The ancient immortal revived, I trained 1 fox apprentices

Chapter 139 The Ancient Immortal Reached Out and Touched My Face
Dark clouds cover the mighty sky.

The wind blew across the vast mountains.

In the square on the mountainside, there is a furnace of medicinal soup, and the fragrance of the medicine is being swept away by the strong wind and drifting between the sky and the earth.

"It's done."

Bai Mo sat next to the alchemy stove and on the fishing deck chair, announcing the result.

From near to far in the square, hundreds of fox apprentices, one after another fiery red figures, jumped up and down immediately, cheering and celebrating!
"Ouch!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Some of them are carrying small shovels, some are holding small copper pots, and some are holding fire sticks!
Under the feet are the skins peeled off from the medicinal materials, or the smashed shells, or the dripping medicinal material juice!

At this time, they formed a circle, bouncing and bouncing, as if they had just completed a complicated project, and also seemed to be holding a primitive ceremony!
Bai Mo grinned, showing his white teeth.

The medicine refining skills of the apprentices are getting better and better. With their help, this smoked face soup can be refined.

"For such a big project, the ancient immortals don't have fox apprentices, what should they do?"

Bai Mo thought for a moment.

"Oh yes, they have slaves and companions. It is enough to support such a large-scale project.

"But what should the cultivators of this world do?"

Bai Mo thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have thought about this question before, and he had already had an answer.

"They don't have this trouble... because there is no need to make such a complicated medicine."

Spiritual consciousness is like an invisible wind, spreading out from the point between the eyebrows and going into the alchemy furnace.

Seeing that in the alchemy furnace, the medicinal soup has condensed into a fist-sized drop, milky white, with a misty texture.

When the consciousness moved again, the medicinal soup flew out of the alchemy furnace, flew through the air, and landed in Bai Mo's hands.

It feels cool and soft to the touch, like a water balloon.

"Okay, this part is done."

Counting the time, the volcanic smoky sponge in this world has just been completed.

He raised his head and said to his disciples.

"wait me back."

As soon as the words fell, white mist rose from under his feet, and he took the fishing deck chair under him, and the medicine soup water polo in his hand, and went to the world together.

……

call……

In this world, it is night, and the sky is full of stars and moons.

At an altitude of [-] meters, a strong wind blows.

The fire toad balloon was hidden in the clouds, fluttering and trembling slightly.

Suddenly, on the back of the balloon, there appeared a fishing deck chair, Bai Mo sitting on the chair, and the potion ball in Bai Mo's hand.

"Well, this is the first time I've come to such a high place."

call……

With the cold wind blowing from the night sky, Bai Mo lay on the fishing deck chair, crossed his legs, and slightly tightened the skirt of his clothes.

Looking up, it is a sapphire blue sky, a round moon, and a bright sea of ​​stars.

Looking down, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds, flowing in the strong wind, revealing the undulating mountains and forests below.

"Sponge...will wait a little longer."

……

Under the sky, on the top of the small volcano, engineers are debugging the equipment overnight.

"Is it still badly configured?

"What's the matter?

"Damn this group of outsourcers, they made a garbage system, the interface is so fucking stupid...

"Is there something wrong with the data given by Lao Wang?"

In the main control room, Tie Shiba bent over in front of the computer screen, frowning tightly, with an ugly expression on his face.

"How long have you been procrastinating, and you still can't figure it out?"

The engineers next to me were all embarrassed.

"This...you have to try it slowly."

"Let's call Professor Wang tomorrow morning."

Tie Shiba stood up, frowning.

"Wait a fart!

"Right now!"

The secretary next to him showed embarrassment.

"Call now? Professor Wang has already rested."

Tie Shiba shook his head.

"Fuck the phone. I can't understand it on the phone.

"Get a helicopter, go to his house, and bring him over to me!

"Do it now!
"In half an hour, I want to see someone else!"

……

Lava lakes not far away.

A hand floated out quietly, the eyes in the palm of the hand looked around, the eyeballs were dripping, reflecting the wisps of blue smoke from the volcanic lake... Yes, it was observing the blue smoke.

After a while, it froze for a moment, as if it had got some result, or had made some kind of determination.

It lay flat in the lava.

Just like an ordinary hand of flesh and blood, it caught fire and smoked in the magma, was burned to pieces, blackened, dried up, and then turned into black ash and blue smoke.

The blue smoke from the burning of this hand is mixed with the original blue smoke of the volcano, facing the night sky, towards the high altitude, soaring upwards with the night wind!
……

In a dream, a shady cave.

Wang Yuanbao squatted beside him, watching his master pawing documents, a pile of stone and copper plates.

"...volcanic smoked sponges, the finished texture varies depending on the sponge and the volcano.

"If it is subdivided, there are 130 four kinds of changes...

