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

Chapter 273 Is He Really a Genius?The wine vessel flower bursting in the wind!

Sitting in the tea room, Bai Mo adjusted a comfortable posture.

"Hey!"

Little Jinhuan sat in Master's arms, tore open a pack of small sausages, raised his paws and fed it into Master's mouth.

While eating, Bai Mo observed Mo Lanyou's fairy art with his spiritual sense.

His consciousness and pill fire quietly entered the seeds in Mo Lanyou's palm.

Expand the Danhuo electron microscope to observe the microscopic world inside the seed.

A seed has countless cells.

A cell contains a nucleus, chloroplasts, vacuoles and other structures.

Each cell is like a country, with fields, forests, waters, pavilions and pavilions inside... and the nucleus storing genetic information is like the country's archives.

"Hey!"

call……

Mo Lanyou's pill fire rune blasted towards the seed again!

Bai Mo saw that some of the cells in the seed were attacked by the pill fire.Each of these cell-states was greeted by a fire from heaven, and the fields, forests, and waters were burned by the fire from the sky... There were also a few fires from the sky, rushing to the archives of the cell-states, burning a considerable part of the materials in the archives to ashes!

This trick of immortality is really a transformation at the cellular level!
Bai Mo continued to look, and saw that the sky fire couldn't be restrained, and completely burned the cell country to ashes.

And as more and more cells are burned, the whole seed also turns into ashes.

Mo Lanyou took it for granted, brushed off the ashes from his palm, and continued to transform the next seed.

Bai Mo was next door, watching it again and again, slowly tasting it.

"If you want to transform this kind of seed, it is enough to just go to the archives of the Cell Nation.

"But the fairy art, looking at the posture, is a bit stupid. I'm afraid it's not that fine since it was created. In addition to moving the country's archives, it will also move some fields, forests, and waters... Or, to create this Immortal practitioners actually don't have the ability to see microscopically.

“He knows it, but he doesn’t know why.

“I only know that this can change the seeds, but I don’t know the specific principle.

"His magical skills were learned over and over again!
"It's like some ancient prescriptions. I know they can cure diseases, but I don't know why they can cure diseases. They are just tried out on each patient!"

Bai Mo picked up the iced black tea and took a sip, sighing in his heart.

These ancient immortals, forcibly tried out the magic of changing seed genes?

Can this magic be universal?

How many years and generations did they spend on research?

call……

In the next room, Mo Lanyou burned another seed.

Bai Mo smacked his lips.

"This fairy art is crude.

"This idiot Mo Lanyou is even rougher.

"What can be done by changing the archives, this fairy art has to affect some fields and water...

"In the hands of Mo Lanyou, the fairy art that affects the fields and waters can directly burn the entire cell..."

With a thought in his mind, the spiritual consciousness and pill fire were injected into the seeds in Mo Lanyou's hands, like the glazed light falling from the sky, protecting the fields, forests, and water pools in the cell country. Waiting for the arrival of Mo Lanyou's pill fire, it can only affect To the archives, only genes can be affected.

call……

Mo Lanyou's pill fire dissipated.

Even though the seed was protected by white ink, it was burnt black, dry and scorched.

Bai Mo was speechless when he heard Mo Lanyou exclaim!
"Fuck!
“This…this…smooth seed?

"Master, my immortal grass life writing technique can write a smooth seed!"

From the depths of his eyes, Gu Xian also looked out, his face full of astonishment.

Immortal Grass Destiny Art has already done great damage to the seeds!
Burning all the seeds into fly ash is a basic practice.

There are [-]% active cells left in the fly ash, which belongs to the entry level.

The remaining [-]% active cells in the fly ash are excellent.

With [-]% of the active cells left in the fly ash, you can leave your name on the ranking list of the Holy Land of Shuge!

As for the one in Mo Lanyou's hand, it turned out to be only scorched black, and it kept its original shape, even its appearance was smooth!

The white mist emerged, taking this seed into the dream.

Immortal Shishu stood up, held the seed, soaked it with spiritual consciousness, and confirmed that more than [-]% of the cells in this seed remained active!
He wiped his eyes and rubbed his temples to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"If you fail to write your life and fail to turn it into a three-leaf...then you can only be commemorated by a monument in the Holy Land.

"If the fate writing is successful, it will really be turned into a three-leaf... You are the number one genius in the Holy Land since ancient times!"

The white mist emerged and the seeds returned to the world. Mo Lanyou held the seeds with one hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his other hand. He opened his mouth and breathed heavily. He was ecstatic and ran to the side to find a flowerpot to put the seeds in. Fall down!
You can see a few leaves when the seed sprouts, and maybe you can see it sprouting tomorrow...or in the middle of the night today!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Mo Lanyou couldn't help laughing out loud.

Regardless of whether this kind of person can be changed into three leaves by writing his destiny, he is already a genius in the Holy Land of Book Pavilion!
After planting this one, he immediately ran back to the futon, grabbed another seed, and wanted to perform the Immortal Grass Destiny Technique again according to the feeling just now!

“Try it and see if I can repeat it!
"If I can, then I am a real genius!"

Deep in his eyes, Gu Xian stared out!

