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

Chang Qing stood up with some difficulty.

He himself was in a state of disgrace, and the ice blade on his chest was still bleeding slightly.

"You have to return to my body quickly to retrieve a blood healing spirit, otherwise you will have blood and qi but your wounds will not heal. That sword broke your heart in half, which is not a small matter."

In his mind, Dan Ji reminded him.

"It's okay, I still have the meat Ganoderma lucidum, I won't die."

Chang Qing said.

"You have already wasted four of them. If you make good use of the remaining ones, there is still a chance for your body to reach the Red Jade Realm. Don't waste them anymore."

"Then I will deal with this corpse first, and then leave."

"What is there to deal with? This cave is hidden, and in your plan, the Yuguan Mountains are about to face a catastrophe. It doesn't matter whether he is dead or alive, or whether he is discovered or not, isn't it?"

Dan Ji was a little helpless. This kid is sometimes too cautious, which is not a good thing.

Chang Qing was somewhat reluctant, and still wanted to dig a pit to bury Chang Ge first.

But he looked around the cave again, changed his mind, and gave up the idea.

Because it was not very meaningful.

It was not difficult for him to hide the body, but it would be difficult to clean up the traces of the battle in the cave in his current state.

So it was useless to deal with the body.

What's more, as long as he moved a little, some blood would seep out of his chest, and his situation was not optimistic.

After thinking about it, he finally gave up dealing with the body and let Chang Ge's body lie there.

After taking out a set of clean clothes from the Rat Stone and changing into them, he turned around and came to the exit. Just as he was about to leave, he was attracted by something.

In the moonlight, next to Chang Ge's body, a shiny little thing reflected light, which happened to shine into Chang Qing's eyes, as if he was destined to be discovered by him.

He has always lacked unnecessary curiosity about things that are not within his plan, especially at a time like now when every second wasted is a waste of life.

But perhaps because he was unwilling to accept the loss this time, he still walked over.

After all, he was Ling Yuwenyong's beloved disciple, and maybe he had some treasures left behind.

When he came closer, Chang Qing looked down and saw that the shining object was actually a fragment.

Chang Qing picked it up and carefully checked it, but was suddenly shocked.

He thought it was just a fragment of his broken long sword, but after careful confirmation, he found that it was not.

This was actually a fragment of Changge's sword!

But how could this be possible? Chang Qing was puzzled.

His long sword was just an ordinary item, and it would naturally leave fragments after it was broken.

But Changge's sword was a sword spirit strengthened on iron. Even if it was broken, it should be the small iron stick that hosted the sword spirit that was broken, and the fragments of the sword should not be left.

Chang Qing searched the ground carefully and found that there was indeed only this fragment. The small iron rod that turned into a sword was lying on the ground intact.

"Master, what's going on here? It's so strange."

Chang Qing asked Dan Ji in his mind.

"The spirit of the weapon... It stands to reason that after the spirit is broken, the transformed object may not be able to remain. This fragment is really strange. If I am not mistaken, you may have picked up a treasure. Time is tight now, and there is no time to study it slowly. You should put it away first and talk about it later."

"Okay."

Chang Qing put the fragment into the Rat Stone, thought about it, and squatted down to explore Chang Ge's body.

It's a pity that Chang Ge didn't have anything valuable on him. The only thing worth mentioning was a purse with a few white spirit stones in it.

With his identity, he can be called poor.

Chang Qing took the spirit stone away, and finally left the small iron rod, inserting it next to Chang Ge's body as a monument.

When he walked to the entrance of the cave, before leaving, Chang Qing turned back again and condensed an ice arrow from his hand.

The ice arrow shot out and directly pierced Chang Ge's chest.

The body naturally did not move at all, leaving a big hole on it with the ice arrow.

"You are a bit redundant."

In his mind, Dan Ji said helplessly.

"I just thought of his counterattack just now, and I was a little uneasy. It's okay."

Chang Qing also felt a little ridiculous, shook his head, and walked out of the cave.

"It's not like everyone is like us two, with such tenacious vitality. Ordinary cultivators, even if they are as strong as the Venerable, will die if their hearts are broken or their heads are chopped off without a powerful healing spirit, so don't think too much."

Dan Ji comforted.

The evil cultivators practice strange and weird skills, and often at the beginningIt is inevitable that they will be affected by it and develop some bad habits.

Chang Qing is a type with a relatively firm mind. He is not deeply affected and has not become bloodthirsty because of his obsession with the pleasure of blood cultivation.

But his caution also makes him like Dan Ji when she first practiced blood magic. He has the habit of destroying corpses.

Because the longer the blood magic is stained, the more blood magic practitioners will find that their vitality is tenacious and difficult to die, so they will subconsciously bring this idea to other people.

Dan Ji was the same at that time. After killing a strong enemy, she often had to destroy its corpse to pieces before she could feel at ease.

Although it is harmless, it is also a superfluous bad habit.

"Well, I understand."

Chang Qing responded lightly, and then he said nothing more. He covered his chest and rushed back home from the spirit vein.

When he opened the gate, Mo Tong had already climbed out of the well, walked straight to Chang Qing, and helped him into the house.

Long before he came back, Chang Qing notified it with the flesh and blood of Mo Tong in his body.

He quickly took out a blood healing spirit from Dan Ji's body and activated it. In a short while, the wound on Chang Qing's chest was completely healed, and his arm had returned to normal thickness.

After taking out the wrapped meat Ganoderma from the Rat Stone, Chang Qing first came to Lan Shuang's bed.

"Shuang'er, Shuang'er."

He gently patted Lan Shuang's cheek and lifted her head up.

"Master..."

Lan Shuang opened her eyes in a daze.

"Come, eat these, and you'll be fine."

Chang Qing broke the sticky and soft meat Ganoderma that was still oozing with mucus like pus and blood into small pieces and put them to Lan Shuang's mouth.

Lan Shuang saw this disgusting thing, but she didn't ask, just frowned slightly and opened her mouth to eat it.

"Come, keep eating, don't stop."

Chang Qing broke another piece and continued to feed her.

Lan Shuang also obediently ate it piece by piece, and soon, the whole plant of Ganoderma Lucidum was eaten by her.

"Hmm... so fishy, ​​Master, what is this."

After eating everything, Lan Shuang asked.