Martial Arts Furnace: I Have a Bagua Furnace

"Add some firewood, light a fire, and practice some techniques..." Practice! Practice! Looking at the Eight Trigrams Furnace within his body, Lu Beifeng, having awakened his innate wisdom, decided to continue as a fire-starting apprentice, eking out a living in the herbal medicine shop. The "Martial Pavilion," perched high in the clouds, the martial arts sects ruled by feudal factions, and the demonic monks and evil cultivators lurking in the shadows, wreaking havoc on the world—this world was far too dangerous for someone with his inferior physique! But what if he was a genius with superior physique and ten thousand streams of qi and blood? What if his qi and blood were as strong as nine oxen? Let me refine my qi and blood, my techniques, and so on; I too will become a great figure with qi and blood as powerful as a dragon! One day, Lu Beifeng decided to go out and take a look. A deity descended from the heavens, blocking his path, saying, "Young friend, you have a connection with Buddha!" ​​Lu Beifeng coldly sneered, slowly extending his fist, its color as red as jade: "This punch of mine is empowered by billions of streams of qi and blood." "You! Can you withstand it?"