お Wang Yong felt a little palpitating for the rest of his life, and sat on the sofa with his buttocks, and his entire back was soaked with cold sweat.Until now, Wang Yong has not recovered from Lin Weichun's terrifying fist intent world.The feeling of being pinched in the palm of someone's hand is too uncomfortable and too desperate.Wei Ran and Yao Xingchen looked at Wang Yong, and very wisely chose not to ask more, but silently turned around and went back to their bedroom to take a bath.As for Yuan Lin and Hu Li'er, the two of them were in a stable mood.Hu Li'er still didn't say a word, and Yuan Lin used food to suppress the fear in his heart."
There are still such masters in the world, I thought I had already reached the front of the martial arts, who knew that I hadn't even reached the halfway to the world of fist intent, hey, what a powerful thing" Wang Yong sighed.Slowly closed his eyes and began to recall how he felt after falling into Lin Weichun's boxing world.This is a habit that Wang Yong has developed since he was an agent, but for the rest of his life, he must carefully recall every detail, and find out what he has not done well, so as to take it as a warning."
I didn't feel anything wrong until I opened the door.I just thought that there was an ordinary master inside, and I might be able to have the strength to fight.But who knows that pushing open a door is like pushing open another world.Even the way of sincerity was blinded, and he fell into Lin Weichun's fist intent world in an instant.This kind of silent fist intent is really terrifying. ”"In fact, after falling into the world of boxing, I am not completely unfeeling.The divine consciousness still exists, but what I feel is Lin Weichun's world is a spring illusion.In other words, I was no different from a vegetative person at that time, my mind was active, but I had completely lost touch with my physical body.Cutting off the spiritual connection of the human body in a single thought, how the hell is this done""The feeling in the illusion seems to be very real, every grass and tree, every mountain and every water, there is a sense of lifelike realism.If I hadn't woken up now, I guess I would have thought I was in spring.It stands to reason that it is impossible for the spirit of fist intent to achieve such a real illusion, unless, as recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, the Buddha used great mana to build a Buddha kingdom, in which animals and monks are flesh and blood.Could it be that Lin Weichun is already strong to such a point", "Impossible, Lin Weichun himself said that martial arts will not exist apart from this world.The Buddha was originally a fantasy that existed beyond the real world, and the miracle of the Buddha's kingdom could not have happened with a single thought.It must be that Lin Weichun's spiritual power has reached a point where he can conceive every detail of a small world.This world is based on the spirit of fist intent, with the help of the feng shui field, and at the same time changes the opponent's divine consciousness and thoughts, so such a fist intent world is born.So the real crux of the problem lies in the power of visualization" "That's right, it's the power of vision" Wang Yong showed an excited smile, as if he had found the key to open the door to heaven.Yuan Lin, who was stuffing something into his mouth, glanced at Wang Yong strangely, and when he saw that Wang Yong was just smirking, he ignored it.Hu Li'er's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of envy and a thick eagerness in her eyes.Brush, Wang Yong stood up suddenly, his hands kept changing, one moment like holding a baby, one moment like pinching a lotus, one moment like a dragon dancing, one moment like a fish into the abyss Wang Yong's expression also kept changing, sometimes solemn, sometimes hideous, sometimes smiling, sometimes angry eyes for half an hour, Wang Yong suddenly let out a light snort.All expressions disappeared, and the waving hands returned to tranquility, forming a posture of negative yin and yang."
What is he doing" Yao Xingchen, who came out of the shower, looked at Wang Yong, who was standing still as if he was participating in Zen, and asked.Yuan Lin shook his head and said vaguely: "I don't know." ”Hu Li'er rolled her eyelids, as if she knew something, but she would never speak."
This is similar to the visualization posture I learned in my Taoist advanced training class, and the teacher who taught us visualization at that time also looked like this," Yao Xingchen circled around Wang Yong curiously and muttered.Yao Xingchen didn't know, but she guessed correctly without intention.Wang Yong is now in a meditation, but it is not the kind of meditation of tranquility taught in the Taoist course, but another kind of visualization of boiling emotions and killing miserably.Wang Yong almost drew on all his strength and devoted himself to this visualization.He wants to imitate Lin Weichun and build a world of his own fist intentions, "and the world is the furnace, and the creation is the work; Yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper.Disperse the news, and there are regular rules; Ever-changing, there is no beginning of the extreme" Wang Yong's head echoed such a sentence repeatedly, and all the essence and spirit in his body began to evolve according to this sentence.And the furnace where Wang Yong's dantian exists, also surfaced the dantian and spit out green qi, cooperating with Wang Yong to evolve Wang Yong's fist world.Half an hour later, fine beads of sweat oozed from Wang Yong's forehead, and the muscles of his cheeks trembled; An hour later, Wang Yong was sweating like rain, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.The body is like a candle flame in the wind, shaking constantly, and it seems that it will fall to the ground in the next second; Two hours later, Wang Yong's eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth were bleeding at the same time, looking terrifying.Yuan Lin looked at Wang Yong's appearance and finally became anxious.He whined, and in his anxiety he didn't know how to express the language he had learned.Since he couldn't say it clearly, Yuan Lin simply didn't say anything, and grabbed Wang Yong directly.I want to wake up Wang Yong.But Yuan Lin's arm only entered a meter away from Wang Yong's side, and suddenly he screamed in pain as if he had been electrocuted.It was as if there was some thunder and lightning in the air that burned him.Retracting his arm, Yuan Lin looked at it, and the whole person was stupid.I saw that his arm was black, and there were really traces of burns, "ghosts have ghosts", Yuan Lin screamed in fright.And Hu Li'er, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said rarely: "Don't touch him, he's fine." ”Yuan Lin looked at Hu Li'er suspiciously, not believing Hu Li'er's words very much.Since the two met, Yuan Lin never trusted Hu Li'er much.Hu Li'er didn't believe Yuan Lin and didn't explain, just shrugged her shoulders like a little adult, with an expression of love or disbelief.Seeing Hu Li'er's expression, Yuan Lin reluctantly believed it.If you don't believe it, what can you do, it's hard to try again, Yuan Lin doesn't want to feel that kind of pain anymore.Time ticked by, and four hours later, Wang Yong, who was soaked with sweat and blood, finally opened his eyes and woke up."