"No, not right.

"Most of these 130 types are recorded in the literature, but as far as I can see, there are 160 seven types based on texture, texture, smell, and feel.

"He can't tell, he can't tell..."

Wang Yuanbao was at the side, looking puzzled.

"Master, what are you mumbling about?"

The master finally got out of the shadow of the severed hand, and these days he was talking about it... Wang Yuanbao was very worried about the master's mental state.

Seeing that Bee Gu Xian raised his head and grinned.

"Hahaha, nothing, nothing."

……

[-] meters high.

Behind the fire toad balloon.

Bai Mo sat on the fishing deck chair, holding the medicinal soup ball in his left hand, and gently waved his right hand. The sponge that had just been refined flew out from under the belly of the fire toad balloon, crossed an arc, and flew into his right hand.

This sponge is the size of a palm, with a thick texture and a soft touch. Holding it in your hand is like holding another person's hand.

"here we go."

The consumption of smoked face soup is very special, which is very different from other medicines.

But Bai Mo dipped the sponge in his right hand into the medicinal soup in his left hand, and then wiped it on his face.

The sponge was getting closer and closer to his face, about to touch the corner of his jaw and enter the blind spot of his vision.

At this moment, the shape of the sponge was quietly changing, with outlines suddenly appearing, with bumps and bumps appearing, and it was secretly deforming, becoming... a slender and old hand.

Astonishingly, it was the hand of an ancient immortal, burned to the ground in the magma, turned into green smoke and ascended to the sky, and was reborn with the help of a sponge, at this time it was about to touch Bai Mo's face!
At this moment, Bai Mo muttered to himself, and what he said could only be heard by the wind whizzing past high above.

"...the volcanic smoky sponge, a common form in the literature, has 130 species.

"There are also ancient immortals who have summed up 160 seven kinds.

"There are also ancient immortals, summed up into 360 five types.

"But... If in my opinion, this thing doesn't need to be considered so complicated at all, what kind of texture, touch, color, smell, texture... all can be ignored, and the essence can be classified into seven types. kind.

"This smoky sponge of mine is actually layered?

"The latter layer belongs to the third type, the normal form.

"The previous layer is very confusing. The texture, texture, touch, and color are all similar, but in essence, it does not belong to one of the seven types, but it is passive."

The hand protruding from the sponge couldn't hear Bai Mo's words, and his five fingers were slightly bent at this moment!hard!Tendons tense fiercely!The fingertips revealed ferocity, so she wanted to touch Bai Mo's face...

Without a sound, I touched it.

But what he touched was not Bai Mo's face.

It was a bronze mask that was blocked by white ink.

The face of the mask was still crying, and a black, foul fire was still burning on one side of the mask.

The moment the hand in the sponge touched the mask, the black flames twisted into a strand, like a poisonous snake, leaping onto the sponge!Wrap your fingers in the sponge and bite your palms in the sponge!

"very good."

The mask is clean, and the expression on the mask returns to a smiling face.

The emerald green danhuo silently cuts the sponge, cutting off the polluted part instantly, leaving only the correct and pure layer.

Bai Mo held the mask, with the medicinal soup floating beside him, holding a pure layer of sponge, controlled the fire toad balloon, and instantly flew away with a "sizzling" sound, facing the night wind, and flew to the distant sky full of stars.

Only the palm of the polluted sponge wrapped in black flames remained, floating here alone, engulfed by the night wind, and fell downward.

call……

The black flame exploded!

clack clack...

This hand seemed to sense something abnormal, and began to twist and struggle. The sponge body made the sound of joint struggle!

The wrinkles and age spots on the hands twisted and flowed quickly, and even arranged and combined into a complicated rune... But it was useless, it couldn't stop the black flame!

The hand of the ancient fairy who was reborn by the sponge was unstoppably ignited, regardless of wrinkles, age spots or reorganized runes, they were all ignited without distinction!

call……

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, the sponge hand is burning and expanding, and it gradually swells like a balloon!
Bang!
The loud noise resounded through the night sky. It exploded and turned into a dirty black fire cloud in the sky. It fainted over the Xiling Mountains, was blown away by the night wind, and finally disappeared between the sky and the earth. .

……

Dreamland, in a cool cave.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Guxian Bee looked at her broken wrist, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart.

Pay a huge price and send this hand out of the dreamland!

And found a wonderful opportunity to let it enter the volcanic smoke sponge.

"The people who can use that thing are all Sequence Sevens.

"No way, I can have one more Sequence Seven puppet.

"With this puppet here, my confidence in escaping from birth and returning to the world will be even greater!"

He and that hand have been completely cut off.

Letting go of this hand is like dropping an unintelligible pawn on a chessboard, and I don't know when it will be used.

But he grinned ferociously, and his heart was full of anticipation.

