Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

It is more important to save his life now.

The moment he saw the pill, Chang Qing had made the same decision as Dan Ji.

As long as the green mountains are there, there is no fear of running out of firewood.

Regardless of whether he can escape danger after going out, or be reborn after being poisoned by the pill, he does not want to be associated with these messy weird things.

After biting through the shell of the pill, Chang Qing felt like he was eating a rotten peach.

The inside of the pill suddenly seemed to come alive, like a pool of living mud, it actually crawled into his mouth and slid down his throat.

Seeing Chang Qing take the pill, Yu Wenyong nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, it's late, you go back first, remember what my senior brother said, after taking this pill, if you dare to leave the Yuguan Mountains, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Chang Qing nodded and thanked him, and couldn't wait to leave the cave.

He stumbled all the way out of the cave and out of the clan leader's courtyard. He didn't dare to stop and ran towards his own mansion with all his strength.

He didn't find a place where no one was around until he ran far enough away and held onto a big tree.

With a "wow" sound.

He began to vomit violently.

Headache, dizziness, nausea, blurred vision.

Along the way, he had been using all his strength to activate the Devouring Spirit.

But it didn't work at all.

"Damn, this is not a body poison, what is it, is it a soul poison, is it a divine poison?"

The Devouring Spirit can only devour body poisons, just like the Dian Yin Dao Yang in Huo Jiutian's body that year, which was a divine poison, and the Devouring Spirit had no effect at all.

But based on the symptoms alone, Chang Qing, who had the memory of the Poison Method Evil Saint, couldn't tell what type of poison he was poisoned with.

If it was just a headache, dizziness, nausea, and blurred vision, this poison was obviously a body poison.

But why couldn't the Devouring Spirit cure it!

Although he was enduring intense pain, Chang Qing's mind remained calm.

If Ling Yuwenyong wanted to kill him, he would not have gone through so much trouble, so he could not have given him a lethal poison.

But why was there such a strong reaction?

Not only that, Chang Qing could feel that the only acupoint in his mind was running rapidly.

It was as if a huge amount of spiritual power was being forcibly poured into his body.

"Dan Ji, what's going on? What's going on!"

In his mind, he called Dan Ji frantically.

But all he got in response was dead silence.

"Dan Ji? Dan Ji! Damn old woman! Talk to me!"

Dan Ji seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no matter how he called, there was still no response.

His head was splitting.

He could not care about distracting his attention and continued to call in his mind. Chang Qing could not help but hold his head and hit it against the tree.

When he was practicing the six internal organs in the Hundred Flowers Cave, facing the pain that was enough to kill a person, he could grit his teeth and persevere.

But at this moment, the pain that struck his soul made him almost unable to control his reason.

Not only that, he could clearly feel that the strange flesh and blood that had entered his stomach, which was as soft as mud, had never stopped squirming.

He could feel that it was moving along the spine, step by step, and slowly entering his brain.

"No, it can't be like this. We have to find a way to detoxify and get this thing out!"

Chang Qing was ruthless in his heart, endured the pain, and ran towards the mansion.

Along the way, he kept calling Dan Ji.

"Dan Ji! Old woman! What's wrong with you! Speak!"

"Do you have any other means! Speak!"

"Can the blood-eating spirit absorb this strange thing in my body! Speak!"

But no matter how he called, there was only nothingness in response to him.

Suddenly, intermittent noises came from his mind, as if the radio was interfered with by the signal and the sound quality was very unclear.

"Little... hurry... back... run..."

Chang Qing's heart was shocked. He could tell that it was Dan Ji's voice.

He couldn't tell whether he had a problem or Dan Ji had a problem. The severe headache brought a constant buzzing sound in his head. He could hardly hear anything.

He stumbled all the way back to the mansion. It was late at night. He returned to the room and rushed to the bed as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

He opened the bed curtain, but Dan Ji's body was not on the bed.

Chang Qing's vision was already blurred. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken. Just as he was about to turn around to look for it, he was tripped to the ground.

He looked up and saw Dan Ji's body lying on the ground with her back facing down. It was it that tripped him.

But he had no time to consider why Dan Ji's body changed position and who moved her.

He rushed like crazy.Go up.

Take out the blood-eating spirit as quickly as possible, put it into the acupoint, and activate it with all your strength.

There is no effect.

The feeling of suffocation instantly filled his whole body.

He could feel that the limp and strange flesh in his body had drilled into his brain at this time, as if slowly wrapping his entire brain.

Even the strange clock in his mind suddenly began to rotate irregularly.

On the sticky dial, the twisted pointer sometimes turned forward, sometimes reversed, and sometimes trembled left and right. The pupils of the twelve eyeballs representing the time were all tightened, as if they had suffered some great stimulation.

His consciousness also spun around with this crazy clock.

With a "bang".

Chang Qing felt that his brain exploded, and the only acupoint in his mind was shattered.

If all the acupoints of the cultivator were shattered, it meant that he would definitely die.

But Chang Qing felt relieved instead. Even he could no longer endure this torture.

But just as he was waiting for death, something strange happened in his mind again.

The broken acupoint began to split, and each fragment turned into a new acupoint.

Then, all the acupoints were shattered again.

Each fragment began to turn into a brand new acupoint, over and over again.

Chang Qing's momentum suddenly soared.

Suddenly, in an instant, in an instant, in a flash...

And he had almost completely lost the ability to think. He only felt that his head was infinitely enlarged, so big that it seemed to be able to accommodate the eternal and infinite universe. Each acupoint was a distant star in the vast starry sky.

The head and body seemed to have separated into two parts. He was almost unable to perceive his own existence. He only felt that everything was so far away.

Only the strange clock stood in the center of the world, spinning rapidly.

From it, he felt a distant call, as if it came from the boundless sky, with great frenzy, which made people unable to refuse.

"Boy! Wake up!"

A sharp shout forcibly pulled his thoughts back.

Chang Qing used all his strength to open his eyes. In his blurred vision, Dan Ji was slowly getting up from the ground.

She stood up like a zombie, stuttering.

With a "thump".

She suddenly turned into a corpse again and fell directly to the ground.

After twitching a few times, she stubbornly got up again and crawled to Chang Qing's side with difficulty.

"Boy, don't be afraid."

After Dan Ji finished speaking, her eyes lost their spirit again and fell to the ground.

But she immediately got up again, knelt in front of Chang Qing with all her strength.

"Master is here to save you." She said.

She was like a puppet with a malfunction and the spring was about to run out. Every movement was stuck and extremely difficult to maintain.

But she still raised her arm high, and a sharp blood knife appeared in her hand.

"Move...move..." Chang Qing's mouth trembled slightly, and he used up his last will to make a sound.

"Do it!"

"Ah!"

Dan Ji shouted angrily and swung her knife down.

But at the last moment, her eyes suddenly lost their spirit again, and the blood knife in her hand also tilted.

Blood flew, and Dan Ji's blood knife left a long mark on the ground. Chang Qing's head tilted, blood spurted out, and the head and neck were only connected by less than a finger's width of flesh.