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

After entering, the strong smell of meat gradually faded, replaced by a strong smell of blood.

It was the pure smell of human blood.

In front of him was another cave, which did not look as weird and disgusting as the flesh and blood cave just now, but just an ordinary cave.

Chang Qing raised the torch and looked behind him first.

The place where he got in was a wall made of flesh and blood, which was full of wrinkles and many small protruding and wriggling flesh buds.

Around the hole where he got in, several tubes similar to umbilical cords stretched out, extending all the way to the depths of the cave.

Chang Qing walked along those "umbilical cords".

The umbilical cord finally extended to a huge blood pool.

The entire blood pool occupied most of the space in the cave, almost as large as the entire "Caiyunjian" hall.

There were eight pillars standing around the blood pool, and hundreds of silk threads of unknown material extended from each pillar.

Thousands of silk threads intertwined together to form a huge "spider web".

And in the center of the spider web, a "prey" was trapped.

It was a woman.

It was a bit inappropriate to say "trapped". When Chang Qing's torch shone over, the figure in the center of the spider web was almost pierced by thousands of silk threads in every part of the body and hung there.

She was wearing a bloody dress, which was already in tatters, with her arms open, firmly fixed in the posture of a martyr.

Those silk threads not only passed through her limbs and body, but also her neck, head, and cheeks. There were countless silk threads passing through.

She was like a kite hanging on a tree, which had been exposed to wind and rain and was already riddled with holes.

Chang Qing came closer and saw that the woman's face seemed to have been cast by molten iron. Her face was completely invisible. All he could see was the corroded and somewhat dilapidated cast iron, which was tightly attached to her face, covering her from the forehead to the eyes, all the way to the cheeks.

Only her mouth was exposed, with red lips and white teeth, and her facial features were very delicate.

She was naked, with only a head of snow-white silver hair hanging down, covering up her mystery.

Blood was constantly seeping into the blood pool under her feet along the silk thread that passed through her body. The blood in the blood pool was so much that it had already covered her calves.

The most bizarre thing was that there was no wound on the woman's body. The places where the silk thread passed through were just pierced with a hole, and the rest were all intact.

Her exposed skin was all plump and delicate, as white as cream, and so delicate that it could be blown away.

The woman was very tall. Chang Qing in this world was still a teenager of sixteen or seventeen, and was estimated to be about 1.75 meters tall.

Luo Hongyan was a little shorter than herself, and was already considered a relatively tall girl, and this woman was half a head taller than herself in this world, and was estimated to be 1.8 meters tall.

The woman's figure was also extremely perfect. Even though she was being strangely penetrated by countless threads, she could still make people imagine.

In this Baihua Cave, there were beautiful and coquettish female demons everywhere, but Chang Qing had never seen a person with such a perfect figure.

It was as if a charming devil appeared in the world, and every part of her body was too much or too little.

If Chang Qing were to describe this woman, he felt that she didn't exist in reality at all. She was more like a proportion that a painter had to use his imagination and consider carefully to draw, because it was exaggerated to the point of distortion.

However, he knew that he couldn't be fooled by her appearance. I'm afraid she was the blood monk he was looking for.

"Are you okay? How is it inside?"

Outside the cave, Luo Hongyan's slightly anxious voice came.

"Come in, I found it."

"What did you find..." As soon as Chang Qing finished speaking, Luo Hongyan had already come in and ran to his side in a few steps.

Before she finished speaking, she was already standing there, looking at the woman in front of her, speechless.

Chang Qing looked at Luo Hongyan with some doubts, and saw that she was trembling a little, so he quickly held her shoulder.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Luo Hongyan finally stopped trembling, and pointed to the woman in front of her, "Venerable... Venerable, no mistake, it's Venerable..."

Chang Qing was puzzled, "What is Venerable?"

"You don't know? Who helped you open your acupoints? Why do I feel that you know nothing about cultivation knowledge?"

"I only know that cultivators are divided into five major realms: sudden, instant, moment, twinkling, and moment. Each realm is divided into one to nine turns. I have never heard of any Venerable."

Chang Qing was telling the truth. His knowledge of cultivation in this world was acquired through several lifetimes of exploration and hearsay from others.Coucou summarized it.

"The pinnacle of mortal cultivators is the Xuyu realm, but above Xuyu, there are the Qianqiu, Haiku, Tianhuang, three realms."

"Even the strong in the Xuyu realm are just mortals. Only when they reach the Qianqiu realm can they be called Venerables."

"I see, it means they are more powerful than Xuyu."

Chang Qing does not have any filter for the cultivators in this world. In his opinion, no matter how powerful the cultivators are, they are just ordinary people with great power. There is nothing strange about it.

"So why is it called Venerable if it is only one realm higher than Xuyu? Is there any essential difference between Qianqiu and Xuyu?"

Luo Hongyan shook her head.

"I don't know. I only know that the legend says that the Venerables seize the fortune of heaven and earth and have great power that mortals cannot match. In front of the battle of the Venerable level, the number of cultivators is meaningless. Even Xuyu cultivators are just ants."

Chang Qing sneered.

"So, how come this person in front of you is imprisoned by an ant? Oh, yes, Liu Lu is not a moment, but a flash, even worse than an ant."

"How dare you."

Suddenly, a majestic female voice came from the ear.

In an instant, the two of them fell into an ice cave.

This voice was full of boundless majesty, as if it did not come from the ears, but directly vibrated from the hearts and lungs of the two people, and entered the mind, even Chang Qing couldn't help but be shocked.

"Where did you come from, little kid, dare to talk about me."

The woman's voice was cold and chilly, which made Chang Qing feel really cold.

If Leng Mei, one of the four guardians, was only cold on the outside, then this woman's coldness penetrated into her bones. Even if she was trapped there in despair, she was still very proud, and her voice was like ten thousand years of ice.

Combined with the woman's appearance, it is most appropriate to describe her as cold and beautiful.

"Kneel down."

The woman said only two words, and Luo Hongyan's body had collapsed to the ground.

Although Chang Qing tried his best to hold on, he could only stand with difficulty. The pressure brought by the woman was extremely huge, which was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Even if he didn't know the power of the Venerable before, he finally didn't dare to underestimate it at this time.

At least this kind of pressure, which was like a substance, he had never felt from the four Dharma protectors or Liu Lu.

And a Venerable who had been trapped and died in the blood pool for who knows how many years, gave him this feeling.

Although the woman had no eyes, she seemed to be able to sense everything around her. Seeing that Chang Qing didn't kneel down, the woman was somewhat interested.

"Even the little girl next to you in the instant realm knelt down. You, a small Su Hu realm, can still stand here. It's interesting. It seems that you are a person with extraordinary will."

"You two are human beings, not those demons. How can you find this place?"

Chang Qing helped Luo Hongyan up, wiped the blood on her knees, stared at the woman with resentment, and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant voice.

"Introduce yourself first, then we can talk."

The woman was not annoyed, as if the pressure she had given the two men before was just a test, and now she was more interested in them.

"My name is Dan Ji, and my title is Bi'an, the Venerable Qianqiu."

"You can call me, the Evil Venerable Bi'an."