“Woo woo woo woo…”

The warrior in white who had a missing eyeball lay on the ground and whimpered in pain.

The broken hands, feet and spine made him try to struggle and move, but in the end he just wriggled his body with difficulty.

Yang Chu held the other person's eyes in his hand and carefully observed the internal structure.

He has sufficient medical knowledge and is already very clear about the general structure of an eyeball. However, he is not sure about some subtle points. After all, this thing needs to be referenced physically.

After carefully observing the eyeball inside and out, he used a knife to carefully cut it layer by layer, looking at the blood vessels and nerves inside.

Cornea, pupil, iris, lens, vitreous...

Yang Chu picked up the dagger again, and began to try to use the tip of the dagger to engrave it bit by bit.

His hands were very stable, his movements were fast and subtle, and extremely accurate. In almost a few breaths, a pattern that was hard to see in the naked eye was quietly tattooed on the cornea by Yang Chu.

“There is still no good tool.”

After everything was done, Yang Chu looked at the white-clothed warrior in his hand and sighed softly.

The average horizontal diameter of the cornea of ​​adult men is 11 mm and the average vertical diameter of men is 10 mm. It is still a little bit difficult to engrave the texture model he expected on the area of ​​such a fingernail.

Yang Chu's control over various subtle movements is much stronger than the most exquisite micro-carving master. He can reach a subtle distance between 50-500 microns with his naked eyes and a rough dagger alone, which is almost the slightest part of the tip of the dagger at hand.

If there are more precise tools and high-magnitude microscopes, Yang Chu should be able to reach single-digit micrometer distance control.

"However, even if it's a bit rough, I'll have to give it a try for the time being."

Yang Chu looked at the cornea on the surface of the eyeballs in his hand, and it was almost impossible for the naked eye to see the layers of texture engraved by Yang Chu. However, when Yang Chu took a cut palm branch and approached it to block the sunlight, a little bit of subtle fluorescence could flow between the two.

"In the genus of wood, it is green, and when transferred to the human eye, it appears red. This special radiation and energy derived from the refraction of the Great Moon..."

Yang Chu looked at the glimmer of fireflies radiating between his palms, and a smile appeared on his face, "It can be called a spiritual energy."

"Yang...Brother Yang..."

Standing under the palm tree, Fang Ashui, who was watching Yang Chu's strange movements, had a deeper and deeper confusion on his face, and seemed to be unable to see through what Yang Chu was doing.

"Ashui..."

Yang Chu turned his head, looked at Fang Ashui, and smiled, "Do you want to break the rule and oppression of Fang Jin's warriors over you ordinary people?"

"I think, of course!"

Fang Ashui focused his head heavily and turned around to look at the white-clothed warrior whose eyes were goued out on the ground. "But Brother Yang, we are not warriors. Many people have resisted before, but dozens of us can't beat one or two martial artists, let alone..."

Fang Ashui did not continue to say the following words, but the meaning was obvious.

Ordinary people are oppressed and exploited by warriors and have to suffer their rule like pigs and sheep. The outbreak of resistance is absolutely impossible.

But most people are just a mantis chariot every time, and no matter how hard they resist, they are useless. They are gradually killed with blood. After several generations, even if they still have the intention to fight, their strength is huge, and not many people really dare to do so.

Things that don’t see a little hope will become ordinary over time.

Even Fang Ashui himself, if the village had not been slaughtered this time and was suddenly stimulated, he might not have the desire to resist for the moment.

On the contrary, what everyone expects is that they can have the innate true seeds and become warriors. If they don’t help themselves, they can give birth to the next generation who can become warriors.

"good!"

Yang Chu looked at Fang AShui's answer, a smile appeared on his face, and casually put aside the white-clothed warrior's eyeball. In Fang AShui's extremely puzzled gaze, he reached out to snatch his left eye.

"Brother Yang, you..."

Fang Ashui looked at Yang Chu's actions and was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and screamed in horror.

"Don't be afraid."

Yang Chu held the right eyeball in his hand, briefly closed the nerves and blood vessels around his eyes, and continued to pick up the dagger and gently engraved it on the surface of the cornea. While slightly moving the tip of the dagger, he spoke:

"Ashui, all the energy in this world, well, you can understand it as strength. All power has a source. When you cook, the calories of the flame come from firewood and coal. You can run kinetic energy, grow from a little child to an adult, and consume rice, grain, vegetables, fish and meat that you eat every day in every meal."

"Whether it is firewood, coal, rice, grain, vegetables, fish, their growth is like you, and they absorb lower-level soil, sunlight, insects, ants, plants, seaweed, etc. At the most fundamental point, the power that all things in the world can actually appear comes from several places, the sun above our heads and the geothermal heat of the earth where we live."

"What the so-called martial artists say is born to understand the innate true seeds and cultivate the innate qi. The source of their power is actually nothing more than being born to be more friendly to a certain force in the sun and the moon. After that, they use martial arts practice to form the innate qi and penetrate the whole body. They also have a strong mind and control the world."

Yang Chu held his eye-bearing eyes with one hand, and the dagger in his hand seemed to be slight tremor, constantly drawing complex texture lines on his cornea, and continued:

"I'm teaching you now to know a new power. This power was born in the Great Moon, a kind of light, a kind of heat, a kind of radiation, which you have called it psychic energy.

Those who have spirits in the grass and trees are moved by the moon, just like people born with innate true seeds, and plants and trees are born with spiritual energy. As time goes by, they have a meager consciousness and people are ignorant. They think that gods and monsters are worshipped day and night, and their consciousness gradually grows and gradually turns into gods. Their power is the spiritual energy given by the moon. The grass, trees, mountains and rocks are affected by spiritual energy, and we can also learn what they use..."

