Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

"Rumble..."

Shortly after the Demon Heart Wheel disappeared, the mysterious statue of the Ancient God Sect suddenly emitted a low and solemn voice, echoing in the sky above the entire training ground.

All the monks could feel the ancient power contained in this sound, and they were filled with awe.

"The training is over. The monks should stop fighting immediately and return to the central square."

The statue's voice rang out again, with unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing the sound, Long Ling, Qing Yun and others gave up the idea of ​​chasing Hei Yao without any delay and turned to fly towards the central square.

Seeing this, the other monks also followed Long Ling back.

Many monks gathered in the square.

Some were excited, some were frustrated, some were tired, but without exception, they were all waiting for the final judgment of the mysterious statue of the Ancient God Sect.

The mysterious statue of the Ancient God has eyes as sharp as a knife, and seems to be able to see into everyone's heart.

"Based on the number of ancient symbols obtained during the training, the ranking results have appeared."

The voice of the mysterious statue was loud and clear, spreading throughout the entire square.

The monks who were discussing at the scene immediately fell silent.

They held their breath, waiting for the ranking results, and the scene was once in a tense waiting.

Long Ling stood in the crowd. Although he was still concerned about Obsidian and the Demon Heart Wheel, the most important thing now was to complete the final stage of the Ancient God Sect's training.

She clenched the ancient symbol in her hand and prayed silently in her heart.

Not long after, her name appeared on the list of people who could exchange ancient symbols for the Ancient God Sect's treasures.

This made Long Ling exhale slowly.

When Qingyun and some other cultivators saw this, their faces were filled with envy and admiration.

However, the mysterious statue seemed as if it were a machine, as if nothing had happened.

"Rumble..."

Soon the restriction of the Ancient God Sect was triggered, and the monks who could redeem the rewards of the Ancient God Sect were teleported into a mysterious spiritual space.

This is an exchange area built by the ancestors of the Ancient God Sect.

The monks can exchange the ancient symbols in their hands for various rare resources.

In this spiritual space, the mechanism of exchange is very special.

It is different from simple transactions in the outside world, but an energy conversion process using ancient symbols as the medium.

According to their own needs, monks can choose to transform the power of ancient symbols into spiritual power to improve their own cultivation, so as to break through the bottleneck of cultivation;

Monks can also choose to exchange for some rare materials to refine higher-level magic weapons;

Monks can also choose to exchange for some special cultivation methods in order to go further on the path of cultivation.

"What? The inheritance of the Ancient God Sect was exchanged away?"

Long Ling stood in the mysterious spiritual space, looking at the mysterious statue phantom shining brightly in front of him, and said in shock.

During his training in Ancient God Sect, he obtained a large number of ancient symbols, and he was looking forward to exchanging them for the Ancient God Sect's inheritance crystals in the hope of gaining more powerful strength.

However, when it was his turn to exchange, the mysterious statue told him that the inheritance crystal had already been exchanged by another monk.

This made Long Ling feel extremely surprised. He didn't expect that someone would obtain more ancient symbols than him.

The inheritance crystal of the Ancient Divine Sect is an extremely precious item.

It not only contains the cultivation experience of the ancient gods' powerful masters of all generations, but also contains a powerful inheritance.

Long Ling originally hoped to take this opportunity to improve his cultivation to a higher level, but he did not expect to encounter such a situation.

However, Long Ling was not discouraged.

He knew that in the world of cultivation, everyone had his or her own opportunity.

But Long Ling was very curious about who was the person who exchanged the Ancient God Sect’s inheritance crystal.

Long Ling secretly memorized the mysterious list in his heart.

There were only a few monks who entered the mysterious spiritual space, and they were randomly teleported to different areas.

The monk who obtained the inheritance crystal must be on the list.

Long Ling began to fall into deep thought.

Since the Ancient God Sect no longer had any inheritance crystals, it was decided to use the ancient symbols in hand to exchange for other precious resources.

He began to look for other divine treasures that could be exchanged in the spiritual space, hoping to find a suitable substitute to make up for the loss of the inheritance crystal.

During the exchange process, Long Ling noticed the exchange choices of other cultivators.

Some chose to improve their spiritual power, some chose materials for refining magic weapons, and some chose special methods of cultivation.

Because in the treasury of the Ancient Divine Sect, as those treasures disappear, the corresponding treasure boxes on the shelves will disappear.

"I want to exchange for Haotian Stone!"

In the spiritual space of the Ancient God Sect, Long Ling said.

The Haotian Stone is a legendary mysterious treasure in the world of cultivation. Although it cannot bring about a direct leap in cultivation like the inheritance crystal, it can allow the cultivators in the Tianling Realm to undergo a qualitative transformation in their soul and body at this level.

You have to understand that in the world of cultivation in the universe, the cultivation of spiritual consciousness is an extremely important part.

