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

Chapter 97 As long as Master notices, there will be no problem
The two reporters simply took a few groups of photos, no interviews or videos, so they followed Fang Xiaoyu and left.

The office door was closed, and Bai Mo continued to give lectures.

"Okay, let's move on to the physics part. Let's talk about the common model of electromagnetic induction..."

The same class, for different people, the length of time is different.

For Wu Qingyun, this class passed quickly, and all she heard was useful knowledge, including sorting out and reviewing, as well as improving and raising points.

For Zhang Shan and Lu Yang, this class was extremely long.Although these knowledge points are old acquaintances, old acquaintances, when I really started to learn, I realized that I have long been a stranger to them.

……

"...Okay, today's class is over. The content is also finished.

"You pay attention to review.

"If you still don't understand, you can leave me a message on WeChat.

"I have after-sales service."

Bai Mo announced the dismissal of get out of class.

Seeing Wu Qingyun standing up, holding the notebook, her brows and eyes were dull, her face expressionless, but she said very politely, "Thank you teacher, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, she even bowed slightly and bowed, only when she heard Bai Mo say "goodbye", she walked away.

The other three students, who were more familiar with Bai Mo, were less polite.

Seeing Zhang Shan stretching his waist, Lu Yang yawned, Yu Tingting heaved a sigh of relief.

"Haha, get out of class is finally over.

"There are no other tasks today, let's rest first."

A few old classmates sat in the office and chatted for a while.

"Has Wu Qingyun gone to training again?"

"She is very busy every day, training, studying, psychological counseling, and doing missions... Is she only doing these four things?"

"And eat and sleep."

"Haha."

"It's like a robot, it feels so hard."

Sitting next to Bai Mo, he caught the word "psychological counseling", Wu Qingyun...is there really a psychological problem?

As a little girl who is about to take the college entrance examination, is she carrying too many things on her body?
Suddenly, the office door was opened, and Fang Xiaoyu came in with his head.

"Ugh?

"What about the two reporters?

"They both said they wanted to come back to this office and take a few more photos. Are you here?"

Bai Mo, Zhang Shan and the others looked at each other.

"Not here."

"After leaving with you, they never came back."

In the meeting room, fell into silence.

Two reporters lied?

Where did they go?
Zhang Shan immediately took out his mobile phone and called the Graphic Investigation Section.

"Team Wang, two reporters came to take pictures on the sixteenth floor of Block A, but they are missing now. Please adjust the surveillance..."

……

The elevator descends quickly.

In the elevator, the young reporter boy in a white sweater was holding a camera with a look of panic on his face.

"Boss, are you alright?

"This is the Immortal Art Committee, if there is trouble here, the editor-in-chief will scold us to death!
"Maybe... they will drive us away."

The boss of the reporter is already a middle-aged man, wearing a work uniform vest, with both hands in his pockets, it doesn't matter if he stabs.

"Scared ass.

"If you make a mess, if you don't find the material, you will be scolded to death by the editor-in-chief.

"There is a mess, but if we find out the information, the editor-in-chief will scold at most."

The elevator stopped sometimes, and sometimes people came in and out. Seeing that these two people were wearing cameras and press cards, he was not suspected.

When the Graphic Investigation Division dug out the surveillance cameras and found the traces of these two people, they had already taken the elevator to the B[-] floor of the building.

The elevator door opened, and on the metal nameplate on the opposite wall, there were three large characters... "Training ground".

The boss of the reporter smiled "hehe".

"Here it is, come on, come with me!

"I taught you about the memory card, remember it."

The younger brother of the reporter followed the boss with his camera in his hand, sneaking in like a thief. "The thing about the memory card", the boss once taught him... His camera is specially modified, there are two card slots, two memory cards, and they store the same things.If you are caught secretly taking pictures, hand over one of the memory cards and hide the other in your belt buckle.

……

Turning around the entrance corridor, you can see that the training ground is a huge and empty place. Rows of light tubes on the ceiling cast light, and the floor is made of rubber.Thick pillars, piles of strange metal plates and wooden boards block the line of sight.

At first glance, it looks like an underground parking lot under renovation.

The boss of the reporter lowered his voice while sneaking forward against the wall.

"I heard a tip before that they were practicing immortal arts, and the waste was serious.

"Today, we just capture and waste, understand?
"When the manuscript is sent out, it will immediately become a hot search!"

The reporter brother frowned.

"What are they wasting?"

The boss of the reporter suddenly stopped and looked at a pile of metal fragments in front of him.

