Chapter 373: Dashi, you want a wife not for Laogen
"It turns out that this is the origin of his will to become a god."
It was through that era of withering, desolation and silence that I cherished a grass and an ant even more.
These insignificant things are also life, life, and hope.
The God of Harvest not only left behind his own experience, but also warned the arrival of the next ice age and left behind ways to deal with it.
Any high-end civilization will freeze in the Ice Age, all exquisite structures and designs will fade due to the destruction of rules, and all abilities will be gone.
Therefore, the God of Harvest collected the seeds of various crops, using soil as a seal, and put them on hold, so that future generations can survive the danger.
There are also various crop cultivation methods, traits, uses, etc.
The God of Harvest also intends to seal the bird's eggs in the same way, but doing so will reduce the vitality and vitality of the eggs. After studying for a long time, it still has defects.
What remains is the experience of using the rules of harvest.
The previous ones seemed insignificant to Yang Muyun, but the final harvest rule was crucial.
For example, how to refine the power of rules and stop glaring at anyone who is pregnant.
And just as Yang Muyun calmed down, the rules of Tao in the space of faith trembled.
The black dragon and white tiger that were holding the ball separated instantly, appeared next to Yang Muyun, and then roared and roared, swallowing and sucking hard at the harvest rules.
Seeing this scene, Yang Muyun was slightly surprised and then felt relieved.
A good harvest is not only the birth of life, but also the end of life. It is the opposition between life and death, growth and extinction, withering and prosperity, but it is also the unity of the two.
This power is in line with the concept of the rules of Tao. The two not only resonate, but also integrate and communicate.
Just as the rules of Buddha combine gears, flames, lightning, sound and many other rules, the rules of Tao also combine harvest rules.
After obtaining the lifelong experience of the God of Harvest, Yang Muyun's seriousness in life became more profound and more respectful.
At this time, the Buddha wheel also rotates, drawing some strength from the rules of harvest - the power of compassion and kindness.
The God of Harvest is the real person who swept the floor and was afraid of hurting the lives of ants. He is full of charity for all lives. He has never killed a single life in the new world, and at most it is to let some species die naturally.
This behavior is exactly in line with the Buddhist compassion, and all living beings are equal.
Laxida quietly looked at Yang Muyun's back, and at the black dragon, white tiger and golden wheel beside Yang Muyun.
Finally, we went further.
With the inheritance of the God of Harvest, the power in the tribe will grow rapidly, and more fire can be left behind, and even if the Ice Age is coming, it can be dealt with more calmly.
Fear of death and life is the instinct of living beings, and no one is willing to give up life.
The same goes for Laxida.
She not only wants to live, but also wants to live better.
At this time, the light on Yang Muyun's body suddenly flourished, and then suddenly retracted into his body.
The harvest rules have been absorbed, and the strength is completely restrained and there is no leakage.
Yang Muyun finally opened his eyes and laughed.
Laxida asked, “How much have you learned the skill of the God of Harvest?”
Yang Muyun said, "I've finished learning!"
With a casual move, the rice on the roof in front of the two sisters disappeared.
Yang Muyun rubbed his hand and hundreds of grains of rice appeared in his hand, then waved his hand and spread it onto the land.
These rice are good seeds cultivated by the God of Harvest over the long years. They take root and their tender roots keep drilling into the soil to prevent themselves from being exposed and being taken away by birds.
“Grow!”
Yang Muyun released a force, and the ground where the seeds were located was like boiling water, bubbling, and the soil kept rolling, as if something amazing was about to surface below.
Rushly...
It was like a rock gun and ground thorn, one green seedling after another emerged.
It is taller, larger and thicker than ordinary seedlings, just like the difference between small grass and large trees.
These seedlings quickly rise above the roof, above the treetops, or even above the mountaintops.
Laxida stood up in surprise, and Yang Muyun blurted out with a silence.
"The power is given a little more!"
After the integration and improvement of the rules of Tao, the rules of harvest are sublimated and qualitative, and the benefits to plants are also stronger.
Yang Muyun exerted the power to ripen the crops at most, but he did not expect that the crops could directly break through the limit.
This power cannot be used indiscriminately.
Thinking of this, Yang Muyun said "wither" again and strictly controlled the output of power.
The crisp seedlings quickly dyed yellow, and then matured in an instant. The rice ears hang down, and the rice stalks could not withstand the weight of the ears and shattered.
"With this power, there will be no more hunger."
Yang Muyun shook his head, "It is not advisable to use divine power to give birth to plants. The seeds grown in this way will degenerate. Moreover, divine power to give birth to plants still consumes ground power. This time it consumed a lot and no grass would grow within a few years."
Hundreds of towering trees suddenly emerged alarmed the members of the tribe, and rushed over to check the situation.
When he saw that it was Yang Muyun, he relaxed his vigilance.
However, the Three Leaves of the Life Tree called Yang Muyun. Yang Muyun knew what he wanted, so he moved his body and came under the tree.
The rules of harvest can indeed be simple and crude to give birth to animals and plants, but if it is too fierce, it is to encourage growth of seedlings. It is harvested in a short time, but in the long run, there are disadvantages but no benefits.
With the lesson of rice, Yang Muyun took a deep breath, then radiated the rules of harvest to form a halo, engraved on the rocks and land around the tree of life.
In this way, these rocks and land will exude the power of harvest for a long time and continue to stimulate the tree of life to grow faster and more vigorously.
Even though Yang Muyun had already lowered his speed, the tree of life still expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The trunks become thicker, the branches become more, and the leaves become denser.
Seeing Sanye sleeping comfortably with her eyes closed and she felt relieved, Yang Muyun nodded with satisfaction, then jumped and flew with the sword.
There is nothing wrong with the tribe for the time being, and the Rift Valley is in chaos.
Three thousand newborns, this is not a small number.
This is like growing crops. Once you harvest, you have to think about what to plant in the next crop.
This group is the blood of Zhurong, who will the next group look for?
"Dashi, do you want your wife? As long as you open a golden mouth, I'll send it to you later."
Dashi shook his head quickly, like a rattle.
"Chief, you don't have a wife yet, how can I marry me?"
Yang Muyun coughed, "We have few people in our tribe, so you have to work hard to have a baby."
Dashi still shook his head, "No, no, you must be the chief."
Yang Muyun was very persuading, but Dashi just believed in his own way and was unwilling to say anything.
Yang Muyun was helpless, "I already have three thousand."
“(⊙o⊙)What?”
"If you don't believe me, go and take you to see."
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