"I seem to have thought of... Come out, come out..."

Chen Yang frowned and thought hard, trying to catch the fleeting flash of inspiration.

During this process, the little cormorant came back and forth once, twice, and three times, and Chen Yang was completely unaware of it.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Chen Yang felt that the skull above his head was opening, and the light of the stars and the moon poured in, turning into a spiritual light, dispelling the darkness.

"I thought of it!"

Chen Yang finally caught a flash of inspiration!

"is blood!"

"Fish blood!"

Chen Yang slapped his thigh with a palm, a look of ecstasy on his face.

Did he finally know what the problem was?

When taking the stone mirror, Chen Yang used the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power to shake open the fish formation that blocked the sky, thereby catching the traces of the stone mirror and grabbing it.

During this process, Chen Yang had no intention of killing the fish, but he still inevitably had the power to scatter them uncontrollably, shattering many fish into pieces.

As a result, the fish blood inevitably blended into the surrounding river water, and it also inevitably touched the stone mirror.

"That bloody light is fish blood!"

"That residual image is the shadow of a swimming fish!"

"By analogy, the only way to suppress or use a stone mirror is with blood!"

Chen Yang suddenly became enlightened and laughed at himself.

Regardless of whether it is in this world or on earth, the most ancient sacrifices have always involved shamans, priests, or other clergy, who offer "sacrifice" of humans or animals as sacrifices to the gods.

Most of the so-called sacrifices to worship gods involve taking blood and applying it to the statues of gods.

Blood has spirituality and contains all secrets. This is the logical basis of this series of actions.

"Since this stone mirror has this mechanism, its origin is probably more ancient than I thought."

Chen Yang's brows that had just relaxed tightened again.

"strangeness."

"Since the method is correct, why doesn't Shi Jing react?"

Chen Yang's palm never left the stone mirror, and he rubbed it inch by inch. The stone mirror's spirituality did not move at all, and there was obviously no sign of its power.

"Wrong method?

still,

Not enough?!"

Chen Yang only thought of these two possibilities.

"I hope it's the latter."

Chen Yang did what he thought of. He stood up and walked to the bow of the ship. With difficulty, he found a place to stand among the piles of water mushrooms that filled the bow.

"Why are there so many..."

"when......"

Chen Yang was completely speechless.

While he was thinking, the little cormorant didn't know how many times he ran back and forth.

If someone were to look down from above, he would probably only see water mushrooms and not the awning boat.

All blocked.

"She must stop this trip when she comes back."

Chen Yang made up his mind. He was extremely suspicious that if he didn't stop, the awning boat would sink and the mushrooms would be pushed to the bottom of the river.

While the little cormorant hadn't come back yet, Chen Yang held the stone mirror in one hand and used his free hand to dip into the water to stir it up.

With a splash, a small whirlpool formed. Chen Yang had a sharp eye and quick hands. He put his hand into the water and pulled a stream of river water up, spinning out like a water dragon.

Among the water dragons, a medium-sized arowana jumped in panic, trying to jump back to the water, but was grabbed by Chen Yang and pulled back.

"It's just you. I'm sorry."

Chen Yang crushed the newly caught arowana to death and wiped the fish's blood on the surface of the stone mirror.
Chapter completed!