Chapter 2176 Spanning 10,000 Years

The long-lasting fire of heaven and earth was slowly extinguished in front of the Miaoman Sihuo Dance.

At dawn, a red sun jumped out of the horizon.

A golden glow illuminated the entire wilderness.

The woman's dance has not stopped, the blue sky, a patter of rain.

The rain moistened the land that was burned to ashes by the fire of heaven and earth, and a fluffy green was drilled out.

All creatures, in front of the woman, crawl on the ground, and they are sincerely convinced.

The showers during the day are also a phenomenon of heaven and earth.

But unlike the downpour of the Tianhe River, which caused thousands of lives to be devastated, this rain made the land and life that had no life come back to life again.

It was originally a dance of fire, but at the same time it was a rain of blessings.

Fire was subdued, and even the spirit of water was subdued.

The figure of the woman, in the water and sunlight, gradually traveled far, and Miaoman's singing continued to echo in her ears.

The pattering rain fell on the ground, stirring up layers of water mist.

Behind the creeping creatures, a man walked slowly.

The mist covered the man's face, and Ye Lingyue could only see a pair of burning eyes.

"who is she?"

As if after a long time, Ye Lingyue came back to her senses.

The woman did not turn around from beginning to end.

Although it was only in consciousness, it was the first time that Ye Lingyue saw it, but Ye Lingyue had a feeling of deja vu.

That woman, she was very familiar, as familiar as her own breath.

"All living beings call her the mother of the earth. The sacrifice of the fire must use the body as the dance and the voice as the word, and the two complement each other to achieve the sacrifice of the fire. Can you rely on this ancient remnant to understand the fire of the fire. Offering sacrifices is entirely up to personal creation.”

There was a sense of nostalgia in Candlelight's voice.

Ancient times, it was the most beautiful era.

At the beginning of the world, there is no distinction between good and evil, even day and night are so pure, everything is the source.

It's a pity that in the end all this was torn up by greed and **.

That lingering thought, like a dying oil lamp, is extremely weak, and once it is used, it will be annihilated between heaven and earth.

Except for Ye Lingyue, no one in this world can see the sacrifice of the fire.

Ye Lingyue's eyes changed, and there was no longer any lighthearted expression on her face.

The Sacrifice of Fire, an ancient heritage handed down from ancient times, if she can't comprehend it, she can only watch it disappear into the torrent of time.

A feeling of cold and heat alternated.

She closed her eyes, and the memories flowed by like flowing water.

Ye Lingyue is not a dancer. Her mother, Yun Sheng, taught her how to practice medicine and help the world. Her father taught her how to march and fight, but no one taught her how to sing and dance.

She hesitated for a moment, she was afraid of desecrating this world-shattering dance, but if she gave up, this ancient inheritance would be extinct.

In the heart, there is a struggle between heaven and man.

Her body surface, the Tiangang Holy Wall is constantly weakening.

The fire of Liangyi was like a flood of beasts, constantly encroaching on the territory around her.

The ground under her feet quickly condensed a layer of ice.

Her long black hair was turned to ashes in the blazing flames.

When Zhuzhao thought that Ye Lingyue was about to give up, Ye Lingyue's lips moved slightly, and the first note was spit out from the lips that were even more delicate than the roses in spring.

The text of the fire was turned into beautiful notes one by one.

When the song came, the two fires that had already approached Ye Lingyue seemed to feel the shock and quickly retreated.

But in his consciousness, Zhu Zhao was still worried.

To be precise, the Fire Dance is not a dance.

It is a kind of special rhythmic dance that comes from the understanding of all things in the world by the mother of the earth in ancient times, from sunrise and sunset, to flowers blooming and flowing water, and the change of seasons.

It doesn't even have exact movements, everything comes from the heart.

With a heart of compassion, Mother Earth performed a dance that saved thousands of people.

But with such a mind, how can ordinary people feel it.

In particular, Ye Lingyue is young and does not have the mood of the mother of the earth at all.

The phase is born from the heart, and the dance is born from the heart.

Zhuzhao's worries soon became a reality.

Despite relying on memory and natural singing voice, Ye Lingyue was able to sing the text of the fire clearly and completely.

But for the Sacrifice of Fire, the most important dance of Fire, Ye Lingyue couldn't break through.

Ye Lingyue's limbs are still extremely stiff, she is not a natural dancer, even if her heart moves at will, it is difficult to comprehend the wonderful dance of the Mother Earth.

The musical notes turned into ancient words, circling around Ye Lingyue's body, but because the Dance of Fire was unable to perform, it could not play a real role.

The Tiangang holy wall on Ye Lingyue's body finally collapsed.

Her whole body was exposed to the two fires without any protection.

The two fires began to attack the city and swept the ground, rushing towards them frantically.

Ye Lingyue could even hear the sizzling fire and smell the smell of her hair being burnt.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, evaporated in mid-air, or froze.

Candlelight let out a long sigh.

"It's better to give up, you should avoid it first."

However, she was as stubborn as Ye Lingyue and remained motionless.

"I said, you girl, why are you so stubborn? After all, you are not the mother of the earth, and it is reasonable that you do not know how to perform fire sacrifices."

Candlelight was in a hurry.

If Mother Earth was here, what would she do?

If only she was the mother of the earth.

There was only such a stubborn thought in Ye Lingyue's mind.

At the same time as this thought flashed by, Ye Lingyue only felt that her consciousness moved slightly in an instant.

It was like a small pebble was suddenly thrown into the otherwise calm lake.

Her divine consciousness was like ripples on the lake of the heart, flooding in circles.

The divine consciousness continued to spread, and in a single thought, it collided with something.

On the forehead, the Xuanyin Divine Seal emits a soft light. Ye Lingyue only feels that her spiritual consciousness has passed through the limitations of time and space, and is connected with the mother of the earth who had the world in her heart in the ancient times. .

But suddenly, Ye Lingyue opened her eyes, and light flashed in her eyes.

Her limbs, like smoke willows swaying in the spring breeze, moved with each movement.

Her waist was incredibly soft.

With a slight jump between his feet, he jumped into the blazing flames of the two ceremonies.

The spring breeze from thousands of years ago is in my ears, and the boundless earth is under my feet.

At that moment, she was no longer Ye Lingyue, she was the mother of the earth who had a heart of compassion thousands of years ago.

In his consciousness, when Zhu Zhao saw this scene, the familiar dancing posture and graceful singing voice were so familiar, every gesture and every note formed a real sacrifice to the fire.

With a single thought of the ocean, the soul is connected, Ye Lingyue actually achieved this dance of heaven and man.