Although this furnace is an imaginary image, it is not formless and substantial, but a spiritual force. For example, when people walk at night and encounter evil spirits, they visualize that the Buddha can be bold and invincible, that is, the visualized Buddha has the spiritual power to ward off evil spirits. So theoretically, this stove can store fist intent. ”

Wang Yong thought in his heart, trying to transfer the image of the Ding furnace from his mind to the dantian.

This is a difficult process, every time Wang Yong's mind moves, the condensed image of the Ding Furnace will disintegrate.

After all, Wang Yong was not a true religious practitioner, but only realized his visualization by virtue of his talents. It's one thing to be able to fix the visual image, it's another thing to shift.

According to Buddhism, visualization is divided into three stages, the first stage is to condense the image, the second stage is to do whatever you want without breaking the image, and the third stage is to reach the level of supernatural powers. Visualized imagery can be released and appear outside the body.

There are many short stories in Buddhist scriptures, that is, in order to prevent others from disturbing him during zazen, the visualizer deliberately released some vicious images to scare visitors. This is the third stage of supernatural powers, which is full of metaphysical meaning.

What Wang Yong wants to do now is the second stage, do whatever he wants and the image is not broken. As soon as the mind moves, the image will emerge. Wherever the mind comes to mind, the image will appear.

"Cultivation is really not something that can be achieved overnight. But now I don't have time to cultivate slowly, I have to have a *-style practice!" Wang Yong gritted his teeth, did not stop, and continued to condense the image of the Creation Furnace.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wang Yong condensed a whole day like this.

When night fell, Yinglang, who was guarding outside, had already changed shifts with Rakshasa Girl, and Wang Yong had not succeeded.

Moving the imagery to the dantian is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to actually do.

Wang Yong failed repeatedly, and the best one he did was only to move to the position above the dantian, and he was defeated by the surging fist intent.

The pain caused by the fist intent still had a great impact on Wang Yong, making it impossible for him to concentrate 100%.

"It can't go on like this, this fist intent has been raging for too long, and I'm close to exhaustion. If it can't be solved quickly, I'm afraid it will really die in the East. Wang Yong's brows furrowed.

"If you can't move the image, can you change it to another method?, such as condensing the creation furnace directly in the dantian?" Wang Yong muttered to himself, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to mind.

I just thought of it, but now I don't have time to speculate on its feasibility, so I can only do it hard.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, all things are copper, yin and yang are intertwined, water and fire are integrated. Create a furnace, give it to me!"

Wang Yong thought silently in his heart, and his spiritual power was violently released, imagining that there was a huge furnace in the dantian.

"It worked!"

Wang Yong shouted happily, and an image of the Creation Flood Furnace was condensed in his dantian!

It is said that it is tangible, but in fact it does not exist, and it is said that it is intangible, but as soon as it is generated, it instantly contains the fist intent surging in the dantian.

The fist intent that ravaged Wang Yong for most of the day, as soon as he came into contact with the image of the Creation Furnace, he immediately became obedient. All poured into this image, no more scurrying.

It's just that it's useless to just accept it, it's like a bomb was put in Wang Yong's stomach, and now it's just fixed the bomb and doesn't let it run around. But the danger still exists, maybe the bomb will explode at any time, blowing Wang Yong to pieces.

Moreover, Wang Yong's current visualization realm is too low, and he is far from the realm where this visualization image is preserved in the dantian at the moment.

Once the visualization of the Creation Furnace disappears, whether the fist intent will continue to rage, Wang Yong does not know, and he does not dare to experiment.

"These fists have to be defused. I once heard people say that refining gas is like making steel. Now that the furnace is ready, all it takes is to start a fire. What can be used as an introduction? There is! Burning Blood Rose! This secret method itself is to burn the qi and blood in the body, and it may be effective to use the fist intent as qi and blood to burn. ”

Wang Yong said to himself, without hesitation, only to hear a roar, like a tsunami.

But it was Wang Yong who first launched the triple soldier Wang Xinyi, he was afraid that the power of the Burning Blood Rose would not be enough, so he first used Xinyi as an introduction.

As soon as the king of soldiers was activated, Wang Yong's skin cracked. He was already suffering from the ravages of fist intent, and now with the intention of the king of soldiers, it was naturally more and more serious.

It's just that Wang Yong gritted his teeth, and when the king of soldiers pushed it to the third level, the whole room was filled with the sound of the tsunami. Wang Yong brazenly launched the Blood Burning Rose again.

Crash!

The pores on Wang Yong's body exploded directly, and thin blood lines gushed out, instantly turning Wang Yong into a blood fountain.

According to this situation, it is difficult to say whether Wang Yong can survive a minute.

Maybe before the Creation Furnace could refine the fist intent, Wang Yong's blood would dry up and die first.

But Wang Yong still didn't care about it, and continued to urge the Burning Blood Rose.

When Wang Yong was about to hold on, the creation furnace at the dantian finally changed.

The cyan aura lingered around the stove, turning into sparkling flames.

