Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 342 The Sun and the Moon in the Furnace

Liang De stared at the ice puck for a while, then said:

"Director Dong, can you flip it over again?"

Dong Cunzhen brought the overturned wine glass to his mouth, and drank half of the whiskey that was still about three fingers high.

He put his fingers into the glass with the mouth down and shook it. The wine and the ice ball above remained unmoved, as if restrained by an invisible force, no matter how tilted and shaken, not a single drop was spilled come out.

But in Liang De's spiritual perception of a warrior, there is no extraordinary power attached to the wine glass.

"See, it doesn't need a shell.

Because of your natural body structure, you habitually imagine the spiritual "I" as a similar thing, with a tough and firm outer shell and a soft and fragile inner core, but is that really the case.

Forging this time breaks the shell of your imagination. In fact, you don't have any shell at all. What the forging will change is the way you interact with the outside world.

Inside and outside are just a metaphor.

I mentioned this metaphor to give you a handle. If you keep this imagination, you will not be at a loss in the process of being forged.

Your life form has long been separated from the limitations of your body structure, and the new interaction mode may be more suitable for you now, why bother turning it over again.

If you still need a shell, and the obsession in your heart is not gone, then a new shell will naturally appear. "

"I...almost...get it."

Liang De nodded in confusion, and said:

"Then how do I cooperate with forging?"

Dong Cunzhen said: "It's very simple, when you hear me calling you later, agree.

A little later is fine, but be sure to respond. "

It's so simple...

"Yes, Director Dong, I am ready and can start anytime."

Liang De sat upright, with firm eyes, completely different from his usual loose and loose appearance.

The reason was that he was afraid that it would hurt too much for a while, so he clenched his teeth subconsciously.

These days, he has seen how hard Dong Cunzhen's disciples are and how strong their ability to endure pain is.

But those steel-like muscular guys will unconsciously tense up when they talk about Mr. Dong, and the hair of the jackal in the third grade is even more bristling, and the military uniform on his body is all torn.

Liang De's determination is waterless, and he will not run away, but the slight fear before the pain is about to hit is hard to get rid of, just like a primary school student waiting to be vaccinated, he needs to clench his fists and tighten his triceps to cheer himself up.

"Okay, very spirited!"

Dong Cunzhen didn't say much, he swung his iron fist and slammed it down, smashing Liang De in front of him into a puddle of liquid substance like molten iron. The dazzling fluid fell from the sky and burned on the iron hematum bar floor. There was a deep hole.

He put down his fist and waited for a while, reaching out to scoop up a handful of "copper juice", as if he was feeling the temperature. After a while, Dong Cunzhen picked up the ice puck on the wine glass, bent down and shouted to the bottom of the hole:

"Liang De!"

The flowing copper molten iron solidified instantly, and a metallic voice came from the bottom of the cave:

"I'm here!"

A small hole like a black dot appeared on the puck, only to hear the sound of the wind, a streamer of five colors flew out of the hole in the floor, and got into the small hole on the top of the puck in an instant.

At the bottom of the cave, there were only some gray and black residues, which were Liang De's impurities.

During the continuous forging in the past few days, Liang De was inevitably filled with many things that did not belong to him. After this name extraction, what went into the furnace was clean and good materials.

Dong Cunzhen casually tossed the ice puck that closed the furnace door upwards, and the forge loaded with Liang De hung in mid-air and emitted dark blue light, illuminating the rough-faced middle-aged man standing in the shadow behind the bar.

Mo Feisheng poured himself a glass of wine, took out a shell from his sleeve and tapped it on the countertop. An old monk the size of a finger came out of the shell, straightened his monk's clothes, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Mo's Illusory Sea Passing Heart Shell is really amazing. Although the old monk has not passed through the world, it is as if he is in the real world. It is really a wonderful workmanship."

Mo Feisheng said: "The master's soul is also strong. If it is an ordinary red-level in the world, how can it stand the rounds of 120 eight lighthouses in the sky."

He discussed with Tokachi for several days and nights in the North Shaolin Flagship Temple on the other side. At first he called him a bald donkey, but later he changed his name to a monk. After Mo Feisheng realized that this monk had some unique insights into the turbulence of the sky and sea, he changed his name again.

He also has three points of admiration in his heart for a red-level red-level in the world to have such insight, and he can be worthy of Mo Feisheng's three points of admiration, of course he is worthy of the title of "Master".

The benevolent old monk walked under the dark blue ball and looked at it for a while, then said:

"Junior Brother Cunzhen, you are in charge of the fire of this forge. In your opinion, how long will it take to forge the karma of that benefactor Liang De?"

Dong Cunzhen said: "Senior Brother Shi Sheng did not ask the question well, karma is invisible and formless, I have spent half my life studying and enlightening, but I can only catch a few shadows, so how can I know the karma of others. "

Monk Shisheng laughed and said, "Junior Brother Cunzhen, you can't deceive me. You and Mr. Mo are both extremely confident people. If you are not sure, you will not make a move."

Mo Feisheng looked at the wine in the glass and said, "I have some confidence in me, but in the end it depends on whether he has the fate."

"I see."

"Brother, it's so boring to just do this and wait. You should have a drink too. This fake body should be able to drink."

"Sin, sin, let's have a glass of bloody Buddha."

……

In the forge, Liang De, who was beaten into a liquid state, gradually became conscious.

He changed back to having arms and legs, but he didn't know where he was.

Looking around, the surrounding area is full of fragrant mist, as if you have entered a Buddhist-themed aromatherapy sauna.

Liang De called Director Dong a few times but no one answered, so he pushed away the incense mist in front of his eyes and slowly explored forward.

He felt that something was wrong with him, but he didn't know what was wrong.

It seems to have lost something, and it seems to have gained something.

As he walked, he always fell into a trance. Sometimes he felt that he was walking, sometimes he felt that he was walking, sometimes he felt that he was always walking forward, and sometimes he felt that he was always turning in circles.

After an unknown amount of time, when Liang De woke up from his trance again, he found that there were no people and no roads.

Only the same thing as three doors stand... stand inside me?

Liang De was in a trance again, a door fell forward and framed him in.

No, if the door is inside me, how can the door frame me.

Liang De hadn't had time to think about this question carefully, but the sudden recovery of vision and the rushing city night scene made him froze in place.

He lowered his head and saw a pair of red and black sneakers. He reached out and pulled up the hem of his jacket to see that it was a No. 23 jersey.

After taking a few steps back, Liang De raised his head. More than ten meters away, a Korean fried chicken restaurant was open.

The glass door of the fried chicken shop is wiped clean, and the inside of the shop is unobstructed.

There are still a lot of fried chicken in the thermal display cabinet. Next to the display cabinet is a desktop cash register. Standing next to the cash register...

It's that woman.

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