In the valley of the rising sun, the god is called ‘Tian Wu’, the Lord of Water. Ze Ding’s body lit up with light patterns, and an inexplicable charm spread out. The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow spread along the spine, as if someone was holding a candle and was going to burn out the fat in Liang Qu’s bone marrow bit by bit. Unlike the Yinglong pattern that appeared on the upper half of the spine, the Yu pattern was on the lower half of the spine, and the feeling was more intense. After a while, the cold sweat dissipated in the water flow. Liang Qu loosened his teeth and his steps were weak. Picking up the tiger-eating man jar again, the charm on it had long dissipated, and there was no such horrifying scene. Something was absorbed from it by Ze Ding, in exchange for the favor of another god of water. Liang Qu knew who Tian Wu was. Tian Wu, eight heads and eight faces, tiger body, eight feet and eight tails, green and yellow, spewing clouds and mist, and governing water.
However, the previous Yinglong pattern did not appear to be favored by Yinglong, but this time it was favored by Tian Wu? Why is this so? Is it the difference in quantity? The aura in this tiger-eating man-eating jar is higher than that of the two-zhang pseudo-dragon tendon? Where does the aura inside come from? The Yinglong pattern gave him an extra top-level body movement that does not require training. What is the function of the Yu pattern? [Yu Zun is Wu, spits mist and rides clouds, layer number: one] [Get the favor of the river ] His sight turned. The surroundings were changing, and there were big rivers and tides in all directions. In the distance, there were wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and hundreds of thousands of mountains stretched out. Liang Qu looked around blankly, as small as a grain of rice placed on the wasteland. Immediately, huge waves surged, and the surrounding water level rose rapidly, flooding over the mountains, rising all the way to the sky, and connecting with the sky. He couldn't float to the surface at all, but soon, wisps of white mist spread from the junction of the sky and the water. The white mist seemed like a sharp cone, forcibly splitting the entire world and separating the sky and water again. "Yin and Yang are in chaos and become fog... The air is covered with things..." The wind is blowing and the boat is shaking. The sparkling golden light is spreading to the distance. Liang Qu stands on the river surface. The fog is surging and rushing in all directions within a mile. Stepping into the fog, the whole fog seems to have turned into his eyes, without any obstruction. The flying bird folds its wings, leaving a long mark, and the fish jumps out of the water, scattering a little white fog. Take two steps, and your figure is even lighter.
A field that belongs to him alone can be said to extend from underwater to the junction of land and water. Yinglong is wind, and Tianwu is cloud. It is the opposite of wind from tiger and cloud from dragon, and it has become wind from dragon and cloud from tiger. Not only that... Liang Qu sits cross-legged, urging the golden body, and the dragon and tiger energies are intertwined. Looking carefully, the dragon's body is wrapped in breeze, and the tiger's body is carrying a faint white mist. The power is even greater than before! It is indeed different. The dragon-tiger golden body will give birth to the dragon-tiger qi, which has the effect of exterminating evil and destroying evil spirits. The moment Liang Qu obtained the Yu pattern, he felt that the dragon-tiger golden body had changed. Now it seems that it is the previous Yinglong pattern that has been fed back to the dragon-tiger qi. Liang Qu doesn't know whether this is good or bad, but it is probably good. Yinglong and Tianwu are much more powerful than ordinary dragons and tigers. What little ghost dares to bump into these two great gods? You will die if you stare at them from eight hundred miles away! Try to control the water again. The fog dissipated, and the surging waves surged from the surroundings. The sound of water filled the whole world, and there were splashing water everywhere. In a trance, the entire marsh surface seemed to be lifted by Liang Qu, shaking the marsh. Approaching 8,000 tons... From 500 tons to 8,000 tons, it increased by 16 times in an instant. It was normal. The fusion degree doubled, and Liang Qu's own strength doubled several times. Adding the favor degree just now, sixteen times was a normal value. And it only sounded a lot. The actual volume was just a cube of about twenty meters in length, width and height. It was not big, nor was it small. It was about the size of a pond in a wealthy family. Moreover, controlling water was useless for small targets, and it was mainly effective for large targets. Liang Qu asked Roundhead and Scarhead to carry the Buddha sculpture they had seen before. Unexpectedly, the light underwater was not good. After bringing the originally black Buddha statue to the shore, it turned out to be magnificent. The amber texture of the whole body showed golden silk threads, which made the whole Buddha statue look more divine. Liang Qu didn't know what wood it was made of, so he didn't dare to destroy it rashly.
