Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

"Grass!"

Liang Qu sat up suddenly and touched his neck.

In mint condition.

Waves hit the boat one after another, and the ropes became loose and tight, tightly restraining the boat.

The fat white insect lay on the table and rolled along with the waves, rolling from one end of the table to the other.

Awei climbed on the edge of the boat, his metal-like foot joints firmly grasping the board. His body rose and fell with the movements of a low-flying water bird, his wings stretched out from his scales trembling slightly.

"It's a dream..."

Liang Qu breathed a long sigh of relief, touched his forehead, and broke into a cold sweat.

Everything in the dream was vivid in my mind, too real for my mother, and there was a dull pain in my neck.

He looked up at the skyline. The sun was still partially hidden under the river.

The time in the dream is indeed longer than reality, much longer!

"Come again!"

After receiving the order, the mirage rolled over to the table, inflated its abdomen, and blew out wisps of white smoke.

Pavilions and pavilions are looming.

Along the edge of the boat, Awei suddenly disappeared. The low-flying waterbird screamed and fell into the water, causing ripples in circles.

The water beasts are tired of eating it, so they need to change their taste occasionally.

…

The sand is flying in the desert, and the moon is full of bows.

Arrows shot out one after another like meteors, the target exploded, the sand gathered, and turned into a new good target.

Arrows floated to hand one after another.

What Liang Qu needs to do is to keep opening the bow and calibrate it.

The dreams created by mirages are very special.

The dust in the air, the collapse of sand dunes, the sound of particles colliding, everything is just like the real world.

Ordinary dreams will never have such a clear sense of detail.

The arrows and targets that appeared out of thin air one after another clearly proved that he was in the dream.

The relaxation and ups and downs of the muscles, the flow of Qi and blood, the rhythm of breathing, and the fatigue after every draw of the bow.

Everything was reflected in Liang Qu's mind one by one.

Archery skills are really improving!

…

The sun gradually rose, and the undulations of the water waves became silently intense.

A large crocodile with a body length of more than four meters floated on the water, its eyes fixed on the floating boat, and as it was about to get closer, a terrifying aura rose from its side.

The first-born creature with two horns could not move and floated in the water, quietly watching the predators flee in haste, and stretched out its claws to scratch its buttocks.

The golden wheel tilted slightly to the west. Liang Qu sat up from the cabin, covering his head with a terrible headache.

Killed by Liu Jie again...

Liu Jie on land and under water are two completely different people. Their strength is many times greater and he cannot be defeated without water control.

Liang Qu pulled out the compass and compared the angle between the direction of the sun and the direction of the compass.

“Between one quarter and three quarters of the time, the deviation will not exceed three quarters of an hour.

I slept for five hours, and almost four days passed in my dream, which was nearly ten times faster. "

After determining the speed of time, Liang Qu turned over and took out the black iron bow. The moment he held the big bow, he felt blessed in his heart. The feelings in the dream completely overlapped with reality, and the feeling in the hand was completely different.

After stringing up the string, he fired five ordinary arrows, pulled the long string as thick as his thumb, and stared at the waterfowl flying in the sky.

A fierce sound broke through the air.

The arrow brushed against the wing of the water bird, and the strong air flow caused it to lose its balance. Before the water bird could adjust its position, the second arrow passed through the chest.

The broken feathers fluttered and fell left and right without touching the water, and several water birds screamed in succession.

The sharp arrows, driven by the terrifying speed, had no chance of staying in the waterfowl's bodies, leaving only a bloody hole as thick as a finger on each bird.

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Plop, plop.

Light red blood flowers bloomed on the water.

Flocks of birds gathering together to hunt fled in all directions.

The smell of blood spread along the water, and several carnivorous fish competed to devour the dead waterfowl.

Liang Qu swung his arms, but he didn't draw the bow at full capacity, and shooting five arrows in a row still consumed a lot of energy.

Five arrows and four water birds fell on the water.

Except for the slight difference in feel between the first arrow and the real one, the remaining four arrows instantly helped him overlay all the training results in the dream into reality.

The dreams created by mirages are indeed extraordinary, and it is a waste of resources to make beautiful dreams.

Continuity of shooting feel is very important.

When ordinary people practice archery, they need to prepare arrows, change targets, and pick up arrows. Over time, they need to let the bow rest to avoid excessive fatigue.

Even if someone from a wealthy family raises his hand to deliver arrows, and a young man goes back and forth to pick up arrows, the time difference in changing targets cannot be avoided.

Training in a dream doesn't require any of this.

The only thing to do is to draw the bow and shoot the arrow.

The only influencing factor is hand trembling caused by poor physical strength, resulting in deviations in feedback.

Liang Qu didn't know how many arrows he shot during the four days in his dream. There were definitely thousands.

With his mind accelerating, he could clearly see the trajectory of each arrow after it was shot, and the adjustments for the next arrow were reflected in his mind.

Liang Qu suspected that even with equal time and equal conditions, the effect of training in dreams would be better than reality.

In reality, there is simply no such clear control of thoughts.

The perfect training ground.

The perfect sparring partner.

The training objects for ordinary people, except for stakes and sandbags, are only brothers and masters.

It's amazing how much money is spent on "raw piles". How could it ever have such favorable conditions as Liang Qu's?

No worries, no need to worry about your own death in a fight to the death!

Unfortunately, Liang Qu could only "pinch" people he had fought against in his dreams.

Those who have never been seen before, such as Xu Yuelong and others, cannot be shaped at all.

And there is an expected downside.

He didn't sleep well at all!

Using dream training, you will not be able to get the mental soothing and relaxation you get during normal sleep.

It's the same feeling as sleeping and dreaming all the time, and waking up the next day feeling sleepy.

"You can't use it too much. You can practice for two or three hours every day. Any more will be torture."

Two or three hours, ten times the flow rate is as much as two days.

He trains three days more than others in one day, and over time, he can surpass others.

"I found a treasure, I'll call you Fat Worm from now on."

Liang Qu patted the mirage.

The fat worm feels surprisingly good in the hand. It feels cold on the body and bounces up and down like jelly when you pat it.

There are all kinds of strange treasures in the water. I wonder what good things there are in the toad.

Liang Qu began to look forward to the next transaction.

"We have built a building ship, but we need to change it to a warship."

Liang Qu wanted to think carefully and let Liu Quanfu and others rest for a few days while deciding on the contents of the next ship model.

"Wow."

The water splashed away, and the fat catfish and the fist came one after another, carrying several big fish heads on board.

After a round of evolution, the four beasts have become as powerful as galloping horse warriors. They can easily deal with monsters that are generally equivalent to the level of ordinary warriors, and there is no need for Liang Qu to follow them.

Now he goes out of the boat and wanders around every day. When the time is up, several water animals come back with fish heads in their mouths, and he has achieved a small success.

"knock off!"

Liang Qu took the fish head and left by boat.