In the next room, Bai Mo twitched the corners of his mouth with a strange expression.

He doesn't care if Mo Lanyou is a real genius or a fake genius... But after thinking about it, he feels that adding a few more gems should be of great help to the progress of the project!
With this in mind, his consciousness went to the inside of Mo Lanyou's seed to protect the structure in the sub-cell.

……

ten minutes later.

Bai Mo and Xiao Jinhuan swept all the snack packaging bags from the table into the trash can, then got up and walked away.

In the next room, Mo Lanyou was sitting cross-legged on the futon, already looking up at the ceiling, his expression neither sad nor happy.

He has confirmed that he is a rare talent that can only be seen in a thousand years!

Thirty times in a row, the celestial grass life-writing technique succeeded ten times!
Get ten super seeds that have never appeared in history!
The ancient immortal in the depths of his eyes was even more sluggish, doubting life, wondering if he had become violent?
This apprentice, so perverted?
Why didn't you notice it before?

Mo Lanyou grabbed another seed, Yun Danfengqing, and used the immortal grass fortune-writing technique again!

call……

The tongue of flames scorched, leaving a speck of ashes.

"Oh, don't be afraid.

"Come again!"

……

The strong wind poured into the bronze hall.

Behind the table, Bai Mo is holding a pot of imitation vines, frowning and observing.

His consciousness has exploded, penetrated into the cells of the imitation vine, and even checked the biochemical reactions inside the vine.

"It was dark under the lamp, and I almost forgot that this thing is also one of the weeds.

"Perhaps we can find the original immortal energy in the nervous field from its body?"

Bai Mo guessed that there must be something strange about the original immortal energy in the nervous field!

Even if it exists, it cannot be observed by conventional means.

After studying the imitation vine for a long time without any results, he planted a crystal cardamom plant in the pot. When the imitation vine began to drill into the bark of the crystal cardamom, he continued to observe, keeping a close eye on the biochemical reactions in the vine.

brush……

A large flower arm outside the door stopped the car and brought down a large pile of documents.

"Hey..."

When it was about to call, it saw the silence gestures of the little big eyes and the bow tie in the hall, and after seeing the bronze table, the master's expression was extremely serious, and he even lowered his head slightly, leaning his forehead against the imitation vine, concentrating on it.

It quickly stood on tiptoe, wagging its tail, and walked lightly, tiptoeing into the hall.And lightly, put down the literature.

"Is that the original immortal energy?"

Bai Mo raised his head and frowned.

Just now, he seemed to observe some strange fluctuations in the imitation vine cells, but he seemed to be wrong.

The scale of this fluctuation was too small, making it difficult for him to see clearly and capture it.

"It's evil."

Three apprentices happened to deliver the washed documents.

Bai Mo grinned, then took the disciples into his arms, holding them and reading the literature.

"Oh? What is this? Transaction records?"

【...We asked for a deal from Yaochi Holy Land, and wanted to get their research records on the weeds...】

[...The Holy Land of Shuge also rejected us. Their immortal grass life writing technique seems to have gained part of the benefits from the evil grass...]

There is not much valuable information on each copper plate.

From a few words, Bai Mo learned that Qingyuedan Palace tried to buy the research data of the evil weed from the Holy Land back then?
"It's...it's okay.

"Qingyue Dan Palace has no ability to study weeds. Thousands of acres of medicinal fields were destroyed by the black ghost's eyes, so we went to the Holy Land to buy some information.

"Have you bought it yet?"

Bai Mo continued to flip through the pile of documents.

I scrolled through it all the time, but I couldn't find the purchased information.

"Forehead……"

The three apprentice foxes have jumped away.

Little Big Eyes and Bow Tie began to process the documents that Master had read.

The big flower arm rushed to the gate of the hall, and wanted to go back and start working.

Suddenly, Bai Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Big Flower Arm, I'm going on a business trip with Master!"

……

Beijiao base dormitory building.

The largest room on the top floor was empty, with only dense vines spreading from the floor, climbing up the walls, sealing the doors, sealing the windows, and covering the ceiling.

White mist suddenly rose from the empty bed.

In the white mist, Bai Mo sat up with his big flower arms in his arms.

He took away the vines that sealed the room, and heard the hurried footsteps of "step, step, step" outside.

"Quickly, go to the conference room on the first floor. There are ghost patrols in BH City. Let's go and see!"

BH city?
Slightly far!

With a thought in Bai Mo's mind, the fire toad balloon flew eastward at a height of [-] meters above his head, heading straight for BH City!
Then he put on his coat, hugged his apprentice, pushed open the dormitory door, and quickly went to the conference room on the first floor.

……

The meeting room was brightly lit and the atmosphere was solemn, and there were already dozens of people.

Chairman Chen Shu was wearing pajamas and a coat.

With dark circles under her eyes, Mo Lanyou seemed to have been awake.

Zhang Shan, Commissioner Gu Lin and others were also there.

Everyone either stood in front, or sat down casually, with serious expressions, looking at the projection screen.

Bai Mo hugged his apprentice and found a place to sit down.

On the big screen, it was a dark blue night sky!

