It turned out that the reason why Wang Zhu's qi was highly poisonous was because he was hit by a ghost hand a year ago, and that palm happened to be slapped on his dantian, so it is not difficult to explain why all the true qi flowing out of the dantian is highly poisonous.

Because all the poison on the palm of the ghost hand was lurking in Wang Zhu's dantian.

A second-level elite can actually kill a veteran killer like a ghost hand closely, even Yang Yi has to give Wang Zhu a thumbs up, a soldier is a soldier, and he has the spirit of not being afraid of death.

"Since all the poison is hidden in your dantian, then start from the dantian, start from the root, and force all the poison out!"

Because it has been incubated for a year, even if it is the poison of the ghost hand, there will not be much left, so Yang Yi is still very confident and uses his true qi to force out the poison in Wang Zhu's dantian.

As soon as he said it, Yang Yi instructed Wang Zhu to take off his shirt and lie on the bed, while the rest of the people stood around the two and watched the whole process.

I saw Yang Yi take a deep breath, let out a soft drink, and his right hand shot like electricity, and 'pop pop ......' a few times on several acupoints around Wang Zhu's dantian.

The reason why he wanted to seal these acupuncture points and completely isolate the dantian was that Yang Yi knew that poisonous gas was very fluid, and if he didn't trap them, if he would be washed by true qi, it would inevitably not flow to other parts of his body.

Everything was ready, Yang Yi slowly stretched out his hand and stuck it on Wang Zhu's dantian, a violent true qi surged out, Yang Yi's palm was almost wrapped in dense qi and couldn't see clearly, the amount and purity of this true qi, everyone present together couldn't catch up.

The surging true qi crossed into Wang Zhu's body through the palm of his hand, over the skin, over the thin layer of fat, and over the muscle tissue, and Yang Yi seemed to have such a picture in front of his eyes.

It was a picture of criss-crossing meridians, with countless meridians densely distributed, with different thicknesses and lengths.

And under this intricate meridian, there is a red sun hidden.

That's not the sun, it's Wang Zhu's dantian, this dantian has just been formed, and it still looks very fragile, as if it will burst when you touch your fingers.

A thin film wrapped a cloud of white mist, and that white mist was the true qi that Wang Zhu had accumulated, and the true qi was very thin, and there were not many of them.

At this moment, the gas was slowly rotating in the film, and the swirls that turned out were no more than the size of a finger.

Yang Yi controlled his true qi, and his extremely large and pure true qi was in stark contrast to the true qi in Wang Zhu's dantian, as if the world's highest peak, Mount Everest, had met an unknown low hill.

The amount of his true qi is too much, it is impossible to pour into Wang Zhu's dantian at once, that dantian has a certain ability to withstand it, and too much true qi pouring into it will inevitably cause great damage.

Yang Yi did not act rashly, but manipulated the true qi to revolve around Wang Zhu's dantian, one, two, and three circles......

After about a dozen laps, the rotation of the true qi in Wang Zhu's dantian became slower and slower, and in the end, it stopped, and Yang Yi finally saw the whole picture of the dantian clearly.

In the fragile dantian, there was a black gas that was incompatible with the true qi, which was particularly abrupt, like a white crane suddenly burrowing into the flock of chickens.

The color of that black gas is very heavy, like a drop of thick ink, and the black is not a good thing at a glance, not only that, once the true qi in the dantian collides with the black qi, it will disappear immediately, and the black qi will also grow a little stronger.

This poison is actually devouring poison gas?! When Yang Yi saw this scene, such a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, this poisonous gas was so weird that it could devour true qi to strengthen his body.

Yang Yi had no doubt that when this black qi grew to the point that it filled the entire dantian, even if Wang Zhu accumulated more true qi, it would be to make a wedding dress for others, not only that, but that would cause him to die faster.

Because that black gas is not his own thing, it's like an ambush in his body. Bomb the same excitement that no one knows about exploding. The bullet will not explode in the next second.

The amount of black qi is not too much, it can only occupy a quarter of the dantian, but the purity of this true qi is too high, a few levels higher than those thin true qi, almost to the point of not giving in to Yang Yi.

It's no wonder that the ghost hand is originally an old man who has been famous for a long time on the killer list, he himself has the strength of a third-level elite, and he has been immersed in the poisonous path for so many years, his true qi naturally can't be measured with common sense.

The black qi is like a black hole, although there is no consciousness, but it is devouring the true qi in Wang Zhu's dantian all the time, although those true qi know that this black qi is terrifying, once it is touched, it will inevitably die, and there is not even a scum left.

