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

A sweet and fishy feeling filled his mouth, and a red light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and after a moment, it disappeared.

Dan Ji's arm has recovered as before.

"Your origin is damaged, and your body is extremely weak now. You have to get up every morning in the future, and after exhausting your physical strength, absorb my blood and energy. Keep going, it will be good for your body."

Dan Ji's voice sounded in his mind.

"Your body is really a good thing, worthy of being called immortal flesh. I felt exhausted, but after absorbing it, I felt refreshed."

"Now your realm is too low, and the blood and energy reserves in your body are too little, so my immortal flesh has such an obvious effect on your recovery. When you become stronger in the future, it will not be so obvious."

"Enough, it's a pity that your immortal flesh is good, but it can only restore blood and spiritual power. It can't be used for cultivation, nor can it help me restore my origin."

"What are you thinking, silly boy, if you want to restore your origin, you must absorb the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth and nourish your body bit by bit, otherwise Even if you swallow me whole, it will be useless. Moreover, in Baihua Cave, I used the method of forcing growth by pulling up seedlings, using my blood essence to help you improve your cultivation. Not to mention that your foundation is unstable, after you reach the instantaneous state, the more you adapt to my blood essence, the less effective this method will be in improving your cultivation in the future. "

"Don't worry, it's just that your cultivation is temporarily stagnant, but it's not that you can't practice."

Thinking like this, he put the imperial spirit emitting deep purple light in the underground palace back into Dan Ji's acupoint, and put the blood demon spirit into his own underground palace.

I have to admit that as an evil master, Dan Ji's foundation is indeed very deep, and any move is an imperial spirit of the earth spirit level.

The shape of the imperial spirit is like a funnel-shaped piece of meat. Just now, every time Chang Qing ate a mouthful of Dan Ji's flesh and blood, it would also wriggle.

This imperial spirit has no combat ability, but it is called an earth spirit, naturally because it has other magical uses.

Blood-eating spirit, a low-grade earth spirit, needs more than 800 acupoints to carry. Its function is very simple. It can help cultivators completely absorb all the food they eat, and absorb the blood and even the weak spiritual power contained in it completely, without leaving any residue.

However, this blood-eating spirit is actually a bit useless, just because its grade is slightly higher, at least it can only be used by cultivators above the ninth level of the instant. The cultivation level of the ninth level of the instant only has 900 acupoints, but it still needs to carry a Yuling that occupies more than 800 acupoints but has no combat ability. For the blood-law cultivators who are alone and live on the edge of a knife every day, it is undoubtedly stupid.

Therefore, this blood-eating spirit is generally used by blood-law cultivators in the instant realm, or even higher in the moment realm.

However, the blood-law cultivators who have reached this level have already had very abundant blood and qi, and their recovery speed is also very fast. If they can cultivate to this level, their talent is not very low, and they can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth very quickly. The advantage of the blood-eating spirit relying on eating to assist recovery and cultivation is not that great for them.

But this blood-eating spirit is undoubtedly a treasure for cultivators like Dan Ji, who have a sudden change in their innate ability, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth very slowly, and cultivate even slower.

As long as there are enough things containing spiritual energy, or things full of blood and qi, the blood-eating spirit can perfectly make up for the problem of insufficient talent.

For a monster like Chang Qing who has cultivated the underground palace organs in the sudden state and can use the blood-eating spirit at a very low state, the blood-eating spirit is like a life-saving straw.

Now Chang Qing's cultivation has not only stagnated due to the lack of his original source, but his body is also fragile. The plan Dan Ji made for him is to use the absorption ability of the blood-eating spirit first, let Chang Qing exhaust his physical strength as much as possible every day, and then eat her flesh and blood, and recover quickly through the blood-eating spirit, so that his body can be tempered to the greatest extent.

But unfortunately, the blood-eating spirit is of no help in battle. Chang Qing naturally cannot bring Dan Ji's body with him when he goes to the academy. When he acts alone, in order to prepare for emergencies, he must make good use of his underground palace organs.

The blood demon spirit is the most simple and effective earth spirit for him at this stage.

When he needs to fight for his life, he can activate the blood demon spirit for about half an incense stick. The strength he exerts for a short time can be comparable to that of a cultivator in the instant realm, which is a considerable combat power.

Fortunately, his original body left him with a bad reputation that everyone feared. His room was usually not open to his orders, and the servants did not dare to enter casually. Dan Ji's body temporarily "lived" in it, which was very safe.

Chang Qing planned to take Danji's body around the mansion for a few laps after returning from school every day, which would be enough to conceal her identity. At least no one would suspect that she was a living dead.

After all, the daughters of wealthy families usuallyDuring the day, he never left the house, so it was not strange that Danji's body stayed in the room all day.

After putting Danji's body on the bed in a sleeping position, he began to wash his face and change clothes.

Outside the house, Changge waited for a while but did not see Changqing come out, so he simply walked to the gate of the mansion to wait.

When he reached the door, he was stunned.

There was a series of footprints on the ground at the door, which looked like water stains left on the ground after the soles of the shoes were soaked.

It was already late autumn, and the humidity in the valley was already heavy, so the footprints did not evaporate quickly.

The footprints were dense and overlapping. At first glance, it seemed that many people with wet shoes had walked through the same place.

But Changge knew that this was not the case.

This was a person's footprint.

He followed the footprints at the door little by little, and he wanted to know how long this series of footprints was.

But the series of footprints seemed to be endless, and Changge's speed became faster and faster, until he had turned into a jog at the back.

By the time he returned to the gate of the mansion, there were already a few beads of sweat on his forehead.

He estimated in his mind that with his brother's weak physical strength, he would have to start running before dawn and not stop in the middle to barely run so many laps around the mansion.

"No, he ran more than I expected. I ran a lap but left no footprints because I didn't sweat so much."

This was just a small matter, but for some reason, it made him feel a little uneasy.

This brother seemed to be different.

"So what? You are just a talent that changed suddenly. You can't bear the burden of the family."

He shook his head and drove this thought out of his mind.

Not long after, Chang Qing came out. He changed into clean clothes. Although his hair was still casually scattered, he looked a little better and more energetic, not as listless as before.

Changge thought he was refreshed after washing, but in fact, he had recovered his strength and blood after digesting Danji's flesh and blood with the blood-eating spirit.

"Brother, I've been waiting for a long time. Let's go."

"Yes."

Changge nodded. The two brothers walked side by side. He asked casually.

"Why do you suddenly want to get up early to exercise?"

"Physical strength, sexual and life cultivation, without a body, it is not good to practice."

"Yes."

Changge was silent for a moment. Changqing's words were simple and reasonable, but this was not the answer he wanted to hear.

"Because I want to become stronger, I want to practice, I want to advance to the instant realm, and I want to succeed the head of the family."

This is the answer he wanted to hear, and it is also like what this brother who has been decadent for more than ten years would say when he is stimulated and has three minutes of enthusiasm.

But Changqing's answer seemed to take practice, cultivation, and becoming stronger as a matter of course, and there is no need to elaborate too much.

This is not like what his useless brother would say.

He wanted to ask again, but suddenly felt that his idea was a little ridiculous. What was the point of asking? After hearing the answer he wanted, it was confirmed that his brother was still that useless person. How could he rest easy?

This was not his style, Ling Yu Changge.

After thinking about it, he took back what he was going to say and asked instead.

"You should have gotten up early to run, right? Haven't you had breakfast yet? It's still in time. Why don't you go back and have a bite before leaving?"

"No need."

Chang Qing shook his head.

"I'm not hungry anymore."