"Come here!"

Two reporters squatted in front of the hill, picked up the metal fragments, and began to observe...

"Isn't this a waste of things?"

It turned out that these were all metal plates a few centimeters thick... Such a thick metal plate must not be cheap.But they are all cut into mahjong-sized cubes.

"Why are they trashing the sheet metal?"

The reporter took out his camera and took pictures from various angles.

His camera has been specially modified so that it can take pictures without making a sound. It is extremely quiet at this time, only the slight mechanical sound of "clicking" when he presses the shutter again and again can be heard.

Sudden……

Bang!
A loud noise resounded throughout the training ground, scaring the reporter's camera from his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "click".

"Fuck, what's going on?

"Is the camera broken?"

He was about to pick it up when suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder.

Looking back, it was Zhang Shan and Lu Yang.

At this time, Zhang Shan and Lu Yang had deep and serious expressions.Paired with a uniform, coupled with the looming blood stains on the uniform, compared with the stupid student who had scribbled notes in class just now, he completely changed his appearance, exuding a majestic aura.

"No need to pick it up.

"It's going to be destroyed anyway."

The reporter's younger brother was so frightened that his face turned pale.

There are two memory cards in the camera, but I didn't have time to dig them out.

The boss of the reporter was more aggressive, and hurriedly said, "Our editor-in-chief..."

Zhang Shan smiled coldly, cut his arm backwards, and picked him up.

"Don't worry about him.

"Go grab his car, it's already on the way."

……

The two reporters were taken away by Zhang Shan and Lu Yang.

Yu Tingting, Bai Mo, and Fang Xiaoyu stood by, feeling very sad.

"These two reporters are quite wild.

"I actually wanted to hang out and take a sneak shot."

Bang!
Another loud noise resounded throughout the training ground.

Bai Mo raised his head. From his angle, he could see that not far away, Wu Qingyun was training with a sword.

She put on her armor again, and in her hand was an ordinary alloy long sword, the blade was covered with a thin layer of blood, and she was slashing at the thick metal plate!

For such a large-scale metal plate, even if it is cut by laser cutting or wire electric discharge, it will take some effort.

And Wu Qingyun was holding an ordinary alloy sword, which was only covered with a layer of blood, but with a loud "bang", the metal plate was cut in two!

"Oh? The source of power is the blood?"

Sword Immortal Path Sequence Eight, [Blood Sword], open up the Dantian secret storehouse.The immortal energy in the secret store is called [Blood Water].

Bai Mo's consciousness came out quietly, and he quickly figured out the secret of the bloody water.It turned out that the blood was attached to the blade, seemingly calm, but actually flowing and vibrating at high speed!
It looks like a sword smeared with blood, but its actual effect is comparable to a chainsaw with ultra-high power and ultra-high hardness!

When the sword was struck, debris from the section of the iron plate was scattered, scratches were dense, and it was riddled with holes!
If this sword were to strike a person, the skin would be torn apart, the pieces would splash randomly, and a big wound would be cut on the boss!
This is the strength of Sequence Eight of Sword Immortal Path?

……

Bai Mo and the others did not disturb Wu Qingyun's cultivation, and turned to leave.

While walking, I suddenly recalled Chen Anjing, recalling those innocent heads she beheaded in the mall...

The wound she slashed was smooth and smooth... When she slashed, did you use [Blood Water] on the sword?
If it is used, then why is the wound she cut through flesh and blood even smoother than the wound Wu Qingyun cut through metal?

Is it because of stronger control over blood?

That is the so-called genius?
Bai Mo couldn't be sure, and didn't bother to think too much, and left with Fang Xiaoyu and Yu Tingting.

……

The sky over Fox Mountain, as always, was cloudy.

The strong wind blows through the mountains, the square on the mountain, and the busy foxes.

Bai Mo was sitting on the fishing chair, and was making Huaihuo soup together with hundreds of apprentice foxes!

"Purple round pears, slice them immediately!"

"Three folds of grass, all straightened for later use."

"Silver cotton, soaked in water."

The master passed down the orders one by one, and the disciples followed them immediately.

……

In the material preparation area around the alchemy furnace, foxes were holding short knives, long swords, or hammers, processing various short-acting medicinal materials.

Among them, Bai Zhuozhao is holding a broken bronze sword, and is quickly cutting purple round pears. After cutting a pear, the fox claw wipes it, and the pear slices are neatly arranged on the plate!

The wound of the pear slice encounters air and oxidizes quickly.From purple to blue... had to cut fast enough to get nearly the same amount of oxidation in each slice.