He reached out and touched the back cover, tapped it gently, and it vibrated a little bit. Finally, he pressed it a little and uncovered the entire back cover. No water flowed out. Liang Qu breathed a sigh of relief. No water flowed out, proving that after so many years, the inside had not been soaked in water. If it was a sutra, it would probably be well preserved. He laid the Buddha statue flat, and with the help of the sunlight, he could see clearly that there was a closed scroll inside. He took the scroll out and unfolded it a little. The handwriting on it was clear and the paper was smooth. Perhaps because it was isolated from the air, the pages had not turned yellow. He read it word by word and closed it in disappointment. Damn, it's just an ordinary sutra. It's not a secret book, nor a martial arts book, but a Buddhist scripture that talks about great principles. It's useless to ordinary people. Good things don't all fall on one person's head. I'll give it to the old monk later, and he might like it. Liang Qu rolled up the scroll, stuffed it into his back, and re-covered the backboard. This trip was a huge gain. The Jianghuai marshes are really full of treasures, and there are very few competitors for development. A small group of finless porpoises can collect so many good things. I dare not imagine what the scenery is like over there on the toad's side. "Roundhead, Ah Fei, you stay and help Scarhead and the others move to the area near the lotus root waters." Liang Qu left an order and drove the boat back to Shangrao. He then put the Buddha statue and the Tiger Devouring Man Jar in a sackcloth and hurried home. The old monk happened to be at home. "Master, I found a good thing!" Liang Qu moved a table from the hall and unfolded the sackcloth that wrapped the Buddha statue in the courtyard with better light. The old monk stared at the Buddha statue and observed the golden texture on it. "Mingmu root?" "Mingmu root?" Liang Qu lowered his head, "What is the material of the Buddha statue?" The old monk nodded. "The value of the dark wood is higher than gold, and it is amber in color. The root of the dark wood is several times more valuable than gold, and it has golden lines. When you stand next to it, do you feel peaceful and harmonious?" "Yes." "That's right. The dark wood can calm people's hearts, promote thinking, and enlighten wisdom. It only takes a piece as big as an index finger to carve it into a wooden pendant. If a child wears it all year round, he will be smarter than other children. Even a warrior can help him become enlightened.
And the effect of the root of the dark wood is several times that of the dark wood." Liang Qu's eyes flashed. He didn't expect that the Buddha statue itself was a treasure. No, it's so valuable, the scroll behind it should also be extraordinary. "Where did you find such a huge root of the dark wood?" "I fished it out of the water. I don't know how long it has been soaked. There is no algae growing on it. There is something hidden behind it, a bundle of scrolls. I thought the master might be interested, so I brought it back." "Can you let me take a look?" "Take a look at it. If you like it, give it to the master." After hearing about the value of the dark wood, Liang Qu opened the cover more carefully and took out the scroll. The value of the scriptures behind it must be high, but it also depends on the person. For example, the first draft of the Diamond Sutra is a treasure of Buddhism, but for Liang Qu, the only way to realize its value is to sell it to the monk. The old monk wanted to give it away. The value of the Diamond Sutra of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers is definitely higher than this scroll of scriptures. Holding the scroll, the old monk slowly unfolded it and observed it. The sun shone obliquely, shining through the scroll, and the black characters formed a shadow, which was obliquely reflected on the table. Liang Qu saw the old monk frowning little by little. It was the first time in history! "Master, what did you see?" "I dare not say for sure, I need to study it." The old monk shook his head. "Then you can take it back to the house and take a look at it slowly." The old monk nodded and took the scroll back to the house. Liang Qu moved the wooden statue into the room, and took the bead that looked like a mermaid's tear to find the old giant clam. He stepped forward and patted the big shell of the old giant clam, and handed the bead forward. "Old Bei, you came from the sea, you are knowledgeable, do you know what this is?" "Hey, mermaid's tears? How did you get this?" "It's really a mermaid's tear." Liang Qu twisted the small bead, and didn't expect that what he found casually was actually a mermaid's tear. "Aren't mermaids in the sea? How come there are also mermaids in the Jianghuai Lake?" "When I first arrived, there were mermaid tribes in the Jianghuai Lake, and their fabrics were quite popular. After the real dragon passed away, the mermaid tribes also migrated away. Your mermaid tears should be a relic of that time."