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

Lin Changqing sat up from the bed, opened his phone and looked at the date. It was as expected.

January 8.

That's right, he was trapped in an endless cycle.

Every time he died in that world, or lived for three months, the strange clock that appeared in his mind would lead him back to reality, back to the familiar afternoon of January 8.

And when it was 12 o'clock midnight, he would be "reborn" in that dark cave in his dream, from an ordinary earth youth Lin Changqing, to a gloomy and handsome young man Changqing in another world, starting all over again.

A headache, dizziness and nausea came over him, and he rushed to the bathroom and vomited.

After washing his face and looking at himself in the mirror, he was in his early twenties. Although he was not as handsome as the boy just now, he was also sunny and handsome, but his face was extremely haggard.

Just before this endless cycle began, he was diagnosed with brain cancer in the hospital, in the terminal stage.

Just now, he was thrown into the alchemy furnace by the so-called master in the colorful clouds and was instantly refined. This was the fourth way of death he had unlocked in his dream.

He couldn't tell whether this was the so-called "time travel" or just a fantasy of a brain cancer patient before his death.

It stands to reason that as a person with not much time left in reality, it would not be a bad idea for him to follow the instructions of those banshees and become a "human race" and indulge in pleasure every day, spend those three months safely, and then continue the cycle. There is no need to toss around like him every time he is reborn and find a way to escape.

The reason why Chang Qing did this was just because of his instinct for survival.

Closing his eyes, he peeked into his mind in his consciousness, and a strange clock was slowly turning.

As if sensing his "sight", the twelve eyeballs on the dial that represented time opened strangely at the same time, and the pupils were like the deep starry sky.

Yes, the strange clock that he saw every time he died in another world was in his mind at this moment. Perhaps it was the root of his tumor and brain cancer.

It sounds like a fairy tale, but if some of the changes in my body in another world can be reflected in reality, then diseases that cannot be cured by modern medicine may not be impossible to cure!

This idea is the only belief that supports him to struggle every time he is reborn.

The demons in another world, especially the so-called master, seem to have extremely long lifespans and strange abilities. If I can master these means and escape from that magic cave alive, I may have a chance to affect my body in reality and prolong my life!

Chang Qing secretly cheered himself up in his heart. It was nothing more than dying a few more times. Even if there was a three-month time limit, he hoped to learn more secrets of that world in this limited time.

With the ability of unlimited rebirth in his hands, let alone a small Hehuan Sect, even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he might not be unable to break through the siege.

That so-called master, and the female demons who had tortured him, he must take revenge on them personally.

No, he had to destroy the evil magic cave with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Just as he was thinking, the phone rang.

Chang Qing didn't even look at it. With the memory of the previous four rebirths, he was already familiar with this call. He picked up the phone skillfully and answered the video request.

"Chang Qing, are you feeling better?" A pretty girl appeared on the screen.

She was wearing a white down jacket. Her originally fair cheeks were slightly reddened by the cold wind. Her long black hair was a little messy on her shoulders, but it still couldn't hide her beauty.

"I'm fine. Why are you walking and video chatting with me? Be careful of the road."

"Hey, I'm worried about you. Did you eat the takeaway I ordered for you?"

The girl's voice was a little softer. She glanced around, as if she was afraid that there were people around her. She was shy and couldn't say some words, "You have been on leave for several days. I miss you so much."

Chang Qing smiled, went to the living room to get a takeaway box, and took out a hamburger from it.

He took a big bite of the video and said vaguely: "Don't worry about me, Qinghe, I'm fine, it's just a little flu, I'll be fine in a few days. You should also wear a mask to avoid infection."

He endured the severe headache and forced himself to look less haggard in the video.

"Yeah." The girl named Ye Qinghe nodded obediently, took out a pink mask from her bag and put it on her face, "I wore it before, but I was afraid it wouldn't look good when I was about to video chat with you."

Chang Qing paused for a moment very skillfully and didn't speak again. Immediately, the voices of other classmates were heard in the video.

"Ye DaCampus belle! Look at the road! You've gone too far! The classroom is over here!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I see." Ye Qinghe raised his head and chased after her.

Looking at the busy girl in the video, Chang Qing called her: "Qinghe."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Chang Qing hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help saying: "School belle Ye, take off your mask, I want to take a good look at you."

"Oh, you're annoying." Ye Qinghe said this, but still took off her mask obediently, and her pretty face became even more charming.

The girl's blush was better than the most beautiful love words, and Chang Qing deeply imprinted this scene in his mind.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of dizziness came over him, and he couldn't help but retching into the pool in front of him.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghe said with concern; "Changqing, Changqing, what's wrong with you? Are you okay, do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Ahem... It's okay, I'm fine. "Chang Qing shook his head and forced a smile at Ye Qinghe, "You concentrate on the class, don't worry about me, I will go back tomorrow."

Without waiting for Ye Qinghe to respond, he hung up the phone, lowered his head and vomited violently. The severe headache, dizziness, and blurred vision made it impossible for him to keep pretending.

These are the typical symptoms of terminal brain cancer, headache, dizziness, vomiting, decreased vision, mental illness, including hemiplegia.

He was shocked. In the previous rebirths, he could have finished the call with Ye Qinghe, but this time his brain cancer was obviously more serious. Could it be that this was the price he paid for rebirthing too many times?

In fact, he knew that his rebirth would come at a price.

He has been reborn four times. Each time he was reborn, he was in the so-called "rebirth" in another world. His cultivation level would be weakened a little.

By the fourth time, he had even become an ordinary mortal.

Could it be that after this rebirth, his cultivation level in the other world would be reduced to the lowest point, and the price would be reflected in reality?

If each subsequent rebirth would make his illness in reality more serious, sooner or later he would not be able to survive until midnight and lose the chance to be reborn again.

As he was thinking, his vision blurred again. In a daze, his vomit in the pool suddenly turned into the solidified flesh and blood, insect limbs, mucus, and translucent shell wings in the cave.

Chang Qing's body trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief. The person in the mirror was no longer The original self, but the gloomy handsome boy Changqing in another world.

The boy in the mirror was smiling strangely with blood all over his mouth.

Changqing panicked and fell to the ground. His hand trembled and touched the place where the phone was just now. Perhaps only Ye Qinghe's voice could calm his heart.

His vision became more and more blurred. He could only bring the phone close to his eyes, but when he looked closely, there was no phone in front of him. It was clearly his personal token in another world.

The four characters "Lingyu Changqing" were engraved on the black token.

His hands frantically touched around, like crazy to find an object that could prove that he still existed in the real world.

But with His vision was blurred, and his hands could no longer touch the cold tiles of the bathroom. All he touched was the muddy floor, warm flesh and blood with a faint fishy smell.

With a "bang", it seemed that the light bulb in the bathroom was broken, and his world went from blurry to dark.

The next moment, the strange clock hands in his mind returned to zero at the same time, and a long, deep and low hum sounded in his mind.

The environment of the entire room began to distort and change, and countless indescribable forces spread throughout the space like mysterious tentacles, rearranging and combining the world.

"Little brother, you are full of spring blessings. It is a blessing that you can't get in several lifetimes to come to this paradise. Come on, the sisters will take you to the top of paradise."