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

"Your overall look is barely passable, but your figure is too plain."

Luo Hongyan held up her chin and appraised.

She simply applied some rouge to Chang Qing to cover his pale complexion, and combed his long hair to make it look like a woman's hairstyle.

However, she was not very satisfied with Chang Qing's figure.

It's really not her fault for being picky. The female demons in this cave all have big breasts and hips, and Luo Hongyan herself is tall and graceful.

And Chang Qing is tall, and he looks like a bamboo pole in revealing women's clothes.

"And your expressionless face and dead fish eyes."

"It's okay when you're a man, but it's awkward to look at you after you put on makeup as a woman. Can't you change it?"

Chang Qing was helpless.

"Why not just leave it at that? I feel like if we're farther away, no one will be able to tell."

"That won't do. You're usually very cautious, but why are you so careless at this moment?"

After saying that, Luo Hongyan pointed her finger, and a milky white imperial spirit emerged. She reached out and touched Chang Qing's chest, and then moved her hand back across Chang Qing's buttocks.

The touch of the girl's finger made Chang Qing's body tremble.

Then, a strange feeling came over him, and he saw his chest swell rapidly, and his buttocks began to rise, which immediately stretched his clothes to a convex and curved shape.

If he was a bamboo pole before, he has now completely turned into a ripe peach.

"Hehe, this is OK now." Luo Hongyan smiled slyly.

"Don't worry, this is a little imperial spirit I made myself. It's just a flesh-colored solid bubble that can change shape, hold up your clothes, and change your body shape."

Chang Qing was not very surprised. There are all kinds of imperial spirits in this world, and any function is not strange.

His eyes glanced at Luo Hongyan's chest...

"Your is not the same..."

Luo Hongyan hurriedly covered her chest and said angrily.

"Lecher, of course I'm real! Who am I pretending to be? If you look at it again, your dead fish eyes will be blinded."

After that, she turned her head away and stopped looking at Chang Qing.

"Lower your head when you walk, don't let people see your dead expression, leaving."

It has to be said that as long as a person's mentality changes, the way of looking at things will change. In the previous life, Chang Qing regarded Luo Hongyan as a puppet, and he was calm and unperturbed by what she said and did.

But in this life, he had automatically imagined the expression under Luo Hongyan's mask as the cute and naive look of Ye Qinghe when she was being naughty, and he found Luo Hongyan particularly pleasing to the eye.

He stretched out his hand, placed it on Luo Hongyan's head, and stroked her soft hair.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I shouldn't tease you. Your Yuling is quite interesting. Can you give me one?"

Luo Hongyan was deflated by his touch.

Chang Qing was a strange person. Although his expression was cold, he always spoke to himself with a gentle and doting look, which made it impossible for people to be really angry with him.

It's just that his shameless and familiar feeling, as well as his behavior of always wanting to get close to himself, made people feel puzzled.

Luo Hongyan slapped Chang Qing's hand away, "Here, here, don't touch me casually in the future."

"Yes, I will apply before touching you in the future."

Chang Qing took the milky white Yuling and sucked it directly into the acupoint.

He is now in the second stage of transformation, and there are exactly two acupoints in his body, one is the bone thorn spirit he originally had, and the other is this bubble spirit.

"Huh? Why don't you need to refine it and just absorb it into the acupoint?"

Luo Hongyan was a little surprised to see this.

"Can't the imperial spirit be used right away? Do you still need to refine it?" Chang Qing asked back.

He really didn't know that putting an imperial spirit into an acupoint still needs to be refined. After all, he had never obtained other imperial spirits in his previous lives, only a bone thorn spirit that came with his body.

"Of course, whether it is a natural ownerless imperial spirit or an imperial spirit that has been subdued and refined by other cultivators, it is full of natural spiritual energy or the spiritual energy of other cultivators. If other cultivators want to put it into their own acupoints, these are all impurities and must be refined first before they can be absorbed."

She knew that Chang Qing was only a half-baked cultivator, so she patiently explained.

"However, depending on the strength of the imperial spirit itself, the difficulty of refining also varies."

Luo Hongyan thought about it and said with relief.

"This kind of Yuling is just a little gadget I made casually. It's not very stable. It will break and dissipate after using it a few times. The one I gave you may be on the verge of breaking. There is not much spiritual energy left in it, so you can absorb it without refining it."

"That's right, there's no need to waste time. Let's set off now."

Chang Qing nodded, and the two left the alchemy room.Along the way, Chang Qing followed Luo Hongyan not too far away.

Every time he took a step in this dress, most of his thighs would be exposed, even Chang Qing felt quite uncomfortable.

But Luo Hongyan was right. In this place, the more exposed and coquettish he wore, the less attention he would attract.

After arriving at Liu Lu's cave without any danger, the two of them hurriedly untied the snakes wrapped around the entrance of the cave and walked in.

The cave was very spacious and had a strange fragrance.

This fragrance was very strange. It was not the fragrance of flowers or plants, but the fragrance of a large pot of broth.

There was a faint fishy smell in the fragrance.

The cave was slightly damp. A flame rose from Luo Hongyan's fingertips. Under the light of the fire, some transparent mucus was hanging on many walls, which looked extremely disgusting.

This place did not look like a paradise, but it was too suitable to say that it was the lair of some old demon.

Luo Hongyan took out a small torch from the bag she was carrying, lit it with the flame of her fingertips, and handed it to Chang Qing, and the two of them started looking separately.

Soon, Chang Qing followed the faint smell of meat and found a small cave.

The entrance of the cave was very low, only half a person's height, like the size of a dog hole.

But the increasingly strong smell of meat came from it.

Chang Qing called Luo Hongyan and asked her to meet him at the entrance of the cave. He crawled in first to see what was going on.

The entrance of the cave was very narrow, and he barely squeezed through. The edge of the entrance was still covered with mucus similar to that on the wall, and the cold and slippery feeling made his back cold.

"How is it, what's inside?"

Seeing that Chang Qing had already crawled in, Luo Hongyan asked hurriedly.

But she didn't hear any response.

After a while, the only response she got was a dry retching sound from Chang Qing.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Hongyan said worriedly, lowering her head and preparing to crawl in.

But at this moment, Chang Qing's hand reached out from the hole and held down her head as she was about to put it in.

"Don't look." His voice was as calm and gentle as possible.

"Go back, I'll continue to look for it myself, you wait for me outside."

But Luo Hongyan didn't listen to the advice, she tilted her head and squeezed in.

Her eyes hadn't yet adapted to the light changes, but when her eyes adapted to the light and saw the scene in the cave clearly, she, like Chang Qing, lowered her head and retched.