After his strength recovered, with the help of the little beast pushing and arching, Fu Qingyun finally climbed out of the hot spring pool and returned to the "Guan'er Palace".

This time, the outbreak of poisonous insects was really powerful, and it completely knocked him down.

Fu Qingyun was lying on the stone couch, panting. Crawling back from the pool to the "Guan'er Palace" almost made him collapse.

Although he saw hope for the eradication of poisonous insects, he did not act rashly. Last night, I was attacked by poisonous insects for a night, and my body was weak, and I couldn't sit for a long time, so I could only rest for a while, and wait for the innate aura incorporated into my body to nourish the meridians and restore some vitality.

Fu Qingyun looked inside his body and found that the moon-gazing insects in his lungs had multiplied yesterday, and the black halo had doubled.

Fu Qingyun knew that if he let the Mochizuki insect attack again, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow. Therefore, if you want to resist qi poison, you must do it before the next full moon and moon insects.

But he didn't dare to be reckless, once these Mochizuki insects were disturbed by their true qi, they would immediately wake up and become extremely excited. When cultivating the "Overlord Nine Styles", because the qi machine activates the Taiyin Lung Meridian of the hand, disturbing the poisonous insects and causing the Moon Gazing Insect to be excited, it will be more ferocious than the attack on the night of the full moon.

His current broken body can withstand the re-attack of the Mochizuki insect.

In the following time, Fu Qingyun went all out to cultivate the first three diagrams, cleanse his soul, warm and nourish his true qi, practice the method of controlling qi, and increase his grasp of qi control poison.

Fu Qingyun sank his divine thoughts into the sea of qi, and repeatedly practiced the method of entangling poisonous insects with qi. He secretly figured out that if he wanted to succeed, when the imperial qi was entwined around these poisonous insects, he must not let these poisonous insects feel the fluctuations of his true qi. Then it must be like cultivating the golden spider coil silk, dividing the true qi into a thread, carefully winding it, and must not control a large stream of true qi to enter the lungs rashly, if it alarms the Mochizuki worm, it will definitely die.

Moreover, when poisoning is done, it must be done in one go, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Time passed day by day, and finally it was the day of the full moon again.

Fu Qingyun stepped up his cultivation and cultivated his spirit, although the first picture "Guanlian" had not yet been completed, and the art of controlling qi had not yet been mastered, he was not completely sure, but he couldn't afford to wait.

A round of bright moon hangs obliquely above the pit mouth of the "Hades Cave", there is still a little phantom left, and the moon will be full in another day.

In the "Guan'er Palace", Fu Qingyun sat on the stone couch and decided to let go of Yibo tonight, whether he was dead or alive, it depended on this time.

The moonlight sprinkled down from the mouth of the "Hades Cave", the moonlight was like water, and the smoke and waves of Bitan were curling. Fu Qingyun looked at the outside of the cave in a daze, and scenes flashed in his mind. The call of the aunt in the orphanage, the joy when she was at the top of the high school entrance examination, the depression of the welfare home paralyzed in the chair waiting to die, the desperate adventure of falling into the river on a snowy night, and the thought of Liu Xiu's brothers, Uncle Lin, Lin Zhengjun, and Miss Guanxuan, the scenes kept flashing.

After tonight, maybe a new day will be ushered in, maybe everything will be in the past, and it will be a whimper.

Kang Kang lay on the edge of the stone couch, looking at Fu Qingyun in a daze, it seemed to feel that the master's mood fluctuated tonight, and there was a little sadness in his perseverance.

"Kangkang, if I'm gone, you have to take good care of yourself. Fu Qingyun touched Kang Kang's head, revealing a faint sadness.

Kangkang "scandium scandium" shouted, tears in his eyes.

Fu Qingyun didn't think about it anymore, let go of all the past, sat cross-legged, stopped meditating, his consciousness moved to the dantian, his heart was too empty, and his intention was in the sea of qi. After the distracting thoughts are eliminated and the heart lake is clear, a wisp of divine thoughts is separated, guiding the true qi, and following the path of the "Overlord Nine Style" qi machine that day, the true qi is controlled through the Zhongfu acupoint, appetite, and carefully approaching the meridians of the lung system, for fear of alarming the poisonous insects.

