It is a life that exists and deserves to be sung by all nations, and from the day of His birth, the ultimate dignity and greatness have had a name on earth.

Every step is like stepping on a cloud, and every step is one step closer to the scorching sun.

Di Zi'an climbed, as if endless steps, with each step, the kind of physical and mental enthusiasm and emotion deepened, and the mind was filled with fiery emotions.

This is the insignificant human being, in the face of the supreme grandeur, lost in its own existence, wanting to integrate into that greatness, like a moth to a fire, this is also the most important and only test.

For the gods, what is needed is never a puppet or a fanatical believer, and the god's spirit witch must never be a puppet or a fanatical believer, even if all the believers are carried away by fanatical emotions, as a sacrificial spirit witch must keep itself awake.

Therefore, this is the final trial, after walking the path before the gods, if you can restore clarity and keep your heart, then you can become the spirit witch of the gods and ascend to the sky in one step. If it can't be done, then like a moth to a fire, it will be assimilated into a part of the radiance of the gods.

This is also a helpless thing, even if the gods intend to give grace, but because the two levels are too different, one side is unconsciously assimilated by the other, this kind of thing is innumerable in the infinite world of the etheric sea, not to mention that for many gods, followers, believers These things are just numbers in their eyes.

Fortunately, Lord Fujun was merciful, and after the fall of Di Zi's peace of mind, the steps under his feet became endless, no matter how hard Di Zi'an strided, wanting to blend into the scorching sun-like brilliance on the top of the mountain, but the distance between the two has not been reduced by half a minute.

But this is not a solution, if Di Zi'an does not wake up, he will only continue to be lost, and eventually run out of life in the endless climb.

"Are you sober?" someone seemed to ask, Di Zi'an mechanically raised his legs and stepped up the steps in front of him, he didn't know how many times he repeated this action, but the steps in front of him kept spreading, seemingly endless, and when he felt a little tired, there seemed to be a sound in his ears.

Who is calling me, Di Zi'an looked around blankly, the steep cliffs, the steps that wind up one after another, and when he raised his head, he could see the sun wheel, and he was on the top of the mountain.

The heart was filled with frenzy again, but the voice echoed in my ears and became clearer and clearer,

"Are you sober?"

Di Zi'an shuddered, and slowly woke up, the voice sounding in his head, like a giant hammer knocking on the door of his heart.

The dark blue sunflower swayed in the depths of his heart, and Di Zi'an took a deep breath, which ...... Is it the fire reminding itself? No, the voice is...... In the depths of the mind, the lake-green star clusters shine brightly.

Far away in the other world, a treacherous smile appeared on the face of the Yin Spirit Cultivator, who was as handsome as an immortal, covering the faint fatigue on it. The surface of the giant snake scales lying nearby was already completely crystal luster, and Yin Lingxiu whispered, "It's almost there." ”

A touch of horror appeared on Di Zi'an's face, recalling that when Yin Spiritual Cultivation taught him the Miro Secret Mantra, he did not give himself a copy of the secret mantra book for his own enlightenment and unlock it step by step, but directly poured the mark of the Miro Star Cluster into his mind, could it be that at that time, the Master had already foreseen today's events?

After having a certain understanding of the secret spell, Di Zi'an also had a general understanding of the description of the Star Circle.

The master of the spell who has practiced to that extent is equivalent to the projection of the stars in the human world, and every gesture represents the rules and mysteries of the stars.

The year is in full swing?!

Reflecting the true fate of all things in the world, if Di Zi'an's guess is correct, Yin Spiritual Cultivator is only afraid that he will see today's scene at the first sight of Di Zi'an, so he will take Di Zi'an as an apprentice, but this is too terrifying! What is the difference between such a method and the real ghosts and gods?

Is this the truly powerful traveler, the terrifying existence that is revered as the Teacher's Seat?

On the throne on the top of the mountain, the figure in the scorching sun let out a cold snort, as if he was dissatisfied with someone who was not present, Di Zi'an took a deep breath, looked at the top of the mountain, and took a firm step again, but this time, there was clarity in his eyes, and he was no longer controlled by the magnificent breath.

So this time, the steps in front of him are no longer endless, and with every step Di Zi'an takes, the distance from the top of the mountain is really shortening, step by step, every step, he feels the light of the blazing sun burning himself, as if his body is burning, but not only does he not feel pain, his body is bathed in such a great light, and his exposed skin is flowing with a glazed luster.

If you burn your body with fire and refine real gold, the aura around your body will not only have a noble spirituality, but more importantly, the closer you get to the top of the mountain, the stronger the divinity around you.

In such an environment, Di Zi'an's body spontaneously absorbs the free divinity, even if it is only one ten-thousandth of the divinity, it is also divinity, and if you are lucky, you may even directly obtain some mythical characteristics.

Slowly, Di Zi'an's clothes began to change, like black pen and ink dripping on rice paper dyed white, from a little thick ink, to the surrounding rendering, the clothes were dyed black, from top to bottom, and then weird, the style changed, the long witch robe hung down the ground, the wide sleeved robe hung down the side, the dark gold stripes spread on the witch clothes, mysterious and elegant, dark and majestic.

Finally, Dizi'an reached the top of the mountain, wearing a long crown and a black dark gold patterned witch robe, and his bare skin shimmering like glass. The throne in the scorching sun hung high above him, and Di Zi'an knelt down reverently, but did not dare to look up at the blazing light.

