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

Chang Qing's brain was already working at a high load, and he could no longer spare any extra consciousness to feel the external objects.

He vaguely sensed the feeling coming from his mouth, and hurriedly used a little of his mind to fully activate the blood-eating spirit and absorb it.

The spiritual power in his body began to recover rapidly, barely exceeding the rate of consumption.

The spiritual power in Chang Qing's body began to recover slowly.

But not long after, the external supplement was exhausted, and Mo Tong hurriedly squeezed it again.

This cycle repeated several times, and the spiritual power in Chang Qing's body rose and fell with Mo Tong's supplement, like the tide.

As time passed, there was already a small handful of ashes in Chang Qing's palm.

But this was far from enough to give birth to all the meat Ganoderma.

Moreover, the later it got, the faster Chang Qing consumed his spiritual power, the faster it began to exceed the rate of replenishment by Mo Tong and Lan Shuang. It was only a matter of time before his spiritual power ran out.

Mo Tong obviously also discovered this, and Chang Qing's consumption rate had far exceeded that of before.

Seeing this, it pried open Chang Qing's mouth and tried to stuff the source directly in.

After all, Mo Tong knew nothing about the relationship between men and women, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

But it tried several times and failed.

Although Chang Qing's total spiritual power did not increase, it decreased much more slowly after being continuously replenished.

However, it was still very difficult to create the amount of Yunpeng Wing Ash that Chang Qing expected at this rate.

And Lan Shuang was not feeling well at this time.

It was the first time she felt Chang Qing absorbing the cold poison in her body so intensely.

If Chang Qing gave her the feeling of warm sunshine when he was taking drugs before.

Then Chang Qing gave her the feeling of a hot stove now.

In fact, Chang Qing absorbing the condensed frost cold marrow can bring a warm feeling to Lan Shuang, which is essentially a contrasting feeling.

When the condensed frost cold marrow attacks, it will make her extremely cold, and Chang Qing absorbs part of it, which naturally makes her feel warm.

But now it is not warm, but hot.

Lan Shuang felt that the two palms against Chang Qing's back were like holding the bottom of a red-hot pot, so hot that she almost cried.

But she knew she couldn't let go. The young master was at a critical moment of cultivation. The cold poison in her body that originally harmed people could help him now. The more the young master could absorb, the better.

Soon, Chang Qing's body became hotter and hotter. It was the Devouring Spirit that was madly absorbing the Frost Marrow.

Lan Shuang felt numb all over, as if every bit of strength had been drained away, even the bone marrow seemed to have been sucked away, and the bones were three points softer.

It was the first time she missed the cold poison in her body.

But despite the discomfort, she still didn't let go of her hands.

"The young master... needs me now, I can't... disappoint his expectations..."

Feeling Chang Qing's increasingly thin breath, Lan Shuang gritted her teeth.

She let go of her hands.

Then she leaned on Chang Qing's back, with her legs and arms wrapped around Chang Qing from back to front.

In an instant, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and her body became lighter, as if even her soul had been sucked away.

What was even more terrible was the burning sensation. Lan Shuang felt as if she was hugging a pile of red-hot charcoal.

But she still clenched her teeth and did not let go.

Chang Qing suddenly felt that his spiritual power was recovering a little faster.

For some reason, the speed at which the Devouring Spirit absorbed the Frost Marrow was much faster.

Frost Marrow was worthy of being the king of body poisons. It increased the absorption speed a little bit, and instantly relieved the pressure on spiritual power.

He was delighted. If the speed of recovering spiritual power was maintained at this level, Yunpeng Wing Gray should be stable.

He could also create another important thing...

"It seems that the Ganoderma Lucidum in the spiritual vein is in my pocket."

As soon as this thought came up, Chang Qing instantly had motivation, endured the pain, and used all his strength to operate the reverse method.

The ashes in his palm grew larger and larger, from a small handful that could be held with two fingers to a small handful, and finally accumulated enough.

There was still some spiritual power left in his body, so Chang Qing started to create another crucial thing without stopping.

......

Although Chang Qing, Lan Shuang, and Mo Tong all felt that time was passing very slowly because of the pain, in fact, it was only a few minutes since Chang Qing started to operate the reverse method.

Chang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and first carefully wrapped the handful of Yunpeng Wing ash in his hand, and then put the other thing he had just created into the Rat Stone.

Mo Tong's lips had left him when he opened his eyes, and Chang Qing, who had done all this, found that Lan Shuang was still hanging firmly on him.On his body.

He patted the back of Lan Shuang's hand and whispered.

"Shuang'er, it's over, let go."

But Lan Shuang did not respond to her, still hugging Chang Qing tightly.

Chang Qing suddenly realized something and touched Lan Shuang's hand hanging on his shoulder. The pale little hand had distinct joints, like a slender chicken claw, almost clasping his flesh through his clothes.

"Not good."

He suddenly thought of why the speed of absorbing the condensed frost cold marrow had become so fast just now.

It turned out that Lan Shuang suddenly hugged him.

"Hiss, this is troublesome."

Chang Qing was a little annoyed that he didn't explain it clearly to Lan Shuang just now.

He only let Lan Shuang put her hands on his back for a reason.

Because Chang Qing had thought about it long ago, once the reverse method was activated, he would not have enough energy to control the speed of the Devouring Spirit absorption, and could only subconsciously push it with all his strength.

I didn't let Lan Shuang stick her whole body to him because I was afraid that the speed of absorption would be too fast and hurt her.

Chang Qing didn't expect that she would actually come to him on her own initiative.

Isn't it uncomfortable to be drained dry?

Chang Qing tried to gently pry open Lan Shuang's somewhat stiff hands and feet, and first tried her breath to confirm that she was still breathing, and then he was relieved for the time being.

If she was accidentally sucked to death, it would be a huge loss, and it would be worth using the power of rebirth to do it again.

Although Chang Qing's cultivation is low, if he talks about the attainments of poison, he is afraid that he can call himself the best in the world with the memory of a saint.

He understands the characteristics of Condensed Frost Cold Marrow, so he naturally knows that it is not advisable to absorb too much.

Now Lan Shuang is only at the level of the third turn of the moment, and Condensed Frost Cold Marrow is just a seedling in her body.

This poison is a natural poison. It has been accumulated in her body for many years and has long reached a delicate balance. If she rashly absorbs too much, it will definitely cause serious damage to her body.

At the mildest, it can shorten your life; at the worst, it can take your life.