Liang Qu's five fingers were slightly bent, and he grasped the bronze mirror with animal patterns.
The mirror surface was like water, silver light flashed through, and a pair of pupils glowed with bright golden light, as if lava was flowing in the depths, and the condensed pressure was as thick as a mountain.
Golden Eyes and Snow Teeth!
Liang Qu's eyes flashed.
His previous guess was absolutely correct, the eyes of the golden-eyed beast would be of great benefit to him!
Looking around, everything becomes brighter and brighter.
Comparing the two, it seems that the previous world seemed lifeless.
In the corner where the beams meet, a tall spider spins silk and spins a web. Its abdomen is bulging, its foot joints are connected, and every detail is visible.
A few flying mosquitoes that were not yet dead were stuck to the pulled out spider silk. The flying mosquitoes were flapping their wings and struggling feebly.
Only from the perspective of eyesight, there was a certain improvement, but that was not what Liang Qu wanted.
The liver opens the eyes, and opening the fu organs can improve eyesight. After Liang Qu broke through the realm, his eyesight has reached a level that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. It is not a big deal to see through the flight paths of mosquitoes in the air.
The role of golden eyes is much more than that.
other aspects……
Coercion?
Or something else?
Liang Qu looked at himself in the mirror, his brows furrowing more and more.
The function can still be slowly explored, with only a pair of golden eyes...
He looks cool, but he is definitely conspicuous. No one would believe him if he came out and said he had never practiced eye skills.
Liang Qu closed his eyes, running Wansheng Baoyuan, calmly looking inward, and converging his eyes.
The golden light in the pupils slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint golden light around the edges.
Not enough, not enough.
Liang Qu tried again and again, and his golden eyes became darker and darker until his aura completely converged before disappearing completely. However, facing the bronze mirror, he still felt that there was a change compared to before.
A person's eyes often represent a person's spirit and are a window into the heart.
Different windows reveal completely different colors.
High-spirited, enthusiastic, shrinking, timid, and pure are all available, and the impressions given to people are even more different.
The eyes are darker and brighter.
It seems...better?
Liang Qu suspected that he was too narcissistic. His appearance had not changed, but that was how he felt.
The sky outside the house was getting dark, and the heavy rain that had been falling for a long time turned into a steady drizzle, and strings of raindrops fell intermittently under the eaves.
Wuzhiqi is Shuijun. If he wants to know the other abilities of Jinmu, of course he cannot do without water.
Liang Qu walked through the corridor into the west wing of the third courtyard and headed towards the pond.
Since the pond was built, the west wing of the third courtyard has been connected to the pond. A row of wooden trestles extends from the room, with the pond underneath, somewhat reminiscent of Suzhou gardens.
In the pool, the old clam's double shells were closed and motionless.
There has been no sun for several days, so the old clam is not in high spirits. When I see it many times, it closes its shell, maybe it is resting.
Several small fish saw the shadows of people moving on the plank road and gathered around them one after another.
Liang Qu stared at the fish for a while, and a feeling of something divine lingered in his heart.
As soon as he thought, the golden light reappeared, the divine light was like a torch, and the huge pressure was overwhelming.
The old clam in the pond woke up from his sleep and subconsciously wanted to escape into the underground river. As he moved, he suddenly found the beam canal on the plank road and trembled all over.
It's this kid who's acting like a monster again!
It worries about monsters and fishermen all day long in the big swamp, and has trouble sleeping every night. It still can't sleep well in the pond, so isn't the move of this family in vain?
The old clam was in a false alarm and kept slandering.
Liang Qu didn't know what the old clam was thinking. He looked at the few small fish standing still under him, and his feeling became stronger.
It seems that he can control them.
Liang Qu pointed to the other side of the pond, and an incredible scene appeared. The small fish lined up in a row, wagging their tails and swimming to the northernmost edge of the pond!
The old clam next to him suspected that he had seen it wrong and moved closer.
I saw Liang Qu pointing back again, and the little fish swam back again!
The old clam was dumbfounded, even though it had no eyes or mouth.
That’s right.
The fish are really following instructions!
The rain splashed down, and there were ripples in the pond.
Liang Qu suddenly understood his changes.
He thought again, and the small fishes scattered one after another, and worked together to push a piece of floating duckweed to the edge of the trestle.
I see!
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With the golden eye open, you can actually control ordinary aquatic creatures!
Just a small fish, or...
He turned his head and looked at the old clam with its big shell open.
"Old Bay!"
"ah?"
The old clam was stunned for a moment, and two golden eyes as bright as the sun suddenly appeared in its sea of consciousness. The vast pressure made it panic, and it broke away and screamed, "What is this!"
The vague connection was broken instantly.
Liang Qu immediately understood that Jinmu's influence had scope and conditions.
It will definitely not work if the strength is too high, but the specific range is not yet known, so you have to go to Daze to give it a try.
"Old Bei, how do you feel?"
"How does it feel?"
The pressure dissipated, and the old clam could not be surprised, and was led to think deeply, "The sun appears, it seems that it should listen to your words, and..."
"And what?"
"And it's only natural?"
The old clam said a word that even he found unbelievable.
These four words represent something too profound.
Even if it is an ancient relic, it may be able to intimidate other beasts by relying on the pressure of its bloodline, but it will never be able to drive it, let alone give it a sense of "it is natural and right".
Even the reincarnation of a real dragon can't do it!
Who is this guy?
Ape, golden eyes...
I've never heard of it.
The more the old clam thought about it, the more confused he became.
"Does it feel strong?"
The old clam pondered for a while.
"weak."
It is bluffing at first contact, but it only shakes off the influence a little, without much binding force.
Liang Qu nodded and let go of his control over a few small fish, letting them swim freely.
"Don't show this ability in front of monsters, or you may get into trouble."
Old Tridacna gives good advice.
We got along for a while. Although Liang Qu often did some inexplicable things, he was still a good person.
Wandering in the swamp, basking in the sun in the pond, and occasionally a few water animals coming to communicate, it is much better than the hard life of a shellfish before, at least there is someone to joke with.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
The better the bloodline of the spirit, the greater the benefits it will get after eating it. If you show your holiness indiscriminately in the big swamp, you may be targeted by some big monster.
Liang Qu looked up and saw a faint red light in the dark clouds.
It's getting dark.
The auction ended at noon. It was interspersed with competitions, merit awards, and decoctions. It was already evening.
Besides, there is still one martial art that I haven’t learned yet. It’s not too late to go to Daze tomorrow.
Liang Qu returned to the quiet room and dug out the free Zhongcheng Martial Arts thunder-character seal he won from the competition.
Pull off the wax paint at the edge of the scroll and open the scroll to read through it.
This was his first time learning the martial arts of Wanxiang Xing, especially the more practical Lei Xing.
"It's a bit like the thunder in the palm, huh? There is also a part of the movement technique... which is quite strange. Can it be combined with the Yinglong pattern? Let's try it in my dream at night."
…
In the kitchen, Aunt Zhang brought the bowls and chopsticks.
In order to facilitate cleaning, Liang Qu always came to the kitchen to eat every time he ate, so as not to carry it around.
The old monk walked into the kitchen and sat on the opposite side.
Liang Qu filled the bowl with rice and asked, as a habit, if he had gained anything. The answer he received was the same as before.
"Never."
"Master, you don't need to be too attached to a book of scriptures. You should go out for a walk more often and combine work and rest."
The old monk studied the theory of consciousness every day, even if he didn't forget to eat and sleep, he didn't even leave home.
So much so that Liang Qu could only see him when eating every day, and his sense of presence was greatly reduced.
The external brain also needs to rest.
"good."
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