The scorching heat is over, the autumn wind is bleak, the low shrubs in the "Hades Cave" have withered their branches and leaves, and the milk swallows have long been hiding in the nest, singing sadly and lowly, no longer as cheerful as spring.

Fu Qingyun fell into the "Hades Cave" for half a year. In the past few months, in addition to visualizing the jade lotus every day and attracting spiritual energy into his body, Fu Qingyun has a little free time, so he visualizes the third picture and follows the golden spider to weave a spider web, so as to exercise the method of controlling qi and enhance his divine sense.

Now he can weave most of the spider web with the little spider, his soul is becoming more and more transparent and clear, and the jade lotus petals have also been condensed into seven pieces, and the method of controlling qi is becoming more and more skillful.

The Mochizuki insect has had several attacks, each one getting worse than the other. If it weren't for the innate aura to nourish the body and repair the meridians, Fu Qingyun would probably have died of poison.

On the same day, Song Bo once said that the moon-gazing insect in his body was highly poisonous, and he was afraid that he would not be able to endure it for a year. Fu Qingyun practiced the "Great Light Sutra", and his exercises were special, exhaling innate aura and nourishing damaged meridians, which delayed his life for a long time.

Looking inwardly at the lungs, the number of moon-gazing insects has multiplied and grown several times, the black shadows in the lungs are thick, and the tendons and veins in the body are broken.

Fu Qingyun knew that although he had spiritual energy in his body, how could he endure so many moon-gazing insects devouring it every month. Two more seizures, I'm afraid I won't be able to recover.

He was now very weak, panting from walking, drenched in cold sweat, and could no longer play with the little beast, and sometimes he felt powerless when he got up from the hot spring pool.

But Fu Qingyun still insisted on cultivating the "Great Light Sutra" and never slackened. He had a faint feeling that he could get the "Great Light Sutra", and maybe this exercise could save his life.

The seventh petal of the golden jade lotus in the Shenzang Cave has gradually condensed. Although his body is weak, his mental head is not reduced, his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and his facial features are becoming more and more acute. He is like an Indian ascetic, his body is weak, but his spirit and soul are becoming pure and immaculate, and his mind is clear and transparent.

Releasing divine thoughts, the scene outside the body is as if you have seen it with your own eyes, which is the mirror image of the scene outside the body by the sixth sense "meaning".

And the true qi in the body, due to the innate aura increasing day by day, is also rapidly thickening. Fu Qingyun thought to himself, if he talked about internal strength, he was afraid that he would not lose to his senior brother Chu Wenjing.

He knew that his time was running out, and he tried to figure out the next few pictures of his cultivation, but he couldn't get in.

On this day, it was a full moon again. A full moon with cold air hung on the mouth of the "Hades Cave" again, and the poisonous insects in Fu Qingyun's body began to attack. He lay down in the hot spring pool early to relieve the pain of some poisonous insects devouring flesh and bones.

Although the pool water was steaming, Fu Qingyun felt cold all around him, like falling into an ice cellar. He clenched his teeth, his eyes were blood-red, and his whole body trembled, and he endured the pain of ten thousand snakes devouring his heart and ten thousand ants' chewing bones.

He didn't howl, he didn't groan, he knew that howling was useless, and no one could save him. He only hoped that he would be able to hold on for a few more months, give him a little more time, and maybe find a way to bring the dead back to life from the "Great Light Sutra".

The little beast screamed "scandium and scandium" on the side, and it also knew that its owner was suffering inhuman pain.

This time, the poisonous hair of the Mochizuki insect was more than twice as violent as last month, and the severe pain made his eyes black and dizzy, and one foot was almost about to enter the ghost gate.

"This time, I don't know if I can survive it!" Fu Qingyun lay on the edge of the pool, shivering, his chest rising and falling violently, and he gasped for breath. He struggled to open his eyes, stared at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly remembered Xuanxuan.

"It's so beautiful, she's just like the bright moon in the sky, it's really beautiful!" Fu Qingyun showed a stupid smile on his face.

Fu Qingyun trembled, gritted his teeth, and large drops of blood fell from the corners of his mouth. He looked at the bright moon with blood-red eyes, his smile stiffened, and he couldn't bear the sharp pain of the poisonous insects' chewing, and fainted.

The bright moon sinks in the west, the sky is white, and the milk swallow takes advantage of the morning dew in the morning sun to hover and fly low in the "Hades Cave".

Fu Qingyun slowly opened his eyes and said with a wry smile: "God still hasn't taken my life." ”

Fu Qingyun moved, but found that his body was weak and weak, and he couldn't climb out of the hot spring pool.

The little beast hurriedly swam over and pressed his small head against his buttocks, but Fu Qingyun was tortured by poisonous insects again for a night, and he was already prostrated and weak, and he couldn't climb out of the pool at all.

"Kangkang, my mouth is so dry, you can get me some peaches. "The peach and plum in the "Hades Cave" ripen later, and they are just ripe at this time.

Hearing this, the little beast jumped up from the pool, flew up and took a few ripe wild peaches and white pears, and delivered them to Fu Qingyun.

Fu Qingyun hugged the little beast and smiled bitterly: "Kangkang, I'm afraid you will have to take care of me in the future, and I can't stew snake meat and mushroom soup for you anymore." ”

The little beast "scandium scandium" called twice, rubbing its small head against Fu Qingyun, infinitely attached.

Fu Qingyun ate a few wild peaches, took a few more bites of pears, felt that his strength had recovered a little, and sat up in the pool.

He has been tortured by poisonous insects, like a terminal patient with cancer, but because of the cultivation of the "Great Light Sutra", his spirit is still full.

After practicing, Fu Qingyun lay down in the pool to rest and regained some physical strength. Fu Qingyun leaned on the pebbles and looked up at the mouth of the "Hades Cave" in a daze.

The morning light is gradually fading, the sun is rising, and the golden light is pouring down, delicate and magnificent.

A flower spider weaves a web on the branches of a peach tree, and the web is dotted with dew, which is the same spider that was knocked down in the pool by Kangkang's spray that day.

Suddenly, a moth hit the cobweb, and struggled in the cobweb, causing the cobwebs to fall like a light rain.

I saw the flower spider quickly turn around and pounce on the moth. The flower spider pulls out a long silk from the buttocks and ties the moth firmly layer by layer. It took a long time to tie the moth into a cocoon. The poor moth, entangled in the spider's silk, finally lost the strength to struggle, and watched as the flower spider sucked its juice to its heart's content.

Fu Qingyun's eyes lit up, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Thank God, thank you spider, it seems that God still wants me to live a few more days." ”

It turned out that Fu Qingyun saw the flower spider spinning silk and entwining the moth, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, thinking of the poisonous insects in his lungs. These poisonous insects inhabit the lungs and are dormant on weekdays, if you can use your true qi to weave a web, wrap it into a cocoon, and trap it alive, wouldn't you be able to solve the scourge of poisonous insects in your body?

If it was before, Fu Qingyun wouldn't dare to think of this method. However, since the golden jade lotus returned to the Shenzang acupoint, she was able to see the five aggregates like a mirror, and looked at the situation in her body, and now she has cultivated the third diagram, and the manipulation of true qi is meticulous, I am afraid that she can really wipe out these poisonous insects in one net like a spider preying on moths.

Although this is just a preliminary idea of Fu Qingyun and may not succeed, but now he is terminally ill, and he has no other choice but to be a dead horse doctor.