The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 It’s less than a hundred years since the opening of the Great Xia Dynasty, and Shenjing, the first city in the vast land of China, also only has a history of one hundred years. Compared with Daxia, other cities such as the Metropolitan City and Autumn Water City have thousands of With a history of tens of thousands of years, Shenjing City is undoubtedly extremely young.

　　 But if you ask the young people throughout Daxia, where do you look forward to?

　　 That must be the capital of God, no doubt!

　　 The heart of Daxia is Shenjing, and the heart of the entire human race is Shenjing.

Under the full moon in the desert city of Leizhou Town, his skin was dark, but he was exceptionally smooth. After hearing the words "Shenjingcheng" from Lava, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he gently took out a book that had been turned over by countless people. He handed out the books all over the world like a treasure, and said at the same time:

　　 "Exaggerate, I have collected a book about the city of Shenjing, if you don’t mind, you can take a look."

Although there is already a general circulation of paper on the Daxia market, books are expensive in the deserted city of Leizhou Town. Therefore, for young people like Shunzi, it is extremely rare to collect a book. No wonder Shunzi regards it as a book. Treasure it like a baby.

　　 Under the moonlight, on the cover of the book in Shunzi's hand, there are a few big characters of dragon and phoenix dancing.

　　 "Shenjing Dream Hualu"!

"I saved a lot of money in this book. I bought it from a trader who was passing through the deserted town. I read the contents countless times, and I can just memorize it backwards. It is recorded in this book that the city of Shenjing is extremely prosperous and cold. There are three rivers and six banks without freezing, the Taiping Ruins where the most business houses in the world gather, and the Qiongjiang Pavilion, which is the most delicious in the world, and so on."

Speaking of Shenjing City, Shunzi suddenly became interested and began to talk endlessly. Then the lava boast in front of him was also aroused. He took the book and opened it gently. Suddenly the two in the courtyard were completely Immerse yourself in the yearning for Shenjing City.

Lao Jin picked up the jug in front of him, took a sip, and then sighed happily. The jug was filled with fruit wine. The concentration was not high, but it didn't have a taste. Jin Yi who got up to pack things looked at the corner. Holding a book inside, the big and small figures squatting together shook their heads helplessly.

　　 Suddenly, a young man wearing a gray-black special armor of the Southern Barbarian Army stepped into the yard. Seeing this, the old Jin sitting in the yard hurriedly got up, saluted, and then asked:

　　 "Little prince, come here tonight, do you have important things?"

　　 The young grandson of King Ximan, Zhong Li, returned to the military salute. After looking around for a week, he walked towards the two in the corner, and at the same time a faint voice sounded:

　　 "Lao Jin, I didn't come to you tonight, I came to them."

After 　　 finished speaking, Zhong Lizhan came to the two who were flipping the book, glanced down, then took out two palm-sized teleportation scrolls, opened his mouth and said:

　　 "Exaggerated people, if you want to appreciate the scenery of Shenjing City, there is no need to rely on this book and just send it directly."

　　 The voice fell, Zhong Lizhan turned his gaze to the young Shunzi who looked up, handed out the scroll in his hand, and continued to speak:

"And you, the young man who won the first kill in the final battle of Nanban, tomorrow morning, your majesty will summon you in the White Emperor Palace, if you have enough talent and luck, when you return, you will be a real diving dragon! "

The little prince of Ximan Palace’s deep and clear voice lingered in the courtyard. Old Jin, who was drinking and watching, crushed the flask in his hand, and splashed the dark purple wine on his chest, but he didn’t care. His only one eye remained wide open, because he was too excited to speak a word for a long time.

The vast land of Shenzhou is not like an endless mountain. There are three scorching suns that illuminate the earth all day long. The balance composed of the alternating sun and the moon and the intersection of yin and yang is the essence of the avenue. Therefore, the moon above the heads of the people of the 36 states in Daxia is the same. But in the eyes of some people, there is a difference.

　　 Daxia Fengzhou, on the shore of the Giant God Sea, a few miles east of Shuize Town, there is a large village called Bibozhai by the locals.

Bibozhai has not been built for a long time, even less than a year, but it has great prestige in the whole area. The principal is a strong middle-aged man, and the nearby townspeople, no matter who they are When they see it, they will salute respectfully, and call out kindly, Master Qiu.

　　 This is a real respect, because by the giant sea, all the households who make a living on salt drying are blessed and protected by Bibozhai.

There are many monks in Bibo Village. Even under the command of Master Qiu, several lines of defense have been spontaneously built outside the Great Salt Field near Shuize Town to prevent the invasion of countless water ghosts in the Giant Sea. Since then, the entire town has been No missing persons have been reported, which is enough to show the role and prestige of Bibozhai in this neighborhood.

In Bibo Village, as the full moon rises, the lights are gradually extinguished, and the large buildings under the moonlight are undulating. With the construction of about half a year, this village has gradually become fully functional and self-contained. It has become a large self-sufficient town.

　　 In the center of the town, a three-story high-rise building was erected. Bright yellow lights shot out from the windows, leaving a burly shadow looking up at the sky.

By the window, Master Qiu, who only wore a coat, had a messy face flashing with fleeting thoughts because he hadn't trimmed his beard for a long time. He sighed slightly, and then a gentle female voice sounded from behind. .

　　 "Master, it's late, it's time to rest."

　　 "The moon is Ming Ming in the hometown, madam, no matter how bright this month in Fengzhou, I still think it is still bright on Lingbo Lake in Chuzhou."

　　 Master Qiu took a deep look at the full moon over the sky again, but I don't know if it was an illusion, the bright moon seemed to be filled with wisps of scarlet color.

　　 In this small study room stood a charming middle-aged woman. Hearing Master Qiu’s words, she pressed her lips tightly and said softly:

　　 "I don't know how the child of Hengji is doing now. The city of Shenjing is so cold. This child was afraid of the cold when he was young, and he didn't know if he was dressed warmly.

　　 "People are the head of the top ten sects of the Taoist Palace. Don't worry if you don't have any warm clothes, madam."

　　 Master Qiu turned around, walked gently in front of the middle-aged woman, stretched out his hand and patted the latter on the shoulder, and continued to speak:

　　 "Madam, let's go and rest first, I'll come soon."

　　 After the middle-aged woman left, Master Qiu returned to the desk and sat down, lost in thought.

　　 Suddenly, the door of the study was directly pushed open. A monk wearing a green robe, soaked and even stained with blood, rushed into the door, and shouted eagerly:

　　 "Master, there has been an abnormal change in the Giant Sea. Our salt pool and defense line are flooded by the violent sea, and the person in charge of watching is missing!"