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

His vision returned to clarity. Chang Qing blinked. In the dim cave, several pairs of eyes with dim light were facing him.

Several women took off their cloaks and laid them flat on the ground like a big bed.

The laughter in his ears was full of spring, which almost made him breathless.

At his feet, there was a woman's body. The body was still warm, bloody, and the neck was torn open, as if a large piece of flesh was torn off by a beast, and she died with her eyes open.

No, no, no, what's going on!

Chang Qing was horrified. The scene in front of him was completely different from the previous four rebirth experiences.

The previous four times, he entered this world in his sleep at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, but this time, it seemed as if he was forced to come here early.

The beginning of his last rebirth was when he woke up from the cave where the human race was imprisoned.

But the time at this moment should be the scene when he was taken to the so-called "Huanyi Palace" for the first time to be taken by these female demons after staying in the cave for a month.

For some reason, Chang Qing's rebirth this time was pushed back by one month.

The previous rebirth experiences made him deeply understand that these beautiful women in front of him were not good people, and they were not even human beings. They had no normal ethics and morals, and some of them had slightly low IQs.

Wearing clothes and speaking human words was more like a poor imitation of humans. In fact, Chang Qing could often see scenes of their own kind eating each other.

But the scene in front of him was still very strange. The female corpse on the ground was obviously their own kind, but they seemed to ignore it and were only interested in Chang Qing in front of them.

He looked carefully and recognized that the corpse lying at his feet was a female demon named Xing'er.

He had seen many dead people in this world and had long been numb, but he couldn't figure out why this female demon died in this place.

There was a fishy smell coming from his mouth. Chang Qing reached out and wiped it. Then he noticed that his hands and mouth were full of blood, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous. The blood splashed by this woman before she died happened to get all over his mouth.

He didn't have time to feel disgusted. He bit his tongue and his eyes regained a bit of clarity. No matter what happened, he couldn't be taken by these female demons at the moment.

These female demons of the Hehuan Sect have practiced a special secret method. Once they take their essence, they will be deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves. Then they will gradually become addicted and finally become a walking corpse who only knows how to indulge in pleasure.

People who have been taken by them will eventually lose their vitality. When their vitality is exhausted, they will be used by them to refine "Pure Yang Pills" as a tonic.

His ending was like this.

However, before he was reborn, he already had a relatively complete plan in his mind. How could he be scared by a mere corpse?

Thinking of this, Chang Qing was ready to repeat the way he escaped in his previous life. He pretended to be intoxicated, took the opportunity to hold his breath and concentrate, and grabbed the hairpin on the head of a female demon in his hand.

The method is very simple, self-mutilation, of course, targeting a special part.

This move is to test the bottom line of these female demons. As long as he can't do human things for the time being, these female demons can't take the essence.

But they are reluctant to take this young and strong person to make elixirs directly, so they will find a way to heal their injuries, which will buy them a lot of time.

The price is that they are too hard on themselves. Only as a man, can you know that kind of pain.

But Chang Qing has gotten used to it. In this devil's cave, the first shortcoming he abandoned was his indecisive character.

This world is either you die or I die. Be cruel to others, and be even more cruel to yourself.

Just as he raised the hairpin and was about to stab it hard, his vision suddenly blurred and the whole world was in turmoil.

The strange clock in his mind was spinning wildly, and Chang Qing felt a splitting headache, and then a small vortex appeared in his mind, with a white ball of light floating in the center of the vortex.

The white ball of light emitted a faint light, and Chang Qing felt a burst of heat in his body, and his blood was gushing. For a moment, he could not care about the plan of self-mutilation, and felt as if something was about to break out of his body.

At this time, the several female demons around him were like a snow-white flesh lily slowly blooming.

"Puff"

Several women suddenly lost their voices at the same time, and then struggled a few times like drowning people, with a slurred throat, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out at the same time, twitched a few times, and then there was no sound.

The female disciples outside the cave heard the movement and rushed over. Seeing the scene in front of them, their pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The cave was splattered with blood, and several naked women hugged each other in different postures and died together.

If the spring scenery just now was like a snow-white flesh lily. So now the situation isIt was like a blooming "blood lily".

The "stamen" in the center of the blood lily was a number of long bone spurs, which pierced out from the center and pierced through the bodies of several women. Like insect specimens, their coquettish postures were frozen in mid-air.

Purgatory on earth, nothing more than that.

The female disciple screamed and rushed out.

Just after she left, the bone spurs that were inserted into the bodies slowly retracted, and the bodies fell down, revealing Chang Qing lying in the center.

Half of his face was covered with blood, making him look like a Shura who had returned from purgatory, but his face was pale, as if he was wearing a white ceramic mask.

He lowered his head and looked at the bone spurs that slowly sank into his body. He didn't touch his ribs with some doubt until the wounds on his chest were all healed.

Just now, did he use the spirit control?

Did he regain his cultivation?

Without thinking too much, Chang Qing closed his eyes and sensed in his brain.

In his brain, there was a small vortex, and in the vortex was a milky white ball of light.

"Maybe my ability to rebirth is like this. When my cultivation level can no longer be reduced, the time for rebirth will be pushed forward accordingly. I have one month less time. I was supposed to be forced to reborn after three months, but now there are only two months left."

"But correspondingly, I have also regained my cultivation level. Fortune and misfortune are interdependent."

Even though he had experienced several life and death situations, Chang Qing still couldn't tell whether the situation in front of him was good or bad.

"It's a pity that there is still too little to do with the cultivation level that has changed suddenly..."

Opening his eyes again, Chang Qing said with some regret.

Looking at the pile of white and bloody corpses in front of him, he also had a headache.

He wanted to mutilate himself first, and then rely on the memory of the previous four lives to implement the plan after returning to the cave where the human race was imprisoned.

But he didn't expect that he had just subconsciously used the spirit control and killed these female demons, disrupting the original plan.

Thinking of the person he was going to face next, Chang Qing suddenly felt a headache.

"Alas, whatever, human power will eventually be exhausted, and the moon is still difficult to be full every day. Even if you have made all the calculations, accidents are inevitable, not to mention the mysterious and mysterious world."

After several rebirths, Chang Qing had long been very open-minded. Even if he liked to strategize and everything went according to his expectations, he could accept the unexpected calmly.

Without thinking any more, Chang Qing opened his eyes and stepped forward to pull out his robe from under a pile of bloody corpses.

Shaking off the blood on it, he put on the robe, sat on the ground, and waited quietly.

"Bold! Were the sisters killed by you! How dare you do this!"

Not long after, the female disciple who had escaped before also rushed back at this time, pointing at Chang Qing angrily and questioning.

Behind the female disciple, a pair of slender legs stepped into the cave, and then a tall beauty walked in. She had snow-white hair, a snow-white dress, a waist like a beautiful belt, a long and beautiful neck, skin as white as jade, and a face as cold as frost.

The beauty looked at Chang Qing and frowned.

Chang Qing smiled coldly in his heart.

"Leng Mei, you, the contrast girl, are you finally here?"