Do not look directly at God.

The figure on the throne sits, the heavens and the earth are eclipsed in front of it, and there is a vast expanse in all directions, and the place where Di Zi'an kneels is the altar of the top of Mount Tai.

"Abeqing of Fuso once compiled a festival dance, and I like it very much, so let's follow that paragraph. ”

The voice carried supreme majesty, as if there was the only truth in heaven and the world, the words followed, Di Zi'an knelt deeply, and there was an image in his mind for no reason, the person in the image was too handsome, and it could even be said to be feminine, slender and elegant, the dance steps were elegant like a swimming dragon, and the people danced, and the wide witch dress became the best partner,

The dance can be said to be quite gentle, but it is soft and strong, and along with the dance steps, the man sings loudly, praising the most revered gods!

Di Zi'an can understand the language used by that person, but he can't learn it, because every word is the purest yin and yang secret language, there is no inheritance and nowhere to learn, and the rules of dance steps are deeply engraved in his mind. "The sky is a greedy wolf, a yang star monarch, a giant gate in the sky, a sound star in the earth, and a heavenly chong lucun. In the mouth of the sorcerer, this Taishan Mansion Monarch sacrifice is solemn but pleasant, both gentle and steady, tranquil and classical. Dizi'an is under a lot of pressure.

Do you only teach dance, not lyrics...... Di Zi'an was at a loss like a duck being caught up on the shelf, but at this time, there was obviously no time to hesitate for him anymore, the gods were watching him from the sky, Di Zi'an took a deep breath, maybe the noble prince didn't think that Di Zi'an would not be able to say the secret language of yin and yang, or maybe it was fate, Di Zi'an stood up solemnly, and the wide and slender witch sleeves were raised to the sides,

Taishan Mansion Jun Festival, dance!

"The auspicious day is good, and Mu will enjoy the emperor" For the first time, Di Zi'an found that his voice was so empty and vast, light and dusty, at the moment when Di Zi'an spoke, the four fields of heaven and earth were silent, and then, a low chant was raised in all directions, all repeating Di Zi'an's singing, the voice of one person, the voice of a hundred people, the sound of tens of millions of people overlapped in a low voice, Di Zi'an danced, long sleeves fluttered, before the dance, Di Zi'an also felt that the dance was too wonderful, equivalent to a man dancing a female dance, a little embarrassed, but when entering the rhythm, the body and mind were dominated by something indescribable.

And the long wind caresses the mountains and forests at this time, the spring water in the forest is tinkling, all things are competing to stretch, and the birds, beasts, insects and snakes between the heavens and the earth are soundtracked by the sacrificial song, and the match is flawless.

The existence on the throne cast his eyes and looked at Di Zi'an with interest, this is probably the most noble moment in Di Zi'an's decades of years, the highlight of his life, and the dance festival continues, Di Zi'an dances with the beat of heaven and earth for it, singing loudly,

"Fu Chang Sword Xi Yuer, Xuan Qiang Ming, "

"Yao Xi Xi Yuyao, Xi Qiongfang. ”

With the singing of Dizi'an, the scene of the empty mountain top changes, just like the scene of the Yaochi grand event reappears on the top of the mountain, the sacred exchanges of the immortal family are endless, and the fairy Qiong Yulu is staggered. The figure on the throne stretched out his hand from the scorching sun, shook it into the void, held the illusory wine glass, and raised his hand, as if the banquet was full of guests.

"Steamed orchid dishes, Dian Gui wine and pepper pulp,"

The guests returned the salute, drank the fairy qiong in the cup, and offered the highest salute to the existence on the throne.

"Raise the drums, slow down the festival and sing songs,"

Chen Zhu was very proud. "The flute sings and dances, the witch sleeves are churning, the witch costume is light and spinning, as elegant and agile as a trampling woman, but as noble and revered as the emperor of the world, and the sound of heavy and overlapping whispered chants surging in all directions is more and more passionate, and together push the festival to the peak!

"The spirit is full of beautiful clothes, and the room is full of flowers,"

"The five tones are complicated, and Jun Xinxi is happy. "Dizi'an has long sleeves, his posture is wonderful, the brilliance of the scorching sun has reached its peak, the figure on the throne got up, walked out of the scorching sun, his face was blurred, the emperor's crown was gorgeous, behind him was the heaven and earth separated by the scorching sun, and the chaos of yin and yang appeared behind him,

Infinite honor, supreme authority.

"The spirit is full of beautiful clothes, and the room is full of flowers,"

"The five tones are complicated, and Jun Xinxi is happy. ”

The sound of the four fields dissipated in an instant, leaving Di Zi'an's loudest praise, and after a dance, the homeopathic witch clothes hung down softly and knelt on the ground. In front of the throne, the figure of the emperor's crown robe gently raised his hand, the yin and yang behind him broke, and the boundless light swept in all directions.

"Good. ”

In a word, Di Zi'an only felt that his mind was roaring, and a huge amount of information poured in, and in an instant, it seemed to have experienced hundreds of generations and thousands of generations, which was related to the inheritance of the spirit witch under the throne of Taishan Mansion, the extradition of yin and yang, the main sacrifice of death and life, a thought of the netherworld, and a thought of the past.