It's a pity."
After waking up, Wang Yong's first sentence was a sigh."
No wonder the ancient Taoists wanted to cultivate martial arts, it turned out that visualization was so blood-consuming.Refining and refining qi, these four words are about refining blood and qi and turning it into divine thoughts.If the flesh is not strong enough, it cannot be transformed.It seems that Lin Weichun's fist intent world is not something I can emulate at this stage, and I have to raise my physical qi and blood to the Dan Jin level in order to meet this kind of meticulous fist intent world concept. ”"But I didn't get nothing out of it this time.Just now I visualized the Creation Furnace, and I wanted to evolve my fist intent world into a fist intent world where yin and yang created all things, and anything that entered it would be calcined by the furnace of heaven and earth, the charcoal of yin and yang, as a part of my fist intent world.Although this world of creation was not successfully visualized, it inadvertently elevated my body to a mystical realm.Now my body is the Creation Furnace, and all the alien fist intent that enters my body will be burned clean.If I accidentally release my fist, it can still form a small world with a radius of one meter.It can't be compared with Lin Weichun's boxing world that covers the entire room, but it can be regarded as a prototype.Taking this step is equivalent to a primary school student who is familiar with various theorems, although he may not be able to digest them, but he will be able to use them to solve problems after digesting and understanding them in the future. ”Wang Yong said slowly, and suddenly looked up at Yuan Lin."
Come, punch me and try it" Yuan Lin was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he took a step back in fear, shaking his head like a rattle.Wang Yong was speechless for a while when he saw this, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly approached Yuan Lin's side one meter away, and his fist intent was released in an instant.Yuan Lin, who didn't expect Wang Yong to sneak attack him, was caught off guard.He screamed in pain and shook his right arm rapidly.On Yuan Lin's right arm, there was another black burning mark."
Is this the power of the fist intent world, using the constructed visualization world to invade the opponent's spirit in an instant, causing the opponent to have an illusion.For example, my creation world caused Yuan Lin to have the illusion of thunder and fire, so Yuan Lin's body automatically gave birth to a burning sensation, and his skin changed accordingly.Hallucinations are still hallucinations, but the body's response to stress is real, and when it is so strong that Lin Weichun is like that, he can really control others in a single thought. ”Wang Yong muttered to himself.didn't notice that Yuan Lin's eyes were full of resentment.Fortunately, Wang Yong quickly apologized to Yuan Lin and promised a lot of delicious food, which barely calmed Yuan Lin's resentment.In the office building of the Hollywood Directors Guild, the entire union staff gathered in the conference room.The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, and the leaders of the trade unions sitting at the top were obviously angry."
I think Wang Yong and Roland are provoking our directors union, so the directors union should make sanctions to set an example.Otherwise, there will be more people who will not take our director union seriously. ”Jonathan's eyes flashed with a glint of revenge, and he said."
How to retaliate, we are not law enforcement agencies after all, we can neither prevent the release of their films, nor fail to issue licenses for their films.Could it be that we issued an announcement telling everyone that Roland was fired from us, and this is our punishment for him," a union leader said to Jonathan with a hint of sarcasm.Jonathan coughed awkwardly: "Trade union leaders, I admit that it was my poor work that caused this incident, and I am willing to accept all the criticism and treatment of me by the organization."
But before that, it is still the same sentence, if Roland and Wang Yong are not punished, the authority of the directors' union will be gone forever.I'm really making a suggestion for the director's union," a smile flashed in the eyes of several union leaders at the same time.What Jonathan's idea is, how can they not know, but Jonathan is not wrong about one thing, that is, Wang Yong and Roland must be punished, otherwise what is the prestige of the directors' union, only by teaching Wang Yong and Roland a hard lesson, can outsiders know that in Hollywood, the directors' union is the biggest snake