Speaking of the last sentence, Yang Chu paused a lightly with a dagger that seemed to be trembling in his hand, then pressed his eyes to his right eye socket and then pressed it in again.

When the eyelids are closed, the various blood vessels in the eye are connected to the disconnected eyeball again.

With Yang Chu's current recovery ability, it is not difficult to take the organs on his body away from his body and before the cells die completely.

Yang Chu walked to the palm tree again and chopped it up twice with a dagger. The hard bark of the palm tree was peeled open, revealing layers of fine and complex texture inside that seemed to flow with some strange energy.

Yang Chu opened his right eye and stuck it over.

Soon, green stars and fluorescence continued to gather on these naked tree trunks and poured into Yang Chu's eyes.

"Psychic energy is a power that can be absorbed and released by the body. It has the attributes of innate qi to strengthen itself, can strengthen itself and improve various qualities of your body. At the same time, it can also release power when it is condensed."

While absorbing the spiritual energy that had gathered in the palm tree for many years, Yang Chu opened his mouth to explain to Fang Ashui, who had grown up next to him, "If your body does not have a true innate seed of innate qi, then construct a cycle model through acquired dynasty to absorb and store these spiritual energy. This is the psychic organ."

While speaking,

A large number of green light spots were only barely seen in the sun at first, but when they arrived, they gradually formed a silk-like green light, which continued to pour into Yang Chu's right eye.

In the end, these green glimmers almost centered on Yang Chu's right eye, forming a vortex that kept pouring into the right eye of the eyeball.

A lush palm tree was almost visible to the naked eye.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The white-clothed warrior who was lying on the ground on the other side watched Yang Chu's actions with only one eye. His face showed indescribable horror for the first time, and whimpering kept ringing.

For those of them who practice innate qi, they only knew that they could understand the innate true seeds since childhood, and they were selected peerless geniuses, but how could they know that Yang Chu explained this way?

"It's done!"

In just a short moment, Yang Chu's face left the palm tree, his eyes closed, he turned to face Fang Ashui, and stood quietly.

Sudden--

Yang Chu suddenly opened his eyes, and a red light flowed in the eyeballs of his right eye.

"Sure enough, now you can see the innate energy in the warrior."

Yang Chu glanced at the body of the white-clothed warrior lying on the ground, and indeed saw the difference between the other party's body. His whole body was covered with a purple color, but it became significantly lighter and overflowed in the joints of hands, feet, spine and eye sockets.

On his eyes, various green fluorescence absorbed continued to flow and penetrate along the texture engraved on the cornea of ​​Yang Chu, further transforming his entire eyeball.

Dynamic vision, microscopic, remote... The eyeballs of the right eye continue to flow and deepen with the continuous flow of the model texture of Yang Chu structure that absorbs psychic energy, and various supernatural abilities continue to appear.

Yang Chu stood there, blinked his right eye twice, and suddenly the gathering red light shot out from his right eye, like a bolt of lightning, shooting towards a huge rock dozens of meters away.

With a loud bang, the huge rock was shot by the red light bursting out from Yang Chu's right eye, and exploded and shattered with a bang.

"Yang...Brother Yang, your eyes?!"

Fang Ashui looked at the red light that seemed to be solid on Yang Chu's right eye, and his voice had already trembled a little.

"My right eye has been transformed into a psychic organ. In addition to absorbing the spiritual energy that hopefully achieves the earth god in front of me, I am absorbing various psychic energy that overflows in the air at all times."

Yang Chu turned his head and said to Fang Ashui with a smile. Another red light shot towards the chest of the white-clothed warrior who was lying on the ground.

A puff-

The red rays shot through the white-clothed warrior's chest almost without any obstacles, revealing a large piece of charred marks.

The purple innate energy of the opponent's second level was almost completely unstoppable under the red sight of Yang Chu's psychic organs.

"Ashui, I will teach you how to transform psychic organs."

Yang Chu cut off a piece of wooden block the size of a palm tree on the side, and quickly engraved a pattern with complex textures and dense lines on it with a dagger, and handed it to Fang Ashui's hand, "This is a basic model for gathering and releasing spiritual energy. There is still a lot of room for improvement on this model. You can write it down first."

As he said that, he walked to Fang Ashui again, tore open his injured calf, and used a dagger to pick out the stone embedded in his calf muscles.

In Yang Chu's right eye, Fang Ashui's leg muscles were damaged, the rupture of blood vessels and nerves, and the slight shattering of bones were all visible.

"I will first change a psychic organ for your calves. Well, it will change your fate against the will of heaven. It may not be appropriate to use a psychic organ, but it can be called a life-obedience..."

Yang Chu took the dagger and began to connect blood vessels and nerves on Fang Ashui's calves.

Before, his vision could not see such subtleness, but his right eye had been transformed with psychic energy, and his microscopic vision was ten times more powerful, and all kinds of subtle blood vessels and nerves were extremely clear in his eyes.

"Um--"

Fang Ashui was sweating coldly, and the pain on his feet came, causing cold sweat to flow from his forehead.

But he didn't dare to move, but instead devoted all his attention to the wooden block engraved with complex model balls that Yang Chu taught him, with textures one by one, and continuous memory.

If Yang Chu hadn't almost revealed a miraculous scene in front of him, he would have completely no faith in what Yang Chu said about the spiritual energy.

But seeing that Yang Chu's right eye could burst out with a red light, destroying the rock, a red light penetrated the white-clothed warrior who could not even kill the stone. He understood that this kind of thing was the real power.

"hiss--"

Severe pain continued to pour into my mind, sweat and tears were intertwined on Fang Ashui's face, and his body almost twitched.
To be continued...