The cyan dragon hovered above the sky, and the spiritual body carrying the vigorous will had completed the transformation, full of vigorous vitality, and at this time, this vitality volatilized and spread to the surrounding earth, promoting the rapid growth and development of the plants on this land, and even mutating.

Muria did not set foot in the realm of the laws of life, but he did have a deep understanding of the laws of death. Life and death are entangled laws like twins, which seem to be opposites, but they are actually one law.

Just like the gods of the dead who control death and judge the sins of the dead souls during their lifetime, most of them have the authority to give new life to the dead souls, and the birth of each newborn is generally inseparable from the god of the dead who represents death.

And Muria, who has set foot in the law of death with the power of the Seven Desolate Demon Gods, also has a lot of knowledge of the law of life, although this level is not comparable to the gods who are in charge of the law of life, but it is more than enough to stimulate the vitality of plants in a place.

Epic is such a scoundrel existence, no matter what the law is, for the epic, there is only a question of whether you want to control it, and there is no question of whether you can control it. And this is also the place where the gods who are trapped in their own priesthood and cannot further believe in the gods for tens of thousands of years are envious and jealous.

At the same time, Muria is using his insignificant law of life to fulfill the prayer of this tribe of Homo erectus not to starve - wild fruit trees that can bear fruit, and some cereal plants that seem to be like weeds and have not yet been tamed by these Homo erectus, which can be eaten grow rapidly within the range of the naked eye.

Such a strange change in the surroundings immediately attracted the attention of the erect apes, who looked at the edible fruit trees with amazement, growing rapidly, mixed with some "weeds" that they didn't even know what they did.

And this change also slightly dissipated the dissatisfaction of these Homo erectus, who could see that they were the lords of the sky who had descended, and the great power they exerted made these fruit trees grow rapidly.

But there are still some Homo erectus apes with horns in their hearts, although these wild fruits can also be satisfied, but in any case they cannot be compared with meat.

"Wait for your prayer not to starve!"

Selecting all the plants that could be used for planting and bearing fruit within a radius of a hundred miles, Muria lowered the dragon's head, which had become somewhat illusory, and stared at the Homo erectus sacrifice in front of him, which had already shown a feverish color.

"I've made it happen!"

The cyan dragon circled in the sky, then collapsed, leaving only a thick blue light that sank into the sacrificial brow of the erect ape below.

"The Law of Farming!" the Homo erectus priest, who had been struck by the clear light, knelt on the ground and was stunned for a few moments, before coming back to his senses and muttering to himself, then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Praise be to the great Lord of the Heavens...... "Homo erectus ape, who understood what the presence of the coming shore had left him with, prostrated himself on the altar in a frenzied manner.

The Lord of the Skies, who had just unleashed his might, had not only left them with a meal to wrap themselves in, but also left enough for their tribe to survive starvation for generations.

Cultivate!

This is the gift left by Muria, who came to this world to enjoy the scenery of the other world and relieve the boredom for a moment. Originally, this tribe could have an all-you-can-eat carnival feast with meat, but because of his arrival, he could only eat vegetarian.

If he just gave birth to a bunch of wild fruits for them, it would be too bad. Therefore, he left behind the basic conditions for the formation of civilization, the method of farming.

In contrast to both nomadic and hunting, where food sources are extremely unstable and susceptible to environmental factors, food obtained from farming is very stable. A stable source of food is the foundation for the development of civilization.

As for Muria's intention to leave the cultivation method, the ape sacrifice could not understand at all, the only thing he could only understand was that this method would allow them to have a stable source of food in the future, and they would no longer have to worry about starvation, and that was enough.

In the wild land where the fire of wisdom has just been born, it is very exciting to see what kind of changes a well-fed tribe can bring to this world.

At the very least, this is the case with Muria, who left behind the method of farming, an inadvertent, insignificant gift, to change a world and create a civilization.

Muria is fascinated by the effects of great power, but only an epic newcomer like him would do such a thing. Because of normal epics, for this kind of otherworldly prayer, it is generally ignored.

