The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　The sea of ​​powder is flying, fragrant.

　　 Sima Annan and Yuan Bai followed behind Wen Xiuqi, the master of the Taoist palace, and walked slowly among the paths of thousands of peach trees.

　　 Young Master Sima, in white clothes fluttering and shaking his folding fan, raised his hand and gently picked a piece of peach blossoms flying in the air, then put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, and sighed sincerely:

　　 "Taozhiyaoyao, shining brightly, the old man's ten-mile peach blossom forest is really enviable. No wonder the older generations call Mr. Wen the Peach Blossom Fairy."

　　 "Whether there are immortals in the world is still unknown. Calling immortals is an old man, just a bad old man who makes wine, and sells some peach blossoms for some wine money."

　　 The vicissitudes of life came from the old man in front, with the mellowness after time settled, like a pot of old wine, and then Sima Annan's vigorous response sounded.

　　 "This peach blossom wine brewed by Mr. Wen is hard to find. If you sell it, why not sell it?"

　　 "Wine wine is all based on Yaxing, how can this gold and silver be measured."

　　 "Mr. Elegant!"

　　 Sima Annan held a fist forward slightly and flattered, making the old man in front of him laugh.

　　 The three of them continued to walk forward between the sea of ​​powder. Moyue Banzhuxiang, a thatched hut appeared in the front line of sight. The old gentleman who was walking in front quickened his pace a little, and at the same time spoke lightly:

　　 "When I was young, I asked many people what the name of this ten-mile peach forest should be, and got some suggestions, but in the end the old man chose the most favorite one, called Shilihong."

　　 "Taoyuan is only in Jinghu Lake, the shadows fall and the waves are ten miles red."

　　 Next to Sima Annan, a young scholar who was looking directly at the silent, Yuan Bai, suddenly chanted a poem, while Wen Xiuqi in front of him glanced back in surprise, and asked quite unexpectedly:

　　 "This little brother has heard this poem. It is really rare. It was chanted by the master when he stepped out of Jinghu, one of the eight forbidden places in China, and it was the old man who was with him at that time."

　　 After the old man's somewhat proud words, Sima Annan, who was shaking the folding fan, spoke softly:

　　 "That must be the red peach forest of the palace ten miles, and it has a deep connection with one of the eight forbidden places, Jinghu."

　　 "Heaven's secrets cannot be said."

　　 Mr. Wen smiled lightly, then raised his right hand and waved forward slightly, the peach forests on both sides around it seemed to retreat automatically, and the three of them appeared in front of the thatched hut in an instant.

　　 "Blessed are you two, there is just a jar of peach blossom wine to open today, wait a moment, the old man will come and fetch it."

After Mr. Wen finished speaking, he slowly walked under a peach blossom tree, squatted down, dug out a head-sized wine spy from the ground, then looked up and down carefully, nodded in satisfaction, got up and walked back slowly. .

Two cups of virgin skin-like fruit juice were poured into the cup on the counter table. The strong aroma of the wine made the cranes living in the peach forest come together one after another, and then fell on the ground, standing in rows, eagerly eager. Watching.

　　 Sima Annan and Yuan Bai first saluted the old man, then held the wine glass with both hands, while taking a sip, closing their eyes.

　　 If Xuan Tian wine, the first strongest of the summer, is hot and bursting, then this peach blossom wine is slightly sweet and rich in life essence.

The peach blossom wine is not strong, but it is full of stamina. Therefore, the faces of the two young people from the Baidi Palace are already covered with red, and the eyes of the scholar Yuanbai are slightly turning, thinking about how to make this world number one. Wait, the peach blossom wine that ordinary people have drunk all their lives secretly took home to taste for their wife.

　　The beard and hair are all white, but the ruddy-faced Mr. Wen lifted the wine glass and drank it in one fell swoop, and then asked lightly:

　　 "The two came from the White Emperor's Palace, what did your Majesty have to bring to the old man?"

　　 "It's not your majesty, it's me asking for help in private."

　　 Sima Annan put down his wine glass and shook his head in response. Although the life essence contained in this peach blossom wine is of great benefit to him, he and Yuan Bai both knew that big things were important, so after taking a sip, they stopped to raise the glass.

After Sima Annan's heroic voice fell, the sitting old man Wen Xiuqi straightened his body, and the vastness of the aura gradually came out, and even the entire flying peach forest stopped for an instant. The voice of vicissitudes and solemn faintly surrounds the thatched house.

　　 "The purpose of the Dao Palace is to teach and educate people. I wonder what advice the two of you can give to the old man?"

　　 Facing the suddenly changing ten-mile red peach forest, Sima Annan and Yuan Bai's complexion remained the same, their backs were straight, and then they looked directly at the opposite side and spoke softly:

　　 "There have been some variables in the Southwestern War, so your majesty arranged for the next task, but I feel that my ability is weak and I am not strong enough, so I went to the Dao Palace to look for the old palace lord and want some help."

　　 "Nanban Jungle?"

　　 Mr. Wen murmured to himself, his eyes were thinking, then his eyes narrowed, and he continued to ask:

　　 "Could it be the Valley of Giants?"

　　 "In connection with this, it is known that there has been an overhaul of a human race in the land of the Nanban, who, for the remnants of the previous dynasty, had the idea of ​​the Valley of the Giants, so his Majesty was very angry and asked him not to leave the Nanban."

　　 "How old is this overhaul?"

　　 Mr. Wen looked at Sima Annan's eyes, his eyes burning, and the latter also had sharp eyes, and responded:

　　 "Half saint on triple!"

　　 "It's big enough, just by Dao Palace, maybe not enough!"

　　 Old Mr. Wen raised his hand to fill the glass in front of him and drank it in one fell swoop. Opposite him, Sima Annan with a solemn face continued to speak:

　　 "Since I have come to seek help from Dao Gong with a cheeky, the rest will naturally come along."

　　 After Sima Annan's voice fell, Taoist Palace Master Wen Xiuqi gently stroked the rim of the wine glass on the table with his fingers, and fell into thinking.

　　 Just as the old man was thinking, scholar Yuan Bai suddenly said the last sentence:

　　 "Your Majesty is merciful and willing to give the water of purification, the water of life and other divine things as rewards."

　　 Hearing the words, the old man Wen Xiuqi raised his head, obviously showing interest, then he shook his head lightly, and said lightly:

"If you are twenty years younger, the old man will be tempted by himself. I will tell the other great masters of Dao Palace what you mean, but in any case, please tell your Majesty that there will be at least one Palm Origin Realm in Dao Palace going to Nanban ."

　　 "Let me go!"

　　 The old man Wen Xiuqi's voice hadn't fallen yet, and an elegant and indifferent voice sounded directly from a distance.

A few people turned their heads and looked at it. A touch of purple appeared among the thousands of peach trees. A middle-aged man wearing a purple robe slowly stepped forward. The cranes who were standing in the line raised their necks and screamed. Naruto.

　　Between the flowers and the cranes, the middle-aged in purple robe came to Sima Annan and Yuan Bai, and said softly:

　　 "Tell your Majesty, please tell me, Chu Zhengyang, I don't want any rewards, only one request."

　　 At this point, the middle-aged Zipao paused for a few breaths, staring at the eyes of Sima Annan and Yuan Bai, and continued to speak:

　　 "Let my daughter go with me."