The long-lasting fire of heaven and earth slowly extinguished in front of the graceful fire dance.

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

The golden glow illuminated the entire wilderness.

Before the woman's dance stopped, a steady rain fell in the clear blue sky.

The rain moistened the land that had been burned to ashes by the fire of heaven and earth, and a piece of fluffy green emerged.

All living creatures prostrated themselves on the ground in front of the woman, sincerely convinced.

A sudden rain during the day is also a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth.

But unlike the downpour of the Milky Way, which caused the destruction of thousands of lives, this rain made the originally lifeless earth and creatures come alive again.

It was originally a fire dance, but it was also a rain of blessing.

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

The woman's figure gradually moved away in the water and sunlight, and the beautiful singing voice continued to echo in her ears.

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

Behind the prostrate creatures, a man walked slowly.

The mist obscured 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 never turned around from beginning to end.

Although she only saw it in her consciousness for the first time, Ye Lingyue felt a sense of déjà vu.

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

"All creatures call her the Mother of the Earth. The sacrifice of fire must be performed with the body as the dance and the singing voice as the word. The two complement each other to achieve the sacrifice of fire. Can you understand the sacrifice of fire with this ancient remnant?

Sacrifice, it all depends on personal creation."

There was a hint of nostalgia in Zhuzhao's voice.

In ancient times, it was the most beautiful era.

When the heaven and earth first opened, there was no distinction between good and evil. Even day and night were so pure, and everything was the origin.

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

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

Except for Ye Lingyue, no one in this world can see the Fire Sacrifice anymore.

Ye Lingyue's eyes changed, and there was no longer any sign of taking things lightly on her face.

The Sacrifice of Fire, this ancient inheritance passed down from ancient times, if she cannot understand it, she can only watch it disappear in the torrent of time.

A feeling of cold and hot came alternately.

She closed her eyes and memories flowed by like water.

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

She hesitated for a moment, fearing that she would desecrate this amazing dance, but if she gave up, this ancient inheritance would be extinct.

Inside, there is a struggle between heaven and man.

On her body surface, the Tiangang Holy Wall is constantly weakening.

Liangyihuo was like a scourge, constantly encroaching on territory around her.

A layer of ice quickly formed on the ground beneath her feet.

Her long black hair was reduced to ashes in the flames spitting out poisonous tongues.

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

Turn Si Huo's writings into beautiful notes one by one.

When the song came, Liang Yihuo, who had been approaching Ye Lingyue, seemed to feel the shock and hurriedly retreated.

But consciously, Zhu Zhao was still worried.

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

It is a special rhythmic dance that was inspired by Mother Earth's understanding of all things in the world in ancient times, from sunrise and sunset, to flowers blooming and flowing water, and the changing of the four seasons.

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

Mother Earth held a heart of compassion and performed a dance, saving thousands of people.

But how can ordinary people understand such a big heart?

In particular, Ye Lingyue is young and does not have the state of mind of Mother Earth at all.

The form comes from the heart, the dance comes from the heart.

Zhu Zhao's worries soon became a reality.

Although relying on her memory and natural singing voice, Ye Lingyue was able to sing Si Huo Zhiwen clearly and completely.

But for the Fire Sacrifice, the most important Fire Dance, Ye Lingyue could not 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 for her to comprehend the beautiful dance of Mother Earth.

The notes turned into ancient words, circling around Ye Lingyue, but due to the Sihuo Dance being unable to proceed, they were unable to play a real role.

The Tiangang Holy Wall on Ye Lingyue's body finally collapsed.

Her whole body was exposed to the fire of Liangyi without any protection.

Liangyihuo began to attack the city and rush towards it crazily.

Ye Lingyue could even hear the roar of fire and smell the smell of her own hair being burned.

Sweat dripped from the forehead, either evaporating or freezing in mid-air.

Zhuzhao let out a long sigh.

"It's better to give up and stay away for a while."

But as stubborn as Ye Lingyue, she remained motionless.

"I asked you, girl, why are you so stubborn? After all, you are not the mother of the earth, so it makes sense that you don't know how to perform fire sacrifices."

Zhuzhao was a little anxious.

If Mother Earth were here, what would she do?

It would be great if she were 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 across her mind, Ye Lingyue felt her consciousness move slightly in an instant.

It was like a small stone was suddenly thrown into the lake that was originally calm.

Her consciousness was like ripples on the lake of her heart, spreading out in circles.

That spiritual consciousness continued to spread, and in one thought, it collided with something.

On his forehead, the Xuanyin Divine Seal emitted a soft light. Ye Lingyue felt that his consciousness suddenly passed through the limitations of time and space, and was connected with the Mother Earth who had the world in mind in ancient times.

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

Her limbs moved like willows swinging in the spring breeze.

Her waist was incredibly soft.

With a slight leap, he jumped into the blazing Liangyi fire.

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

At that moment, she was no longer Ye Lingyue, she was the compassionate mother of the earth thousands of years ago.

In his consciousness, when Zhuzhao saw this scene, the familiar dancing postures and graceful singing sounds so familiar to his ears. Every gesture and every note formed a real fire sacrifice.
Chapter completed!