Even if the object of their prayer is very much in line with their own power, no epic will consume their own power and lower their will, because it is a worthless and extremely time-consuming act.

Of course, it can't be said that Muria's act of descending the will this time is a waste of power, and he still has gains. For example, this is the coordinates that have just been born in the void and gave birth to the world that has not lived long in the void.

"But it's useless!"

Muria, who was hurrying through the darkness and nothingness on the Golden Avenue, sighed helplessly as she looked at the world coordinates she had deduced.

Such a world is basically unprofitable, even if it is an evil god born to destroy the world, he will not look at this kind of world a few times, this kind of world that has just been born, not to mention the strength of the creatures in it, there is basically no accumulation of foundation, even if it is forcibly destroyed, it would be good to be able to maintain a balance of payments.

But Muria didn't plan to do anything, he just heard the prayers of these giant apes in the void, and then came down with the situation, pure boredom and curiosity.

And now, Muria could feel that he was not far from the world community that gave birth to countless lives.

For the illusory sound of supplication sounded in his ears more and more, the most distinctive feature of his imminent arrival in a living world community.

These sounds are basically standard for powerful beings who can walk freely in the void, and the more powerful the existence, the more summoning voices they can attract, and of course, it also has a certain relationship with time.

When Muria first achieved the epic, he was quickly reincarnated in various worlds, and his stay in the void was extremely short, leaving very few traces, so he basically did not hear these voices from all worlds.

But when his strength was strong enough to a certain extent, and he was recognized by his elders that he could travel in the void without the help of the Heavenly Demon Secret Method, he was sent to the void by the Ten Thousand Realms Teleportation Palace, and then he continued to move forward in the void, which was regarded as a long stay.

And this can be regarded as leaving traces that belong to him in the void, and these traces intersect with the various information flows emanating from various worlds, and then form Muria, what he hears and sees in front of his eyes.

Although Muria's name has not yet been transmitted in the Void World, it does not prevent the existence in the material realm from communicating with him through the sadhana.

Because Muria can be directly classified as a great being walking in the void, many creatures who communicate with the Void Celestial Gods will not name who to communicate with when communicating, but directly communicate with the broad concept of the Void Celestial Gods, which can greatly guarantee the success rate of communication.

Therefore, Muria saw at this time that the most heard were all kinds of strange and extraordinary intelligent creatures, sending requests to communicate with him, in a vain attempt to offer some special items, and then exchange them for something enough to change his fate.

Murria ignores all these things that try to trade with him, and instead chooses the information that communicates to him by chance.

Basically, out of boredom, Muria picked two at random, and then lowered his will.

The first was because the power of communication was too weak to sustain his existence, and his will was not completely descended, and he had to withdraw after just glancing at the strength around him.

As for the second one, the sacrificer's existence was very well prepared, but those sacrifices were not prepared for his arrival at all, but for the group of fools who prepared them for their own stomachs, and as for the Lord of the Sky who they had obsessed with, they didn't care much at all.

And because the nature of the Lord of the Sky that they had created was very consistent with Muria, Muria was able to take advantage of this to descend, and then Muria rose up a little playful heart, leaving behind a farming method that was a bug for a world that was still in the ancient era.

If the world has a main line or fate, then the so-called world line still has a fate, and it will definitely be messed up because of his move.

God knows what this world will become because of his current arrival, even Muria himself doesn't know, because he doesn't know at this time, now he no longer needs his real body to contact mortal things, just the will descends, he can infect mortal things and transform them into his own dependents.

Muria felt that he still had some time to reach the World Community, so he prepared to respond to his prayer for the third time.

"Who's better to respond?"

Muria looked at the hundreds of intelligent beings with different forms and even strengths reflected in front of her, and chose the one who prayed more favorably.

This is where the importance of appearance comes in, because the prators who look like bugs, or like strange ghosts are all ignored by Muria, who chooses the creatures that are more pleasing to the eye first.

"Well, that's good, that's her. ”

A slight wave of time and space stirred, and a girl covered in blood was reflected in Muria's eyes, and at the same time, there was also the emotional fluctuation in the girl's heart that was close to despair.