Liang De stared at the puck for a while and said:

"Director Dong, can you still turn it back if you turn it over?"

Dong Cunzhen brought the turned wine glass to his lips and drank half of the whiskey that was still three fingers high.

He put his finger into the cup and shook it, and the wine and ice hockey above it were still unmoved, as if they were restrained by an invisible force, no matter how tilted and swayed, not a drop of it spilled out.

But in Liang De's martial arts spiritual sense, there was 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 'me' as something similar, tough and firm on the outside, soft and fragile on the inside, but is that really the case?

This time, the forging breaks the shell of your imagination, in fact, you don't have any shell at all, and what the forging will change is the mode of your interaction with the outside world.

The inside and outside are just a metaphor.

I mention this metaphor to give you a grip, and if you keep this imagination, you won't be at a loss in the process of being forged.

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

If you still need a shell and your heart is obsessed, then a new shell will naturally appear. ”

"I ...... Almost...... Got it. ”

Liang De nodded in confusion and said:

"Then how do I need to cooperate with the forging."

Dong Cunzhen said: "It's very simple, when you hear me call you later, say yes."

It's okay to be late, but be sure to respond. ”

It's that simple......

"Yes, Director Dong, I'm ready to start at any time."

Liang De sat in a straight posture and his eyes were firm, completely different from his usual loose appearance.

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

These days, he has seen how beaten the disciples under Dong Cunzhen's seat 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 jackal in the third grade has even more hair standing on end, and the military uniform on his body is in tatters.

Liang De's determination has no moisture and will not escape from the battle, but the small fear before the pain is about to fall is difficult to eliminate, just like a schoolboy waiting for a vaccination, he needs to clench his fists and tense his triceps to cheer himself up.

"Good, very energetic!"

Dong Cunzhen didn't say much, he swung his iron fist and smashed it down, turning Liang De in front of him into a puddle of liquid substance like copper juice and molten iron, and the dazzling fluid fell from the air, burning a deep hole in the bar floor made of iron and black wood.

He put down his fist and waited for a while, reached out and scooped up a handful of "copper juice", as if feeling the temperature, and after a while, Dong Cunzhen picked up the ice ball on the wine glass, bent down and shouted under the hole:

"Liang De!"

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

"I'm here!"

A small hole like a black spot appeared on the puck, and only the sound of the wind made a loud noise, and a five-colored streamer flew out of the hole in the floor, and in an instant, it burrowed into the small hole on the top of the puckey.

Only some gray-black residue was left at the bottom of the cave, which was Liang De's impurities.

In the continuous forging in the past few days, Liang De was inevitably filled with a lot of things that did not belong to him, and after this call-out extraction, what entered the furnace was clean and good materials. Wonderful book

Dong Cunzhen casually threw the ice ball that closed the door upward, and the forge containing Liang De hung in the air and emitted an inky blue light, illuminating the rugged 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 knocked it on the countertop, an old monk the size of a finger walked out of the shell, tidied up the monk's robe, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Mo's Phantom Sea Heart Cake is really good, although the old man has not crossed the boundary, it is as if he is in the scene, it is really ingenious."

Mo Feisheng said: "It is also the master's soul is strong, if it is an ordinary realm red level, where can it withstand the wheel of one hundred and twenty-eight empty sea lighthouses." ”

He discussed with Shisheng in the North Shaolin Flagship Temple on the other side for a few days and nights, at first he called the bald donkey, and then changed his name to a monk, and then Mo Feisheng found that this monk did have some unique views on the turbulence of the air and sea, so he changed his name again.

A red level in the realm can have such insight, and he also has three points of admiration in his heart, and he can be worthy of his Mo Feisheng's three points of admiration, of course, he is worthy of the title of "master".

The kind-eyed old monk walked under the inky blue ball and looked at it for a while, and said:

"Senior Brother Cunzhen, the fire of this forging furnace is in your hands, and in your opinion, how long will it take to smelt the karma of that Liang De benefactor."

Dong Cunzhen said: "Senior Brother Shisheng is asking poorly, karma is formless and formless, my generation has been enlightened for half a lifetime, but I can only catch a few shadows, how can I tell the karma of others." ”

Monk Shisheng smiled: "Senior Brother Cunzhen, you can't hide it from me, you and Mr. Mo are both confident people, if you are not sure, you will not make a move." ”

Mo Feisheng looked at the wine in the cup and said, "I have a few points to grasp, but in the end, it depends on whether there is this fate." ”

"I see."

"Senior brother, it's so boring to wait like this, you can have a drink too, this fake body should be able to drink."

"Sins and sins, just have a cup of bloody Buddha."

……

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

He was back to his hands and feet, but he didn't know where he was.

As far as the eye can see, there is a mist of incense all around, as if you have arrived at a Buddhist-themed aromatherapy sauna.

Liang De shouted a few times and no one answered, so he pushed aside the incense mist in front of him and slowly explored forward.

He didn't think he was quite right, but he didn't know what was wrong.

It's like losing something, and it's like gaining something.

As he walked, he would always fall into a trance, sometimes he felt that he was walking this way, sometimes he felt that the place he walked was himself, sometimes he felt that he was always moving forward, sometimes he felt that he was always going in circles.

I don't know how long later, when Liang De woke up from his trance again, he found that there were no people and no road.

Only three doors stand like that...... Standing inside me?

Liang De was in another trance, and a door fell forward, framing him in.

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

Before Liang De could think about this question carefully, the suddenly restored vision and the rushing night view of the city made him stunned in place.

He looked down, it was a pair of red and black sneakers, and he reached out and pulled the hem of his jacket to see that it was a No. 23 jersey.

Liang De took a few steps back and raised his head, more than ten meters away, a Korean-style fried chicken restaurant was open.

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

There is also a lot of fried chicken in the insulated display case, and next to the display case is a desktop cash register, standing next to the cash register......

It's the woman.