Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 2391 [Preliminary stage of the finale] The daughter of the ancestor god returns. 15
If someone comes here again, I'm afraid they won't recognize this place again, it's the former Yiling Ancient Clan.

How many miles around, there is no longer a single tree, bare without any greenery, full of lifelessness everywhere, and it is no longer the fairyland paradise it used to be.

With the death of the high priest and the reincarnation of the patriarch of Shaoyi, after seeing the horrors of this world and the world of ghostly death, the rest of the Yiling tribe began to understand that they were not descendants of the so-called gods.

They are nothing more than a speck of dust in the boundless sentient beings, the insignificant world.

God wants them to die, they must obey, no resistance is allowed.

In the clank and clank of the piano, there is a little sorrow and sadness, as well as a memorial to the dead and souls.

At this moment, a ray of light shot up from the ground and rushed to the sky, which immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the Yiling tribe in the southern border.

A new generation of priests of the ancient tribe walked out of the temple, and groups of Yiling clansmen waved their long tails, walked out of the palaces and pavilions, and looked towards the sky.

And that ray of light stayed for less than a moment, and immediately fell into the mountain like a star.

The stars merged into the earth's veins, and merged with the existence sunken in the mountain.

What followed was wonderful music resounding from the entire mountain, as if thousands of leaves were being moshaed, and it was as if the crisp sound of thousands of water droplets cracking and exploding as rain fell on the ground.

"what is this?"

The adherents of the ancient clan who were compiling history books put down the carving knife and bamboo slips in their hands.

"what sound?"

One by one, the Yiling people who were inspired looked out the door and the window.

"It sounds so good!"

The children around the mother's feet put their hands behind their ears, squinted their eyes, and their eyes were full of intoxication.

"It's simply... the joy of the natural avenue of heaven and earth!" The beautiful girl, holding a long piano and holding her hair in a bun, walked out of the pavilion with its back against the withered waterfall.

The surviving Yiling tribe looked at the old man, young man, and child who were standing outside at the same time, listening to the beautiful voice. They also closed their eyes at the same time and listened to the beautiful voice with their ears.

It is beautiful, pleasant, and deeply touching, as if listening to the sound, one can feel the breath of nature and the mountains, as if the mountains are whistling and returning.

I saw green shoots gradually appearing on the ground, and the green shoots grew into blades of grass, and then spread towards the surroundings.

"The earth... has recovered!"

"The mountain is alive!"

A member of the Yiling tribe rushed down from the mountain and walked down the stairs. He could see the ground under his feet recovering little by little. Plants, flowers and plants grew up little by little, and the trees began to sprout seedlings.

The dead and silent country of Yiling is full of vitality again.

They were so excited and cheered, they had no idea what was going on.

"The river...there is water in the river!"

"There's water in the river!"

Someone ran towards the river, and saw water gushing out from the ground, spreading towards the surroundings. Everyone looked at the small water source, and tears filled their eyes with excitement, as if they had seen a miracle.

And the girl holding the long piano felt a voice behind her at this time, turned her head, and saw the dried up waterfall, which was flowing down little by little at this moment.

The water droplets ticked, and then continued to gather and become bigger, forming a waterfall little by little, connecting together.

One, two, three, and several waterfalls all began to emerge with water.

"Imperial seal! Shaoyi, the patriarch of the ancient Yiling clan, is Emperor Siqiong, and his life of eternal loneliness will be withdrawn!"

There was an indifferent whisper in the dark, and it exploded on Siqiong Mountain like a thunderbolt.

(End of this chapter)