The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　The goal is the sky with white clouds, blue and deep, and the wind blowing from a distance is hot and humid.

Ye Yi was a little confused, and gradually opened his eyes, but the feeling throughout his body was extremely strange, because his whole body was completely cultivated, and it was shrunk like a newborn baby, trying to struggle to sit up, but only Able to sway his tiny arms and make a croaking sound.

As soon as 　　 fell into a state of extreme trance, he returned to his infancy, even lying in a cradle made of vines, wrapped in a swaddle made of leaves.

Suddenly a sweet song of a woman rang next to her, and then the cradle under her body was gently swayed rhythmically. This song seemed to have a magical power, which calmed Ye Yi’s originally violently fluctuating heart, and even gradually felt sleepy. His mind struck, and gradually narrowed his eyes, but then Ye Yi suddenly woke up, and tried to turn his head to the side, trying to see the appearance of the figure beside him.

It was a head of green hair, like the lush green of the jungle, leaning down like waves, under the green hair was a delicate and mature face, deep contours, high nose, and the skin was not as usual. The barbarians were dark as dark, but very white, and the eyes seemed to contain the entire expanse of the jungle as indifferent, and what shocked Ye Yi the most was the crossbar totem on the woman’s face, just like him. Five ways.

　　 This fifth totem is as **** red as the cinnabar painting, and the whole mind is sucked into it unconsciously.

　　 "High priest, I beg you to think twice."

　　 It wasn't until the sound of a uniform request sounded in the ear that within the cradle, Ye Yi, who became a baby, realized that there was not only a green-haired woman in this place, but also a group of barbarians, old and young, who were constantly kowtow.

　　 The green-haired woman who continued to shake the cradle gently, did not turn her head back, but spoke softly, and a faint voice came out:

　　 "Everyone, I have made up my mind. I don't need to persuade you anymore. My clan has been trapped in this southern barbarian jungle for too long. If you want to go out and see the bigger world, there is always a price to pay."

　　 "But the high priest, my barbarians have lived in this jungle for generations, and have never had contact with the human dynasty. I don't know their temperament. In case they are as greedy and brutal as the deserted people, it is tantamount to a sheep's mouth."

At the front of the crowd below, a middle-aged priest in the lead raised his head and stood upright. The strong voice resounded through the audience, but the woman was still unmoved, only the color of thinking flashed in her eyes, and then red Lips opened lightly and said:

"Some time ago, an overhaul of the human race came here and once used a sentence to describe my barbarians, which made me very touched. He said that you only know the wind and rain and sit alone in the well. Our barbarians just sit in the well and watch the sky, so I agreed to his request, chose to cooperate with Human Race, and prepared to send this child to the Great Xia Dynasty."

　　As soon as the words came out, the expressions of the ancestral priests behind the woman changed drastically, and they all stopped. The middle-aged priest in the lead raised his hand and pressed it down. After all the sounds stopped, they spoke again:

"High priest, choose to cooperate with the human race. I will trust your judgment, but this child is the best talented one of our barbarians in the history. If sent to the Great Xia Dynasty, such a big change will affect him and the entire barbarian. unfair."

　　 "But I can't hold it for too long. The last time the Valley of Giants opened, I was injured too much."

　　 After the middle-aged priest in the back finished speaking, the wavy green-haired high priest suddenly spoke, but his voice remained silent, but everyone in the back fell into silence when he heard the words, and then the woman's flat voice sounded slightly again:

"Of course I know that this child is extraordinary. He is a child of the jungle. He can withstand the power of four totems at birth. But what about it. I may be able to sustain him for twenty years and let him grow up, but his upper limit is also It's me who can never get out of the shackles of the barbarians. This boundless jungle is a sanctuary for us and also a cage. If the barbarians want to rise out, they need a hero."

After she finished speaking, the woman continued to sway the cradle in front of her, and in the cradle, a little baby with four totems painted on her face, with dizzy eyes, making a babble, and the group of ancestral priests behind the woman , Looked at each other, and continued to be led by the middle-aged priest representing the collective will, and asked:

"High priest, is it necessary to be so urgent? Our barbarians have been multiplying from generation to generation, and the inheritance has always been particularly strong. What I mean is to contact the human race first, and gradually establish a relationship, and then send this child away. "

"That's too slow. The longer a person lives and the stronger his cultivation, he will become more and more in awe of nature and heaven and earth. Of course, this has another name in the human race, called Dadao, so he will always unconsciously pursue an illusory illusion. The thing is called chance."

　　 The high priest gently turned around, staring at the bottom with eyes that contained the entire jungle, and continued to speak:

"That person also said that under the highway, there are definite numbers and variables, and each race has its own luck, so I want to make a bet, if we gather all the luck of our barbarians, can we open a new path? ."

When these words were said, a figure appeared in the woman’s eyes, wearing a white Confucian shirt, her hair was simply coiled up with a wooden hairpin, and the tail of the hairpin was carved with a cloud, like a jade face. , There are stars twinkling in the eyes.

　　 The man was holding a book in his hand and a sword hanging from his waist.

　　 "He left me a book, the name of the book is Dao Lun, I have been reading it these few days, and I am deeply moved."

The wind blowing from high above blew the long green hair of the high priest, as if a whole wave of green sea was dancing, and then it gently waved, and a small branch stretched out from a distance, with a branch on top of it. This book also exudes a faint fragrance, this refreshing fragrance contains indescribable charm.

　　 The high priest raised his hand to take the Taoism in front of him, and gently opened the first page, but there was nothing on it.

The rhyme of Taoism in the void became stronger and stronger, and then the entire Taoism seemed to burn, evaporating and converging upwards, turning into a pale golden sword suspended in the air, and the high priest stretched out his white fingers to pinch the sky. Handle the small sword, and then a soft voice sounded.

　　 "The holy infant who gathers all the luck of our clan, may the jungle mother bless you."

　　 "Not the high priest!"

The voices of the priests below have not yet fallen, the woman holding the golden sword lightly stroked her face, and the position happened to be the fifth totem on her face. This pale golden light was transformed by Taoism. The sword has an incomparable edge, and it directly cut a wound on the totem bar, and then a drop of red and gold blood dripped from the wound. As the blood flowed out, the fifth totem on the high priest’s face gradually disappeared. His face was instantly as old as an old woman.

　　 The woman raised her hand and held the drop of holy blood in her palm, her right hand gradually downwards, and then she swiped the baby's face in the cradle.

　　 That is the fifth totem on Ye Yi's face.