But Zhenqi is not a human being, so how can it move independently? They couldn't get around the black gas.

Just after Yang Yi watched for a while, the black qi had already swallowed several mouthfuls of true qi, it became stronger and stronger, and the color seemed to be a little darker, and the whole thing was a small overlord.

Yang Yi knew that he couldn't wait any longer, the longer the time dragged on, the more troublesome it would be to solve this black qi.

He manipulated a trace of pure true qi and slowly crossed into Wang Zhu's dantian, the reason why he crossed into so little was because Wang Zhu's dantian itself had a limited ability to bear, and it was impossible for Yang Yi to recklessly kill it.

This is a dantian, it is very fragile, and if it is accidentally broken, Wang Zhu's hard work in the past few days will be in vain.

Moreover, the dantian is broken, the true qi is overflowing, it will cause damage to the meridians and the body, plus the black qi is still in the dantian, if it runs out, wouldn't it be a disservice?

Hearing a soft sound, Wang Zhu's dantian trembled slightly, and Yang Yi's true qi had already broken through the protective layer outside the dantian and drilled in.

As soon as he entered Wang Zhu's dantian, Yang Yi's true qi felt the rejection from all directions, and the original true qi in the dantian was particularly repulsive to him, and they all swarmed in front of that trace of pure true qi, as if they were telling Yang Yi with actions.

"Get out, get out of here!"

But these true qi are too thin, compared to Yang Yi's true qi, it is like a little fart who has just spoken meets a man in the prime of life, such a big gap also makes Yang Yi's trace of pure true qi in Wang Zhu's dantian all the nonsense, and after colliding everywhere, all the true qi in the entire dantian has stopped.

In the face of the giant-like strong, the weak will always choose to surrender, Yang Yi won, it is effortless to win, and winning is no exception, all the true qi in the dantian has become his 'little brother', obeying his words, and dare not have the slightest resistance.

Yang Yi didn't come to play, but he didn't come to tease these true qi, he separated the trace of pure true qi, and separated a small wisp of true qi, this trace of true qi didn't look back, and slammed into the black gas.

"......"

As if there was really some sound sounding, the wisp of true qi that Yang Yi separated, the moment it hit the black qi, a burst of white smoke rose up, and when the white smoke dissipated, this wisp of true qi had long since ceased to exist, but the black qi hung peacefully in the dantian, as if nothing had happened just now.

However, Yang Yi keenly noticed that the color of the black gas seemed to be a little lighter than just now.

The gap between this point is really not easy to detect, but who made Yang Yi already pay attention to that black gas? So he still saw the difference between before and after.

Hey, there's a door?!

The reason why Yang Yi would split a wisp of true qi and crash into that black qi was because Yang Yi knew very well what the characteristics of his true qi were, the true qi of the Buddhist family, the most important thing was recuperation, which represented the sun, and that black qi was like a thousand years of ice.

A ray of sunlight hits the thousand-year-old ice, and the sunlight will dissipate, but the ice will also melt a little.

Yang Yi suddenly felt a lot more confident, and the bitter enemy of this black gas is our true qi, so isn't this too easy to do? As long as the true qi is manipulated and keeps in contact with that black qi, sooner or later there will be a time to wash it.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Yi's true qi left in the dantian suddenly had no room for hesitation, and dispersed into several groups, enveloping the black qi from all directions.

"Boom...... 呲呲呲......"

A slight sound sounded in Wang Zhu's dantian, and Yang Yi's true qi was gradually decreasing, but the color of that black qi was getting lighter and lighter.

Washing, washing, non-stop washing.

A trace of pure true qi was exhausted, and Yang Yi's army of true qi that remained outside the dantian separated another trace and entered the dantian again, without giving the black qi any chance to rest, and another fight began.

This went back and forth several times, and the true qi that Yang Yi crossed in was consumed, and the fragmented remnants were also swallowed up by the black qi.

When I first saw this black gas, its color was completely black and shiny, and there was no light to penetrate the black, but now the color was much lighter, and there were faint signs of turning to purple.

Without stopping, without resting, Yang Yi once again crossed into a large wave of pure and pure qi, and the outside world, Wang Zhu snorted, his body spasmed slightly, and a few traces of pain appeared on his face.

"Shhh...... I, I'm about to die......" Wang Zhu said with a pale face.

Everyone was puzzled, why did they die before they had eaten?

Only Yang Yi himself knows that it is because his large wave of true qi suddenly poured into Wang Zhu's body, although it did not drill into the dantian in one go, but it was dispersed into Wang Zhu's meridians, this is storage, Yang Yi is ready to fight a protracted battle with that black qi.