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

After a while, the story was finally finished, and he returned the bamboo flute to Youbi.

"Master Jie Yinshi, everything I said is true. I don't know anything else about the evil way."

Youbi took the bamboo flute and sighed.

Changqing's words were almost flawless. Although he explained everything he knew very clearly, he didn't let Youbi get any useful information.

"You go first, it's okay."

Youbi could only wave his hand helplessly and let Changqing leave.

Based on all the information he got from Ling Yuxuanyao, Changqing returned to Ling Yuxuanyao's home.

From this, it can be seen that Ling Yuxuanyao is indeed not very powerful among the elders of the family. The mansion he lives in just looks ordinary without any style.

Fortunately, I learned from Ling Yuxuanyao that he has no parents or relatives at home, and his wife died unexpectedly a few years ago. He doesn't even have a servant, which saves Changqing a lot of trouble.

After closing the door and checking around to make sure that there was no one around and no one was watching, Chang Qing took out the two melon seeds from his arms.

Now is not the time to use them. These two melon seeds are very precious. Even without considering their special magical effects, their effect of providing a large amount of spiritual power in a short period of time to enhance spiritual energy is comparable to extremely powerful elixirs or natural treasures.

You should know that ordinary natural treasures that provide spiritual energy are just spiritual energy that fills the cultivators. The spiritual energy cannot be used directly and needs to be absorbed by the cultivators through the acupoints.

But the melon seeds provide real spiritual power, which can not only be used directly, but also last for a long time.

But Chang Qing is not going to eat them now, but to use their breath.

When he drank a drop of Lan Shuang's blood, the breath of the condensed frost cold marrow stimulated the pure spirit in his body to evolve into the Devouring Spirit.

And now, the imperial spirit that Chang Qing urgently needs in his plan is the pure spirit that he got from the Hundred Flowers Heritage in his previous life.

The natal spirit of Huo Jiutian, the evil saint of flowers.

Jade blood.

In his previous life, he had just obtained the pure spirit and ate the green melon seeds, which led to the evolution of the pure spirit into the green blood.

This shows that melon seeds, like the condensed frost cold marrow, can promote the evolution of pure spirits.

After thinking about it, Chang Qing sat cross-legged, put a melon seed on his head, and the other melon seed in his palm.

Gradually, the pure spirit in the acupoint began to have a slight sense.

Chang Qing did not dare to neglect it, and carefully concentrated his mind and used his spiritual power to promote the pure spirit in the acupoint to promote its evolution.

Because he did not eat the melon seeds directly, but only felt its breath, the pure spirit evolved very slowly this time.

After half a day, the acupoint in Chang Qing's mind made a rumbling sound, and the powerful green blood in his previous life reappeared in his acupoint.

It still emits the light blue halo of Xuanling, but it has a very special shape.

Bixue is not just a vague light ball like ordinary imperial spirits, but like a water drop, with a green color and crystal clear.

Chang Qing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although the result was the same as he expected, when this key imperial spirit really appeared, the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Carefully seal the two melon seeds with ice and put them into the rat stone.

"The Netherworld Department should take action soon, and I have to hurry up, but Shi Qiuqi..."

He muttered to himself and fell into hesitation.

The cigarette on Shi Qiuqi's mouth was beyond his expectations. In his original plan, he did not consider going to spy on him.

What should I do? Killing them all according to the original plan is equivalent to giving up precious information.

It even concerns the essential truth of his crossing between the two worlds.

The other party is a venerable and a crosser, and his experience and knowledge must be much more than his own.

Giving up is a pity.

But if he uses Shi Qiuqi's cigarette as a breakthrough point to learn the information behind it, he may have to bear unnecessary risks.

"But the flute... is also a pleasant surprise..."

Chang Qing walked to the courtyard.

The night was getting late, and the breeze blew away his boredom and worries.

A dead leaf was blown off the old tree in the courtyard and fell on Chang Qing's head.

He picked up the dead leaf, crushed it lightly with his fingertips, and chuckled.

"Heh."

Chang Qing raised his head and looked up at the starry sky above his head.

"If I destroy my careful layout for a little information, it would be a waste of time."

He sighed and shook his head.

"After all, what do I have on that earth that is worth my love?Are you worried about gains and losses? This is not like me. "

Finally, he stopped hesitating, loosened his fingers, and let the fragments on his fingertips scatter.

"Well, whether it is intelligence or not, let it go. Only by getting absolute power and absolute strength can I solve my dilemma. Otherwise, no matter how much I know, without the present, everything is empty talk. "

The bright moon is like a mirror, hanging high on the treetops. The moonlight is shadowy, casting mottled shadows of trees on Changqing, black and white, light and dark chaos.

It's like the sky and the earth are upside down, and the clouds and mud are intertwined.

Good and evil are hard to distinguish.

Changqing smiled slightly and murmured.

"The moon is dark and the branches are lonely, and the night veil covers the chess game.

The stars are the hands of the clouds, covering my people in the deep quagmire.

Fate goes with the fallen leaves in late autumn, and the wind blows away without a trace.

But it is called to break the fog against fate, and the remaining life rolls up to build the world. "

He finished chanting and was about to go back into the house when there was a knock on the door.

"Elder Xuan Yao, the clan leader wants to discuss something important with you."

Hearing the voice outside the door, Chang Qing smiled faintly.

"Very good, it saves me the trouble."

He opened the door, and outside the door, there stood a personal guard of the clan leader.

"Elder Xuan Yao, sorry to bother you so late at night, the clan leader is visiting urgently and needs you to go over now. "

The guard said anxiously.

Chang Qing estimated that if Ling Yuwenyong wanted to take action, he would immediately call him, the person who had actually entered the "Blood Demon Cave", after the investigation of the Netherworld Department was completed.

After all, the two of them knew that the so-called Blood Demon Cave was the Hundred Flowers Cave that Ling Yuwenyong had been thinking about day and night.

But he never thought that Ling Yuwenyong would react so quickly. It was probably because he had been impatient to call people over just after the limelight of the Netherworld Department's investigation had passed.

Chang Qing followed the guard out of the door. As the guard led him further and further away, his nerves became more and more tense.

Because the road that the guard took him to was the same as the previous life of the previous life, it led to the private residence of the clan leader Ling Yuwenyong.

That was the deformed "Hundred Flowers Cave" he built with the help of the holy flesh.

"You really can't wait..."

Chang Qing sneered in his heart.

"Then let's fight again and see what tricks you have this time. "