In the lungs, a black shadow is entrenched in it like a tumor, and if it weren't for the method of internal vision, it would not be possible to clearly see this tumor, let alone dispel the poison.

Fu Qingyun used his divine thoughts to control the qi, rolled the true qi into silk, and slowly approached the black spots formed by the gathering of poisonous insects. At a distance of an inch away from the poisonous insect, Fu Qingyun urged the true qi and began to carefully wrap around the black spots of the poisonous insect, like a cocoon wrapped in silk, guiding the true qi to trace after thread, slowly wrapping and wrapping.

Poisonous insects are very sensitive to true qi, and if the divine thoughts are slightly confused, or the manipulation is slightly wrong, and the poisonous insects are alarmed, there will definitely be a situation of death and no life. Fortunately, he visualized the method of the Golden Spider Coiling Silk and cultivated his divine thoughts to be as tough as silk and as thin as hair, so that he could manipulate the true qi to slowly wrap around like silk.

Ordinary internal force exercises, the mind is not pure, not refined, and can not see the black spots from the internal vision, and a breath of true qi guides the past, and it must be dead.

Under the guidance of divine thoughts, the true qi was woven into a trace of qi net, wrapping and winding the poisonous insects layer by layer.

Harnessing true qi with divine thoughts is extremely energy-consuming. Like Fu Qingyun, he twisted his divine thoughts into a thread, and manipulated his true qi to shuttle back and forth to weave a cocoon of true qi, and the consumption of divine souls was even greater.

He visualized the golden jade lotus, although the divine soul was much tougher than ordinary people, but after all, the cultivation time was still short, and the nine-petal jade lotus had only condensed the seven-petal now, and the divine sense was not strong enough. The true qi cocoon was only halfway entangled, and Fu Qingyun already felt that his divine soul was gradually becoming obscure, and his spirit was tired, as if he had not rested for three days.

Fu Qingyun didn't dare to relax, he guarded his mind, his mind was clear, he didn't dare to have the slightest distraction, and focused on weaving the net of imperial qi and wrapping poisonous insects.

After controlling the true qi for a while, Fu Qingyun felt even more mentally exhausted, and he couldn't control the true qi if he wanted to. Like a frail man lifting a hammer, he walks with difficulty, but he cannot stop for a moment.

If you can't completely wrap the poisonous insects in one go, once the divine thoughts are relaxed, the true qi will be scattered, and the poisonous insects will be alarmed.

Fortunately, Fu Qingyun has experienced several catastrophes of life and death, and his heart is extremely resolute, which ordinary people can't reach. Although his mind was seriously overdrawn, like three days without sleep, exhausted, he insisted on with an immortal tenacity and perseverance.

Kang Kang had been squatting beside him, seeing Fu Qingyun's pale face, cold sweat on his cheeks, and his body trembling, he hurriedly put his head against Fu Qingyun's back to prevent him from falling.

A faint morning light sprinkled down from the mouth of the "Hades Cave", the mist in the valley curled, and Fu Qingyun had been doing his work to dispel poison all night.

Just when Fu Qingyun was almost running out of oil, he finally wrapped the last trace of the True Qi Cocoon and wrapped the poisonous insects to death, leaving no gaps.

Fu Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, gathered the last bit of remaining strength, retracted the cocoon formed by the true qi, squeezed it hard, and instantly turned into a thin piece of paper of true qi.

The Mochizuki insect hadn't woken up yet, it had turned into a pulp of flesh under the wrapping of true qi, and none of them escaped.

Fu Qingyun's soul was relieved, and he collapsed on the stone couch, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids, so he fell asleep and died.

The Mochizuki Worm, which was squeezed to death by True Qi, was no longer a threat, and only needed to be handed over to the flesh and blood in the body to slowly dissolve.

At this moment, Qinghui has just dyed the eastern sky, the auspicious glow is swirling, the mist is circling, and the ten thousand golden lights are projected down, shrouding the valley with a mysterious golden veil; the breeze is swirling in the "Hades Cave", and the little swallows that get up early are flying low on the Bitan, chirping, chasing each other, full of infinite wild fun and vigorous vitality, everything is so beautiful and pleasant.