At first, the flame was only the size of a lamp, until later the flame grew bigger and stronger.

A spark burst out and sputtered into the furnace of creation, making the fist scorch.

The fist intent, which could not be shaken by anything, was scorched and began to decompose, turning into small fist intents, rushing left and right in the furnace of creation, as if they wanted to escape.

The Furnace of Creation is like being bound by nature, and the fist intent can never escape, so it can only be burned by the flames.

Wang Yong looked inside his body, and for the first time knew what kind of color the so-called pure green was.

These furnace fires generated by blood and qi are the purest cyan colors, and they seem to have the characteristics of burning fist intent.

The fist intent in Wang Yong's body was only a moment, and only a wisp was left to be incinerated.

The entire furnace was filled with cyan mist, like a green gauze tent, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a furnace fire or a burning fist.

And Wang Yong was taken aback when he only felt it slightly.

The energy contained in those clouds is beyond imagination, if it can be absorbed, Wang Yong will definitely have the confidence to step into the transformation of energy in an instant!

Wang Yong only felt that his heart was pounding, and he relied on each other for misfortune and blessing, this sentence was really right!

Obviously it was a dead end, but Wang Yong found a big opportunity!

It's just that Wang Yong was happy for less than a second, but the next scene made him dumbfounded.

Those dense energies were actually absorbed by the image of the Creation Furnace that Wang Yong imagined!

The furnace of creation and transformation is like a long whale absorbing water, absorbing the mist in an instant, and the furnace, which was originally just a virtual spirit body, after absorbing the mist, actually gave birth to a faint color and had a substantial performance!

"It's ...... What's the situation?" Wang Yong was dumbfounded.

Although Buddhism says that contemplating the high and profound realms can indeed materialize what you think in your heart. If you visualize the Great Ri Nyorai, there will really be a Great Sun Nyorai, which represents the communication to the Great Day Nyorai ontology.

But Wang Yong has always thought this is nonsense. Where are there gods and Buddhas in this world? No matter what kind of views and ideas you have, whether you can drive away evil spirits or attack the enemy, they are all a kind of release of spiritual power, and there is a reason and a basis. But the so-called communication with the ontology of the gods and Buddhas, the embodiment of the visualization of things, is nonsense.

And now Wang Yong suddenly met something he had always thought was nonsense!

After a while, the mist disappeared, and the Creation Furnace in Wang Yong's dantian had become faint and crystal clear. Such as a handicraft furnace made of green jade, it is beautiful.

This furnace tripod floats and sinks in the sea of Wang Yong's dantian qi, occasionally emitting a faint fluorescence.

"My realm of transformation! My dream of ascending to the sky in one step!" Wang Yong wanted to cry without tears.

He tried to push the furnace that seemed to be a substance, but found that the furnace did not respond.

It seems to be just a device that someone forgot in Wang Yong's body, and it is of the same nature as the scissors that the doctor fell on the patient's stomach.

"!" Wang Yong scolded angrily.

People are like this, and it was enough to surprise enough to dissolve this fist intent. But God just let Wang Yong see a glimmer of further opportunity, so Wang Yong's mentality was unbalanced, so that now he has successfully resolved his fist intent, but he has not been able to generate much excitement.

For a long time, Wang Yong was still worried about this matter.

As for the Creation Furnace in the dantian, Wang Yong had automatically forgotten about it.

What's the use of something that can't be prompted and can't be connected?

Just forget it!

Wang Yong grabbed the sheets casually and wiped his whole body clean.

Then he threw the bloodstained sheets on the ground and lay down.

After tossing for so long, Wang Yong's biggest feeling was not hunger, but tiredness.

Tired.

Visualization again and again, confrontation fist intent again and again, all consumed Wang Yong's spiritual power.

It is a miracle that I have been able to hold on until now and not pass out.

As soon as the big trouble in his heart was solved, Wang Yong's breath immediately relaxed, but fatigue hit him, and he fell asleep on the spot.

Soon, Wang Yong fell into a deep sleep.

And a moment after Wang Yong fell asleep, the creation furnace at Wang Yong's dantian suddenly lit up.

The entire furnace emitted a hazy clear light, like a pacemaker, and with the flickering of the clear light, the remaining essence in Wang Yong's body was injected into the furnace.

The remaining essence was like a swimming fish, and they were thrown into it one after another, making a snorting and burning sound.

Originally, before being put into the furnace, the essence was black and red, mixed with a lot of impurities.

After the scorching of the Creation Furnace, these essences immediately became pure, turning from black and red to blue and red.

It's just that the number has become much less, dozens of essences have entered it, and only five or six have finally come out.

With the flickering of the Creation Furnace, these five or six essences were spit back into Wang Yong's viscera.

Wang Yong's injured organs were miraculously repaired and began to heal. The cracks on the surface of the body are also slowly restored, and it becomes more delicate and clear than before.

At this moment, where can Wang Yong still see that he is injured? His face is ruddy, his breath is peaceful, and he clearly looks like he has just taken a big tonic medicine and is digesting medicinal properties!