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

After returning to Lingyu Xuanyao's residence, Changqing closed the door and recalled what he had just said to Lingyu Wenyong.

Lingyu Wenyong naturally had many more spies in the Yuguan Mountains than Changqing, and it was easier for him to grasp the whereabouts of the Netherworld Department.

According to him, the Netherworld Department seemed to be preparing for this operation and was not in a hurry to enter the Hundred Flowers Cave to capture the evildoers for a while.

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"If it is true as you said, then Lingyu Changru really inherited the blood law inheritance in the Hundred Flowers Cave?"

"Master, that's right, and he is a cover, a cover that Senior Liu Lu deliberately arranged to attract the Netherworld Department."

"In that case, he wouldn't take advantage of this time to leave the Hundred Flowers Cave and escape for his life."

"Master, don't worry, he is also a chess piece arranged in advance by Master Liu Lu, and he will definitely not ruin our plan."

"That's right, even if he runs away, the Netherworld Department will not Even if they don't want the inheritance, they will still go in. However, they seem to be making some preparations recently. I suspect it is related to the Venerable who came with the judges. "

"How did the clan leader know?"

"The Lingyu family is our territory. My spies are everywhere. Those underworld officials are used to being domineering. They will not deliberately hide anything, so they can't hide it from me."

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Chang Qing naturally didn't know that Dian San lent the Hun Yang Spirit and Hun Yin Spirit to Fan Lie, and that they needed to refine for three whole days.

But from what Ling Yu Wenyong said, he could probably guess a thing or two.

"I guess the underworld officials think that the Baihua Remnant Soul is difficult to deal with, so they are making some preparations. Maybe they want to borrow some powerful Yu Ling from the Venerable."

Chang Qing thought to himself.

But he was not panicked, because he had expected such a thing to happen.

This is a very simple principle of whether to use a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

If a mouse enters someone's home, that person may prepare a cat and throw it into the house, thinking that this will get rid of the mouse.

If the cat fails to catch the mouse, that person will only think that the mouse is cunning and needs to find a big cat, a good cat to catch it.

In fact, the remnant soul of Baihua is not a mouse, but a tiger.

Even if a person makes the most perfect preparations to catch a mouse, when the mouse turns into a tiger, everything is nothing.

This is also the advantage brought by the information gap.

"If the Netherworld needs some time to prepare, and does not immediately go to Baihua Cave, maybe I can take advantage of this time to maximize my own interests."

Thinking of this, Chang Qing walked back into the room and closed the doors and windows.

He used all his strength to activate the ice blade spirit in the acupoint.

The melon seed in his mind has not dissipated yet, and is providing him with a steady stream of spiritual power.

He put his palms together, and for a moment, countless ice blades condensed in front of him.

Chang Qing put all these ice blades together, and soon, a simple "box" appeared in front of him.

Fortunately, the effect of the melon seeds had not completely disappeared, otherwise it would be a huge consumption for him to make so many ice blades.

After estimating that the size of the ice box was just right, Chang Qing found a place to sit down and took off all his clothes.

A sharp and short ice blade appeared in his hand.

Then he cut along his thigh.

He first carefully peeled off the skin on his leg, and then stabbed it hard at the root of his thigh.

He cut very deep, directly to the bone, and then cut the meat down bit by bit, carefully.

There was a piercing and heart-pounding rustling sound between the sharp ice blade and his bone, and Chang Qing cut the meat on the whole thigh in a circle in one breath.

He stood up with the broken thigh, and carefully put the big piece of meat into the box made of ice.

Next, Chang Qing followed the same method, cutting off every piece of skin and flesh belonging to Ling Yuxuanyao and putting them into the box made of ice.

After doing all this, Chang Qing had become a terrifying skeleton, with only a few muscles and tendons left on his body, looking shaky.

It was not that he did not activate the blood healing spirit, but he had to cut off all the flesh belonging to Ling Yuxuanyao on his body before he could restore his own flesh and blood.

Otherwise, his flesh and blood would pollute Ling Yuxuanyao's flesh and blood, and there would be a risk of being exposed in front of Youbi.

It was not until the last piece of face skin was put into the box and frozen that Chang Qing activated the blood healing spirit.

After Ling Yuxuanyao's flesh and blood had been worn by him once, it had begun to show signs of slight contamination.

Now that it had been cut off again and frozen like this, the time it could be used would be greatly reduced. It was estimated that it could only last for eight or nine days at most after being worn again.

If this time limit is exceeded,There is a risk of being exposed in front of Youbi.

But it should be enough.

He began to use all his strength to activate the Blood Healing Spirit. The blood and vitality in his body kept him alive. With the blessing of the melon seed in his mind, the Blood Healing Spirit quickly regenerated his flesh and blood.

It didn't take long for Chang Qing to change from a terrifying skeleton to his original body and appearance.

He raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to the melon seed, otherwise, with his current spiritual power and blood, it would be very difficult for him to change his body alone.

He put the big box made of ice blades and filled with flesh and blood into the Rat Stone, and took out the clothes he usually wore from the Rat Stone and changed into them.

The night wind was cold, and Chang Qing's newly grown flesh and blood were still steaming in the closed house, and the hot blood was surging under his skin.

He opened the window and let the fresh wind blow in, quickly cooling his body.

Under the moonlight, although his body was not particularly tall and strong, he was very strong, and every muscle contained surging vitality.

Chang Qing casually tied his long hair on his head and put on his clothes.

His eyes revealed determination, confidence, and strong ambition.

Such a man, such a strong body, such ambitious eyes.

Even Chang Qing himself did not realize that he had been suppressed for too long, and after suddenly returning to his true form, he seemed to be unable to conceal his sharpness.

If compared with wild beasts, his current appearance would make male beasts tremble and female beasts envy him no matter where he went.

Such a man seemed to be able to do whatever he wanted and get whatever he wanted.

He came to the yard, quickly climbed over the wall, and stepped into the darkness.

In the night, he sneaked in the dark, heading straight for his own residence.

His wolf-like eyes revealed a cold light, and he flew in the night, leaving a cold arc.

Finally, he stopped in a relatively secluded bush not far from home.

Using the flesh and blood left by Mo Tong in his body, Chang Qing began to call Mo Tong not far away.