The voice of the BH City Fairy Committee came out.

"Good evening, colleagues.

"The ghost patrolling the sky has come to BH City.

"Our unmanned fighter jet has flown up! Captured the most precious pictures for everyone!"

The large screen is divided into several pieces, in which there are different angles of view to shoot the sky.

Bai Mo saw that in the dark blue night sky, under the stars and moon, there were indeed huge white shadows, like smoke and mist, with grimaces on their faces and ghost claws stretched out, flying around like aimless jellyfish or fish. Flying high in the sky.

Zhang Shan sat next to Bai Mo.

"Oh? Didn't you say that you can't take pictures?"

Bai Mo guessed.

"Digital cameras can't shoot.

"It's possible that this is... a special, film camera?"

While speaking, several angles of view on the big screen suddenly vibrated violently and turned into snowflake noise again. It must be that the drone was destroyed by the ghost patrol.

The large screen becomes a dual viewing angle.

One is to shoot the sky from bottom to top.

One is the shooting scene, which seems to be on the roof of a high-rise building. More than a dozen people are wearing the uniform of the Immortal Committee, their waists are straight, they are facing the strong wind, facing the sky.

Zhang Shan introduced Bai Mo.

“This group of people are the top leaders of the BH City Immortal Committee.

"President, Sequence Seven, and Sequence Eight are all here!
"But they are enough to solve the ghost patrol... BH City has a behind-the-scenes boss who takes the path of the fairy weapon..."

Oh?
Bai Mo stared at the screen, suddenly feeling strange, what kind of magic is this ghost patrolling the sky?
Just listening to the live broadcast, there was a sudden rustling sound!

A long silver river, reflecting the moonlight, flew from a distance, cut through the night sky, went straight up to the sky, and rushed into the sky patrolling ghosts!

In the long silver river, there are one after another, the flying swords of the fairy master?

Can you win?

Suddenly, the sky condensed into dark clouds, thick and dark, which swallowed the Feijian River and covered the ghost patrolling the sky.

Just a moment later, a large area of ​​blood blurred out in the dark clouds, and silver rain began to fall again.

It turned out to be a flying sword, which was broken and shattered, and the fragments were carried by the night wind, and the defeated soldiers fell all over the sky!
There was an uproar in the meeting room.

Mo Lanyou wiped his eyes.

"Oh my god, how many exercises has Beihai boss completed?
"He lost...would he lose too easily?"

Chairman Chen Shu took out his mobile phone, waiting for instructions at any time, ready to respond at any time.

Sitting beside Bai Mo, Zhang Shan was also surprised.

"This... seems like a terrible loss, doesn't it?"

There were other immortal arts committee members whispering secretly next to them.

"No wonder our Xizhou boss didn't fight last night. It turns out that the ghost patrolling the sky is so powerful?"

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

On the big screen, the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated, revealing the stars and moon in the night sky.

Ghost Messenger Xuntian also disappeared.

Bai Mo is as disgusting as eating a fly... The fire toad balloon is still halfway, so this guy ran away?
On the screen on the other side of the big screen, I saw a silver light flying from the sky. It was a broad sword, like a small boat, which landed on the roof and rubbed against the ground to create sparks that slid into the North Sea. Among the high-level crowd of the Immortal Committee.

On the broad sword, a figure crouched, bloody, unconscious, slightly convulsed.

Is it the North Sea boss?

This is also a behind-the-scenes player, whose identity has not been disclosed before.

He was seriously injured this time and asked for help from the Beihai Immortal Committee?
Then everyone in Beihai ran forward, hugged the behind-the-scenes boss, first subconsciously wiped off the blood on his face, and was shocked to see that he... or she, was actually a woman!
Bai Mo watched the live broadcast, saw this unconscious woman from a distance, and felt familiar... She looks similar to Guan Yueling?

Guan Yueling is also from Beihai, could this woman be Guan Yueling's cousin?
……

On the rooftop, the night wind howled.

President Beihai hugged Beihai's behind-the-scenes boss, and was about to touch her veins.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange gaze behind him.

"It's bad. Will the Immortal Arts Committee present and the Ancient Immortal behind them want to take the opportunity to get rid of the boss behind the scenes?

"Turn the fairy art committee into a puppet, and forcefully get rid of this behind-the-scenes boss?"

President Beihai stretched out his hand and pointed to the two pots of wine vessels and flowers next to him!

Then I saw flowers in the shape of wine vessels swaying in the wind.

“I advise you not to act rashly and think twice before you act!
"My two pots of flowers may not be fake!"

Beihai's member of the Seven Immortals Sequence, his eyes were blurred, his expression was half asleep, and his voice was not right and had become hoarse.

"Where's the fool?
"Whether these two pots of yours are real or not, doesn't anyone among us know?"

The Immortal Arts Commissioner was like a phantom, flitting in front of the wine vessel flower.

Snapped!
With a slap, the fake wine vessel was crushed into powder, and the juice and debris were blown into the night wind.

　For the plot of Mo Lanyou, don't worry about being exposed.

　　This ghost patrols the sky, and there is a plot behind it.

　　Two updates are completed today.See you tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)