Under the dark clouds, the wind howled.
In the Bronze Hall, on a side wall, sixteen whiteboards, arranged in four rows and four columns, were attached to the wall.
A marker controlled by Divine Sense floated in mid-air, scribbling and drawing on the whiteboards.
Each whiteboard was bought from Taobao, asuring one ter by two ters. When combined, the sixteen boards presented quite a grand sight.
However, the writing on the whiteboards wasn’t large, in fact, it was small and densely packed.
A myriad of flow charts, diagrams, and structural sketches filled every inch of space, drawn intricately and delicately.
"These Supernatural Techniques... Great Immortal Techniques involve quite a few aspects."
The Great Immortal Technique is the standard translation of the Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s language.
Bai Mo sat in a reclining fishing chair at the foot of the wall, his head slightly lifted, looking at the contents of the whiteboards, examining the full picture of the Great Immortal Technique [Purple Dragon Climb].
What was written on all these blackboards was actually just an outline.
As Bai Mo looked on, he occasionally used Divine Sense to control an eraser, wiping away so content, then used Divine Sense to control the marker to fill in and correct certain parts.
"Ying ying ying?"
Small and Big Eyes, who was watering flowers in the hall, sotis tilted its head to look over.
It didn’t understand what the master was doing, but it looked very impressive!
"ao ao ao?"
Butterfly Knot, tearing open a bud, also looked towards the master.
What the master was working on seed quite troubleso?
Bai Mo rested his chin on his hand, pondering for a long ti.
"The Great Immortal Technique I’m learning seems to be incomplete?
"When casting this thing, regardless of its power, it largely depends on luck and personal character, as it might... misfire?
"It’s possible that a large amount of Primordial Immortal Qi is poured in, only to be wasted, resulting in no effect in the end?"
Bai Mo smacked his lips.
At this mont, a car stopped outside the hall.
Quanquan Hu, White Ears, and Black Ears, excitedly rushed in holding a large pile of docunts.
"Ying ying ying!"
"Ao ao ao!"
"Ying ying ying!"
They rushed through the flowers and plants in the hall, hurried up, gently laid down the docunts, and began gesturing and speaking in their fox language, explaining to the master.
The Bronze Mask floated beside Quanquan Hu, looking quite excited as well.
Bai Mo watched for a while, understood their intent, then smiled broadly, pulling these little ones into his embrace.
He rubbed Quanquan Hu’s chubby belly, brushed the dirt off Black Ears’ shoulders, and picked the dried grass clippings off White Ears’ belly.
"Did you find a rich vein? Got a whole lot of docunts?
"Let’s see what all of this is."
Bai Mo picked up a Stone Slab, rubbed it twice, and began reading... he found, as if by coincidence, that this newly unearthed material was research docuntation on the Great Immortal Techniques from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty!
"This is quite nice indeed."
The excavation route of Fox Mountain, from the outskirts of the ruins towards the core of the Pill Palace, was naturally uncovering more advanced things. Bai Mo’s learning speed was also sufficient to match the pace of the excavation.
He rubbed his disciples’ chubby bellies, making them snore comfortably, while holding docunts in the other hand to read.
When reading halfway through, he couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.
"Turns out it’s not my learning that’s the problem... but this thing itself has issues!"
Strictly speaking, the Great Immortal Techniques from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty are all semi-finished products.
Regardless of the skill level, when casting, there is always a chance of failure, a chance of a misfire.
It’s just that with higher skill levels, the success rate is a bit higher, while with lower skill levels, the success rate is lower.
[...There was once a Celestial Immortal, fighting against a Fallen Immortal, initially having the upper hand, victory within grasp. But a single use of the Great Immortal Technique Purple Dragon Climb misfired, and the Fallen Immortal counter killed him...]
Bai Mo sighed deeply.
Why do the things from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty always have so flaws?
There seems to be little that’s completely reliable?
After a brief rest in the master’s arms, the disciples ran off with cries of "ao ao", jumping into the car and heading back to the excavation site to continue their work.
Bai Mo continued reading the docunts, going through them ticulously, gradually gaining comprehension.
The Great Immortal Technique research from the Ancient Immortal Dynasty had been ongoing for thousands of years. The research direction had two main objectives, one was to improve the success rate, and the other was to enhance the power.
Through generations of painstaking effort, over thousands of years of iterative optimization, the Great Immortal Technique had beco much stronger than it initially was. Both the success rate and the power had seen significant improvent.
"No wonder we’ve only found a few types of Great Immortal Technique over and over again."
"Turns out, even the Ancient Immortals hadn’t fully mastered them."
Despite the complaints, Bai Mo still obediently picked up the docunts left by the Ancient Immortals, reading and studying them one by one.
"In the end, this thing requires consuming Primordial Immortal Qi, to practice and experience it directly."
"But not right now... I’ll study so more, at least until I have learned all the accumulation of the Ancient Immortals, before attempting."
...
In the dining hall of Fox Mountain.
Figures in fiery red surrounded small stone tables.
"Ying ying ying!"
Hu Toujian raised the lotus seed mooncake of the night, smiling broadly.
Though he didn’t know the aning of the mooncake, it tasted fantastic!
"Ao ao ao!"
Nearby, his brothers Leopard Head Shoulder, Star Belly, and others also ate with delighted faces.
As they ate, they began to chat about the new acquaintances they had made in the present world.
As this topic ca up, the atmosphere grew a bit strange.
"Ying ying ao ao, ao ao ao..."
In recent days, the new acquaintances had stopped playing with them!
Upon seeing them, they even avoided them from afar, for so unknown reason.
"Ying ying ying, ao ao?"
Hu Toujian frowned, asking if the new acquaintances had gotten beaten up again?
Sun Belly, who had just returned from the present world, quickly shook his head.
"Ying ying ao ao..."
The new acquaintances no longer got beaten up!
The new acquaintances were getting better and better at fighting, making a na for themselves in the residential compound, even the older kids couldn’t beat them!
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