There are too few opportunities to settle down in this world.What's more, the timing and location of his move is a rare opportunity in a lifetime!
The fat man next to him, Wang Yuanbao, looked at his master and suddenly made a sound.

"Master, why are you smirking?

"Is there anything good?"

I lost my hand two days ago, and Master has been very depressed.

Now Master's ugly face began to smirk again.

Could it be that he was stimulated to be stupid?

Shouldn't it be drawn?
The little fat man stepped forward and touched Master's chest.

Snapped!
Bee Guxian knocked off the little fat man's hand.

"What are you doing!

"Why are you still playing tricks? Can you show more respect to your master?"

The little fat man withdrew his hands and smiled.

But he listened to the master seriously.

"Recently, pay attention to the news about Xiling Small Volcano.

"Uh...not necessarily.

"Anyway, pay attention to it, and if there is any, tell Master."

The little fat man nodded, remembering.

……

Xiling Mountains.

Glade, camping tent.

The man in the outdoor jacket put down his binoculars and was dumbfounded.

"What the hell was that in the sky just now?
"It's not smoke, is it?
"Is it cloud? Or fire? Black?"

That big group of things left a deep impression on him.

It was obviously something floating in the sky, and it was blown away by the wind, but for some reason, the impression left on him was...dirty!

The companion next to him has already used Polaroid to print out the photos he just took.

"Look, this is it."

Several people approached, and saw that the scene just now could not be reproduced at all in the photos.At first glance, it looks like the photo has been smudged.

"I can't shoot the effect, forget it."

……

A hidden hill.

Two men in black sportswear, hiding in the canopy of the trees, raised their heads and saw the black fire clouds floating in the sky from afar.

"What it is?"

Their voices trembled faintly.

One can see the dirty black fire cloud at a glance, blown away by the strong wind, revealing the clear sea of ​​stars.

They had never seen this scene before, nor could they understand it!

"Forget it, let's go!
"Now I kind of believe that Su Yaoyao might really hook up with the Xizhou boss.

"The military factory of the committee has a lot to do with the Western State boss. The water is too deep. It's not something we can get involved in or plan for."

After the words fell, the two nodded, turned and left, and disappeared into the vast forest.

……

Small volcano summit.

In the main control room, next to Tie Shiba, the female secretary was frowning.

"Committee, Professor Wang has already boarded the plane.

"His student called and said that the professor crawled out of the bed with a lot of grievances, and he was not in a good mood at the moment.

"Do you want to pick him up from the plane yourself?

"Calm him down?"

Tie Shiba took it for granted while looking at the computer screen and operating the control software.

"Why should I pick him up?

"Of course you will pick it up.

"The old man is very angry at night, you go to pick it up, and get scolded by him first to calm him down. I will show up again, talk to him about the project in a friendly manner, and let him help us solve the problem. It's just right.

"go quickly."

The secretary twitched the corners of her mouth, and there were ten thousand words in her heart, "Mom sells criticism", but she couldn't say it.

I had no choice but to nod and walked out of the door of the main control room.

The night wind was cold, and she tightened her clothes.

He raised his head, but saw that the starry sky today was extraordinarily clear, and the bright sea of ​​stars was shaking like water waves.

"The stars and shadows are crumbling, the sky is like a vault and people are drunk, is that what you are talking about?"

Inexplicably, the small volcano tonight made her feel very at ease.

It seems that there are no potential threats and hidden dangers, no sneaky things hiding in the dark, and some only have careers that are about to start.

"His grandma, if you are scolded, you will be scolded.

"Anyway, there will be no less meat.

"Our journey is in the sea of ​​stars!"

……

High in the sky, the fire toad balloon floated back again.

Bai Mo sat on the fishing deck chair, behind the balloon, with a sponge in one hand, and a medicinal soup in the other hand, dipped in the medicinal soup and wiped it on his face.

"It's kind of like skin lotion."

The cheeks are clear and cool.

Every time you wipe it, you can feel that the pores are opened and the senses are opened, as if this face can feel every trace of the wind in the air.

Of course, this is all incidental... What the smoked face soup really strengthens is the sense of spirituality!It is the perception and prediction of danger!

After a while, all the skin care lotion was wiped off, and the sponge turned into dross, which was useless, and was scattered by the white ink and scattered in the night sky.

Bai Mo felt that the spiritual platform was clear, and the spiritual sense had never been so strong!

"Ugh?"

He had a supernatural sensation.

It turned out that the newly purified bronze mask was shaking in his pocket.

What is this mask for?

Bai Mo was about to take it out to have a look, but felt that the pocket suddenly became lighter and empty, and the mask disappeared.

"What the hell?
"This ungrateful thing, just after you purify it, it will run away?"

　Thank you Chen Paopao for your reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)