Qing Qi, who was captured by Fengyun, not only did not give up and escape, but even knew how to seize the opportunity, when he drew his knife and slashed the shockwave, it increased the power of the totem that enveloped it, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

It's just a pity that Fengyun seems to have expected it to come to this trick a long time ago, and the power of the totem wrapped in it suddenly contracted, completely imprisoning it.

In order to prevent it from giving him a self-detonation like the Qing Qi he had captured before, he also sent a knife intent to its side.

As soon as it showed the slightest hint of self-detonation, he immediately sliced it with the intent of his knife.

However, Fengyun didn't want him to have a chance to use his sword intent.

Through observation, Fengyun has confirmed that the clear qi hidden in the mist of the woods is very different, it seems to be conscious, even if it is unconscious, it is also quite spiritual.

His sword intent has extremely strong destructive power, and if he is cut by it, Qing Qi, whether he has consciousness or spirituality, will likely be killed by the sword intent.

In other words, even if he had stopped it from blowing itself up, there was a good chance that all he would have ended up would have been a corpse.

As long as you are not a fool, you can understand the difference between a living creature and a corpse.

Not to mention, if Qingqi is really conscious or spiritual, it will be easier for him to gain something from it if it is alive.

I don't know if I was aware of the horror of the sword intent, and Qingqi, who was imprisoned by Fengyun with the power of totem, did not choose to explode, and even became very honest.

This was naturally what Fengyun was happy to see, but he still didn't dare to be careless, he didn't take back the sword intent, and let it stay by Qingqi's side.

Qingqi has not dared to move.

Fengyun kept retreating until he was more than fifty miles away from the woods, and then he chose to stop, he would retreat so far because he was worried that what would happen in the woods would affect him, so that he could not study the Qingqi captured by him well.

Fengyun looked around and walked towards a hill on the left.

The distance between him and the hill was not far, less than a mile.

In fact, that's why he chose to stop at this time.

In his opinion, Xiao Shan could create a hidden place with a little processing, and he didn't have to worry about being disturbed, so that he could focus more on studying Qingqi.

When he got close to the hill, Fengyun pulled out his knife and swung it at it, then returned the knife into the sheath, and then stretched out his hand and made a palm opening motion towards the place where the knife was swinged.

A golden snake of light flew out of his palm and flew towards the mountain, and the snake's head was like a nail, deeply rooted in the mountain.

"Boom ......"

With a roar, a piece of mountain was pulled out by the wind and clouds.

A moment later, a hole appeared in the mountain, which was very deep, more than ten zhang long.

Fengyun glanced into the hole, then looked at the long rock that had been taken out of the mountain, and once again a light snake flew out of his palm, and hit the base of the rock headlong, shattering a piece about two feet long.

With a slight jump, Fengyun entered the hole he had carved out in the mountain, but he did not go inside, stopped at the entrance of the cave, turned around, and faced the entrance.

Then a golden serpent of light flew out of his palm, burrowing into the root of the rock he had pulled out of the mountain, and the rock flew up towards the mouth of the cave.

As the wind and clouds continued to retreat deeper into the hole, the rock also entered the hole.

Since the hole was originally formed by the wind and clouds extracting rocks, it re-entered and fits very closely.

By the time Fengyun stopped pulling at the rock, he was at the bottom of the hole.

At this time, if someone stands in front of the mountain, they will find that the rock is level with the mountain. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to spot the anomaly at all.

Fengyun made it all the way to the bottom of the hole, sat down against the rock wall, and then set his eyes on the clear qi he had captured.

He is now hiding himself in the mountain, and he basically doesn't have to worry about being disturbed.

Fengyun stared at Qingqi, and the totemic power that enveloped it became more transparent so that he could see more clearly.

After looking at it for a while, a hint of disappointment appeared on Fengyun's face.

Although he also tried hard, and even instilled more perception in his eyes in order to improve his eyesight, naturally to spy on the secrets of Qingqi, but the result disappointed him.

In addition to seeing Qingqi more clearly, he didn't notice any difference in it, let alone discover its secret.

After a moment's hesitation, Fengyun stretched out a finger and approached the power of the totem that was imprisoned in Qingqi.

His fingers touched the power of the totem, and the power of the totem, which had become very tangible due to the compression, did not block his fingers in any way, allowing him to reach in very easily.

Soon, the tips of his fingers were very close to Qingqi.

The quiet Qingqi became agitated, and struggled to drill in the direction of the fingers away from Fengyun, obviously not wanting him to touch it.

Fengyun's eyes immediately became fierce, and the sword intent quickly approached Qingqi, and finally stopped only a fraction of a centimeter away from it.

Qingqi is like being immobilized, motionless.

Fengyun finally touched Qingqi as he wished, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Qingqi gave him a very peculiar kind of offense, he seemed to have come into contact with the entity, soft and smooth, with some touch like silk, and cool, giving him a very comfortable feeling.

Fengyun became more curious about Qingqi.

His fingers moved back and forth on top of it, reluctant to leave it for a long time, and the touch was so good that he was reluctant to part with it.

Thankfully, he remembered what the purpose was.

His fingers were still separated from the Qing Qi, and he urged the knife intent to cut off a part from the Qing Qi, a very small part, less than one percent of it.

In the process of cutting, Qingqi became restless again, and he wrapped it with knife intent, and it quieted down.

Fengyun fixed the cut clear qi on his fingertips.

After thinking about it for a moment, he continued to cut it with the intent of his knife, cutting it into many small pieces.

His approach was inspired by the slices, one of the methods he had learned about studying living things before he crossed over, in the hope of uncovering the secrets of Qingqi and at least deepening his understanding of it.

Fengyun failed, or more precisely, before he could observe the clear qi that he had carefully sliced open, it was "dead".

He felt it fall silent, whether it was consciousness or spirituality, vanished.

However, Fengyun did not have any gains, and the Qing Qi after death soon showed signs of merging with the power of his totem.