The system starts from the first in the world

Chapter 440

Zhu Cheng holds the mountain and admires the peach blossoms all over the mountain.

I thought that after Ye Hua and Su Zhen left, no one would bother them again.
"唳"

But he didn't expect a phoenix to fall from the sky, and as soon as it landed, it turned into a handsome middle-aged man dressed in red.

"Zheyan pays homage to the Elder Master." Seeing that it was Zhu Cheng, the handsome old man accepted his head and bowed.It turned out that the phoenix is ​​the owner of this place, the first phoenix in the world, the god Zheyan.

"Greetings, grandma." Zheyan finished saluting Zhu Cheng, and then saluted Shanshan, knowing Shanshan was enough to show his status.

"Your peach grove is so lively today." Being interrupted continuously, Zhu Cheng lost interest in admiring the peach blossoms, and sent Shanshan back to Lingjing, stretching himself.

"Oh?" Zheyan was a little curious, who came here just now.

He is a person who likes to be quiet. He didn't place a single Phoenix clan in the ten miles of Taolin, and he lived alone.

Most of the time, Qingqiu and his group came to Taolin as guests, but now they are all in Qingqiu's fox cave, but they have no time to come here.

Originally, Zheyan was also with Qingqiu to comfort Qingqing, but he suddenly felt that the restriction he had set in the wine cellar had been broken.

Everything else in Shili Taolin can be thrown away, but the wine cannot be thrown away. It is brewed by him for tens of thousands of years, and it is all his painstaking efforts, so he hurried back to see which thief dared to steal it. I came to my house, but I didn't expect that the wine thief would be Zhu Cheng.

But after thinking about it, I am right, who in this world is so bold to steal his own wine? For him, wine is a baby, but for others, it is just a rare fairy wine. For a few bottles of wine Just to offend myself, the top god, this deal is really not worthwhile.

Zhu Cheng would never tell Zheyan that Ye Hua and Bai Qian had been here just now, and the love tribulation that Bai Qian had gone through must have something to do with Ye Hua. Anyway, soon.

"I heard that you are all looking for Bai Qian."

"Yes, it was thanks to the old man's shenzhi grass, otherwise Qianqian would not have been able to live for 7 years." Zheyan said with certainty.

"You are clever." Zhu Cheng nodded with a smile, and then said: "Bai Qian is fine, and has her own fate, tell Xiao Bai that they don't need to worry too much."

"Yes." Zheyan felt relieved when she heard that Bai Qian was fine.

These days, he was so worried about his old phoenix, he was really afraid that a white-haired person would give away a black-haired person.

"Dare to ask the Eldest Master, will the god Mo Yuan be reborn?" Zheyan asked a question that has troubled him for 7 years. For 7 years, he has often visited Mo Yuan's immortal body. The phase of recovery.

"Yuan Yuan will be reborn in 500 years at most." Now that he has said this, Zhu Cheng doesn't want to hide any more. Anyway, his nephew is about to be reborn, and he is about to leave this world.

"Great, great." Zheyan was so excited that he was at a loss. He and Mo Yuan have been friends for hundreds of thousands of years. The old iron kind, although he had already guessed in his heart, but today Zhu Cheng is so sure Answer, the heart that has been hanging for many years is finally let go.

Take it easy.

"The peach blossoms are growing well, so I'll go first." After the matter was finished, Zhu Cheng lost interest in admiring the flowers and naturally left, leaving only Zheyan, the old phoenix, here.

call--

Zheyan hurried to the wine cellar.

Empty.

That was a full wine cellar, full of [-] jars of peach blossoms, Zhu Cheng emptied them all.

Zheyan's heart was half cold, and he hurriedly carried the hoe to dig the ground. He also buried a lot of good wine under the peach tree.

"empty."

"empty."

"empty."

"Still empty."

"Bang bang bang..." Zheyan beat his chest and stamped his feet, almost vomiting three liters of blood.

He had only had this little hobby in his life, and the wine was accumulated little by little by himself through hard work, and it was all gone.

Zheyan was so heartbroken that he wanted to kill someone, but it was Zhu Cheng who stole the wine, and he had no choice but to do it.It is impossible to ask for it, so I can only call Bai Zhen to come and help me brew together.

It must be hidden next time, and it must not be placed in the wine cellar again.Zheyan made up his mind.

"Huh——fortunately, he ran fast." Zhu Cheng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.Fang Cai is really dangerous, who knows how embarrassing it is for a thief to come back from his master's house.

Zhu Cheng praised his calm response just now, and then went straight to the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Suzhen doesn't need to worry anymore, after experiencing the catastrophe of love, she just needs to restore her original form and become a god. In the next few hundred years, Zhu Cheng will guard Mo Yuan and never make any mistakes again.

It’s been a while since the recruitment list was posted, batch after batch of doctors in Die Yong’s dormitory came, each of them came in confidently, but all of them went out dejectedly, no one had a good way to wake up Die Yong.

Dieyong's disease number was well-known, and as time passed, fewer and fewer people revealed the list, and Dieyong's bedroom became more and more quiet. He was lying quietly on the bed like a sleeping beauty.

"Ah—" Zhu Cheng let out a long huff, guarding Mo Yuan Yuanshen all day, these days are really boring.Mo Yuan only cared about falling asleep and didn't talk to his uncle at all, he needed to find something to pass the time.

Really dozed off and sent pillows, the West Sea Dragon Palace made a list again, not looking for any good doctor, but recruiting a court painter, the original court painter has retired and returned home.

"Painter, this suits me."

For a person who has lived for tens of thousands of years, there is nothing he can't do in the world, and painting is a kind of painting that Zhu Cheng is extremely good at. It can be seen from the picture of sentient beings that Zhu Cheng draws The skill has reached an extremely terrifying level, and those things such as brilliant strokes and finishing touches are not a problem.

Zhu Cheng didn't even need Ma Liang's magical brush to bring the characters in the painting to life.

The most important thing is that this court painter will live in the Dragon Palace, so that I wish Cheng can pass the time while painting, and not be so boring as staring at him, and at the same time, he can look at Mo Yuan nearby to protect him.

perfect.

It was only seen that Zhu Cheng came out of the West Sea Dragon Palace, transformed into a handsome young man dressed as a Confucian scholar, and removed the list for recruiting court painters.

"Sir, please follow me." The clam spirit led Zhu Cheng into the palace, beat around the bush, and arrived at a bedroom.

"Who is here?" A maid in palace attire asked Zhu Cheng about his origin.

"Xiaoshengyecao, I came here to apply for a court painter." Zhu Cheng made another trumpet for himself, and even made up his family history.

"You can go." The maid said this to the mussel spirit, her tone was a bit arrogant, even the maid was not an ordinary maid, so the mussel spirit thought that she often bowed and retreated, and went back to guard the gate.

The maid in palace costume said politely to Zhu Cheng: "Sir, please come with me." The attitudes before and after are completely different, and it is true that you change your face when you say it.

The maid in palace costume led Zhu Cheng into the bedroom, and the decoration inside should be a woman's residence.

"Princess, the applicant for a painter is here."

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(End of this chapter)