"It seemed to be a circular, shimmering thing..." Lu Jiangxian pondered vaguely, a faint premonition arising in her heart:,Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.,"First, I'll savor the moonlight thoroughly. Perhaps it will bring about a qualitative change." He secretly planned: "I don't know what the mirror is made of, nor how the outside world views sentient objects. I better not be discovered by some cultivator and have my sentience extinguished casually."。