White Claw grinned.

In the past, the cutting skills of the brothers were not good enough to meet this requirement, and the master often had to spend a lot of trouble.But now, after practicing swordsmanship, it is competent enough to save the master from these troubles!
……

Between the material preparation area and the alchemy furnace, foxes ran back and forth, taking away freshly cut medicinal materials, or medicinal materials prepared in advance, and putting them into the alchemy furnace according to the master's order.

Just when the round purple pear slices on the plate oxidized to blue, Scud ran over, took them away, climbed onto the scaffolding on the east side of the stove, and waited at the mouth of the alchemy stove.

The liquid in the alchemy furnace was boiling, Gululu ran out of bubbles, and light red steam rose up, scorching hot!

But Scud didn't care, it waited here with a pear slice, the fox stared at it, and waited for the color of the pear slice to continue to oxidize, from blue to green, and then to orange... At this moment, according to Master According to his orders, pour it into the alchemy furnace!

It grinned, showing its canine teeth.

In the past, when it administered medicine, it could not grasp the timing, which caused Master to spend a lot of trouble.But now it has rich experience and is especially able to seize fleeting opportunities!

After throwing it away, it turned around and jumped off the scaffolding to make way for the brothers waiting in line behind to inject the medicine.

……

At the foot of the alchemy furnace, Big Head and the three senior brothers held a long pole in each of their claws, listening to the master's orders.Or open the valve, or close the valve, or let the valve half open... They have used the pill furnace to make popcorn several times, and they are already familiar with the control of this valve.

Next to the big head, three brothers, black tail, black nose, and black eye, are fanning the flames of the pill furnace... Their usual job is to light the fire in the kitchen, and they have a lot of experience in lighting fire.

At this time, the burning fire below the alchemy furnace was ignited by them.

It is they who join the crackling and burning logs of the fire.

The firewood next to it is a mess of all kinds of wood, some are dry firewood, some are wet firewood, some are oily, some are less oily...all are useless discarded scraps from the fox yam field.But they usually use this kind of wood to light the fire in the kitchen, so it's handy at this time!

It's even very leisurely, and I have time to chat with the big head next to me "Awwhhhh".

Master's voice came from not far away.

"Fire!"

Then Heiwei picked out two long and thick tung tree logs from the pile of firewood and stuffed them into the fire.

Immediately, the flames exploded, and the tongues of fire danced wildly, licking the pill furnace.

……

Bai Mo sat on the recliner, looked up at the apprentices from time to time, and gave them orders.

Everyone is not busy and has enough time to complete tasks.But they are very serious, cautious, and dare not be sloppy.

"Everything is going well."

Both his consciousness and pill fire entered the pill furnace to control the calcination and transformation of medicinal materials in it.

Divine consciousness observed that the fire lotus was floating up and down in the furnace.The flames of its petals merged with the pill fire, and spread out like streamers, stirring the medicinal soup, brushing through various medicinal materials in the soup, burning the medicinal materials to ashes, and absorbing the medicinal properties!

The flames of the petals change in color accordingly, stained with the colors of various medicinal materials, and become colorful and colorful, like gasoline leaking from a puddle on a rainy day... and slowly merge these colors into a strange dark red.

……

Beside the furnace, three pairs of fox eyes with black tail, black nose and black eye circles are staring at the fire under the furnace.

Suddenly feel dark circles, as if something is wrong?

Just now, when two pieces of tung oil were added to the fire, the flame did become bigger and the heat became stronger, but why, one of the oil tung trees seemed to have burned out?Has it turned gray?This thing is obviously quite resistant to fire, what's going on this time?

"Ouch?"

"Huh?"

"Aww?"

The three foxes talked about each other and began to discuss this matter.

None of them have encountered such a situation.

At this time, one by one scratched their ears and scratched their scalps, but they didn't know why.

Are you going to tell Master?
What they don't know is that in the pile of firewood under the stove, under the jumping and licking flames, under the crackling firewood, at some point, a puddle of dark oil has accumulated!This puddle of oil didn't burn, it was quiet, and hid there, hiding in the ashes.

The black eye made the brothers resist first, and was about to tell the master.

Suddenly, I heard Master's order coming again.

"Change to medium heat and close the east and west valves."

Time for a change of pace?
The black-eyed circle decisively raised its front paws, and let out an "Aww" to let the master look over!
It believes that as long as the master notices, any problem will be discovered and any problem will be solved!

(End of this chapter)