil, pouring out blood and blood.

Even shortly before the catastrophe, the ancient immortals were still working hard to explore, trying to add a new layer to this tower.

"Well...the latest layer of their research has not been tested in actual combat, and it is all kinds of weird and unreliable. I won't take it!
"It is better to learn the old layers and the safe things from these documents."

Bai Mo thought this way and did the same thing. While reading, he copied down all the old and reliable things he found in the literature.

……

"Has the stock price of Bazhen Biology not gone up yet?"

In the office, Fang Xiaoyu stared at the computer screen with a solemn expression.

She looked at the project progress document and nodded suddenly.

"The supplier hasn't been completely finalized yet, and it hasn't been announced yet?"

This is not difficult to understand, after all, it is a huge project involving a lot, with complicated procedures and many processes.

The current speed and progress are already the result of countless people working overtime!

Bai Mo was beside him, holding his apprentice's tiger head and belly, rubbing its colorful and fat belly, and looking at Fang Xiaoyu.

"Have you also bought the shares of Bazhen Biology?"

Fang Xiaoyu nodded solemnly, with a desperate determination in his eyebrows!

"I bought all the down payment I saved into stocks!

“If we lose money, we will continue to rent a house.

"If you make money, the down payment will become the full payment!"

Bai Mo smiled awkwardly.

Keep looking at the computer screen and looking at your work.

In fact, the bidding for suppliers of brain-protecting nasal suction bottles is almost completed.

So far, only a few items have been finalized.

One of the items that is waiting for Bai Mo to make a decision is...the outer packaging.

In the documents sent by Professor Hong Anxi, the outer packaging of several bids has its own characteristics.

"This one is a glass bottle, very stable in nature.

“This bronze bottle is also a very good container for the brain-eating vine.

"This polymer composite bottle has a special design on the mouth of the bottle and is inserted into the nose, which will cause minimal irritation to the nasal mucosa..."

Dozens of suppliers provided dozens of solutions. Bai Mo looked at them one by one, and first got a general understanding of their strength and what they could produce.

Suddenly, the screen of his phone lit up.

Then I opened it and saw a message from Fang Yuan in the group group of Class 47, Grade [-], [-] Middle School.

[Our old class got into a lawsuit! 】

Laoban?

The head teacher of the high school, teacher Chen Xiulian?

Bai Mo instantly thought of the middle-aged female class teacher whose mother-in-law was her mother-in-law.

How did she end up in a lawsuit?
[Isn’t she already retired? 】

[Yes, she will retire after taking charge of our class]

Fang Yuan has been in touch with her all the time, so at this moment, she explained the ins and outs.

[She was signed by an education and training institution to work as a gold medal lecturer to earn money to help her son pay off the mortgage]

[As a result, I was cheated on the contract, and now I didn't teach a class, but owed hundreds of thousands to the education and training institution! 】

More and more high school classmates are being bombed out.

[My mother, how can there be such a reason? 】

[What the hell contract? 】

[Isn’t it too deceiving? 】

【what happened? 】

Li Lingling, who studies law, replied in the group.

[I asked the professor to help Lao Ban read the contract, her lawsuit is really hard to fight! 】

[The salary she signed with the education and training institution is very high!That contract is tricky, and if the lawsuit continues, it seems like she will really have to lose money]

[Can you ask Bai Mo for a favor? 】

[I told her the same way, asking her to ask Bai Mo for help, but she refused, she said she was sorry for Bai Mo...]

what?
Bai Mo frowned.

What happened?
　Thanks to the book friend Digital Brother 2179 for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)