Wu Fan returned home with the camera. He naturally didn't know how to make movies. When he returned home, he immediately went to the library and spent half a day reading all the books on directing and photography in the library.
With his current IQ, after half a day, his directing skills would be top-notch in China, if not world-class.
However, Wu Fan still needed some tricks to make this blockbuster film even more exciting.
After Wu Fan left the mirror world, the mirror world had undergone a huge change.
After Wu Fan had planted a modified Heavenly Dao seal on the Zimu River, no living being could get close to the river. As long as they got close to the river, they would be pushed away by an invisible force.
They didn't agree to this. Who would be happy if they were inexplicably chased away from their homes?
They tried their best to go back, but no matter how hard they tried or how powerful their spells were, they could not reach within a hundred meters of the river. They could not even swim across the river.
In the end, they had no choice but to give up their original residence and look for a new one.
All living beings, whether it was flowers, trees, dragonfish, birds, or beasts, as long as they had souls, after they died, their souls would come to the Zimu River.
In ten years, the originally clear river water had turned emerald green. At night, under the moonlight, it would emit a little green light.
The temperature around the Zimu River also slowly dropped. Even if it was a hot summer day, one could feel the coldness emitted by the river water from a hundred meters away. It was a bone-chilling cold. No matter how much one wore, one could still feel the cold.
Ten years after Wu Fan left, Long Ming, who had been cultivating at the foot of the Divine Mountain of Creation, finally had a small success in his Ghost Dao. He could already condense a ghost body, and his strength had also greatly increased. He could even fight against the clansmen of the four divine beasts.
The Zimu River could stop the four divine beasts and all living beings in the world, but it could not stop Long Ming. Under Long Ming's lead, his 19 brothers came to the river. They first knelt before the Divine Mountain of Creation and then drank the Zimu River water.
The nineteen people who drank the river water did not feel uncomfortable at first. However, after they returned, in just one night, their stomachs became as if they were pregnant for ten months. They could even feel that new life was being nurtured in their bodies.
The twenty brothers were very happy. They did not know that men could not give birth. They thought that this was a new life given by the God of Creation. They were deeply grateful to Wu Fan.
The next day, nineteen eggs were spat out from their mouths. As soon as the eggs fell to the ground, they turned into nineteen babies, both male and female.
With the help of the Zimu River, humans began to reproduce and slowly survived on this continent. They no longer had to worry about extinction.
The nineteen children grew up and reproduced with each other. Even without the help of the Zimu River, they could give birth to offspring. However, some people felt that ten months of pregnancy was too long. Once they found out that they were pregnant, they would go to the Zimu River to drink the river water. This way, the child would be born in two days.
In this way, humans, regardless of gender, could give birth to offspring, and the population rapidly expanded.
Every new generation of humans would have better aptitudes and gradually obtain the recognition of the Heavenly Dao. They would integrate into this world, and it would be easier for them to learn spells and cultivate.
Although he wasn't as talented as the Four Great Sacred Beasts or the creatures on the continent who had been baptized by the power of the world, he was no longer comparable to the humans back then.
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The parasol tree branch that Wu Fan had thrown into the Spring of Life on the Divine Mountain of Creation had also changed. Twenty years after Wu Fan left, the branch had developed its own consciousness.
It first grew a pair of eyes, then a mouth, and finally its hands and feet. This growth process lasted about a year.
A year later, it could no longer be considered a branch, but an emerald green Tiny Treant.
Now that the Tiny Treant had limbs, it was not satisfied with this small pool. It jumped out of the pool and wandered around the Creation Temple.
There were no other creatures in the palace. It wandered for a long time. Perhaps it was bored, so it came to the square of the Divine Hall, where Wu Fan had killed thousands of people.
The square was gloomy and there was a wraith drifting around.
The thousands of people who had been killed by Wu Fan had died in the square because Wu Fan's power had enveloped the Divine Mountain of Creation. They could not leave at all, and because Wu Fan had brought the Spring of Life.
The vigorous vitality emitted by the Spring of Life prevented their souls from dissipating and kept them in their soul state.
For the past 20 years, they had been bored out of their wits and started to devour each other. In the end, General John won and devoured all the souls, becoming a powerful existence. However, he became even more lonely.
In the past, there were still ghosts to talk to John. Now, there was not even a shadow of a ghost. It was lonely.
At this time, he saw the treant walking over and was overjoyed. He thought that he was going to have fun this time. It didn't matter if he was a human or a demon. As long as someone spoke, it would be fine. Therefore, he pounced on the treant and wanted to catch the treant, afraid that the treant would escape.
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