It is about the monk's ability to control spells and his perception of the surrounding environment.

Although Long Ling failed to exchange for the inheritance crystal of the Ancient God Sect, if he obtained the Haotian Stone, he would open another door during his cultivation and cultivate the ultimate divine consciousness.

The Haotian Stone contains extremely pure law energy, which provides the material basis for Long Ling to cultivate his spiritual consciousness.

In the world of cultivation, the ultimate spiritual consciousness is an extremely high level of cultivation, which can make the cultivator's spiritual consciousness strong enough to see through the slightest details and sense the changes in heaven and earth.

According to some legends in the world of cultivation, when the ultimate divine consciousness is cultivated to a certain level, it can even affect the enemy's mind, control the elements, etc., and possesses the magical power of creating the universe.

However, cultivating the highest realm of spiritual consciousness is not easy; it requires the cultivator to have a firm will, profound understanding, and long periods of hard practice.

"call out……"

As the ancient symbol in his hand disappeared, an ancient jade box appeared in his hand.

Among the ancient divine sect’s treasures, many treasures are unique.

The same is true for the Haotian Stone.

You should know that the main purpose of most cultivators entering the ruins of the Ancient Divine Sect is, first, the inheritance of the Ancient Divine Sect, and second, the Haotian Stone.

Now he has taken away the Haotian Stone, but there is only one piece left. For him, this is definitely a treasure that most cultivators dream of.

"Om..."

After Long Ling opened the treasure box, the pure and rich power of the law poured directly into his soul and body.

With the help of the great power in the mysterious spiritual space of the Ancient God Sect, he immediately entered a state of cultivation.

"Crash..."

The essence in the Haotian Stone was guided into his sea of ​​consciousness, where it was slowly refined into the purest soul and spirit laws and quickly integrated into his soul and spirit body.

As his practice deepened, Long Ling felt that his spiritual awareness was gradually strengthened, and his perception of the surrounding world was becoming more and more acute.

He can sense the sounds of grass growing and can detect flaws in his opponent's attacks.

However, Long Ling also felt a burning sensation in his soul.

This is because, although the cultivation of the ultimate spiritual consciousness is assisted by the Haotian Stone, the energy of the Haotian Stone is too violent.

Therefore, forging the ultimate spiritual consciousness of the soul body is also accompanied by huge risks.

If it is not properly controlled, the over-expansion of spiritual consciousness will definitely cause the cultivator to lose his mind and become possessed.

Therefore, Long Ling always maintained a calm mind during the process of cultivation.

He constantly adjusted his state to ensure that the growth of his spiritual awareness would not exceed his control.

"Boom..."

After countless days and nights of hard training, Long Ling finally made a breakthrough in the cultivation of his spiritual consciousness, and his soul and body burst into terrifying fluctuations.

His spiritual awareness is no longer limited to his own body, but can extend to farther places and explore the wider world.

At this time, even without relying on any magic weapon, Long Ling can still fight against a strong enemy with the power of his spiritual consciousness.

Moreover, cultivators who possess the ultimate divine consciousness can ignore the gap between small realms in the same realm and are invincible among cultivators of the same level.

Long Ling was happy, and a strong sense of self-confidence emerged in his heart. Although he failed to obtain the inheritance crystal of the Ancient God Sect, the extreme spiritual consciousness cultivated through the Haotian Stone made his soul body undergo a qualitative leap, greatly increasing his combat power.

From now on, even if the road ahead is full of challenges, Jidao Shenshi will be able to create his own legend.

“The Ancient God Sect incident is over, and the entrance and exit will be automatically closed in one month.

Please hurry up and leave, otherwise you will be trapped in this space forever."

At this moment, the voice of the mysterious statue of Ancient God Sect spread throughout the entire Ancient God Sect ruins.

The moment Long Ling walked out of the Ancient God Sect's spiritual space, he instantly became alert.

The remains of the Ancient Divine Sect came to light, and all the supreme forces entered. In the end, only a few people gained anything. How could the other forces sit back and watch these people leave?

The words of the Ancient God Sect statue meant the end of the training and treasure hunting for the cultivators of the universe, and also heralded the beginning of a new dispute.

After exchanging the treasures in front of the mysterious statue, the monks were filled with joy of harvest!

As for those monks who have not yet exchanged their treasures, when they see the precious things in the hands of others, they will surely feel greed and jealousy in their hearts.

Soon Long Ling discovered it.

The eyes of those monks who failed to exchange treasures in time began to wander among the crowd, looking for targets that looked weaker or helpless.

In the world of cultivation, power is everything, and treasures are often the guarantee of strength.

They knew that once they took action, they would be on a path of no return, but in the face of the temptation of treasures, morality and rules began to become fragile.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and some sensitive monks had already sensed the murderous intent in the air.

They held the magic weapons tightly in their hands and looked around vigilantly to prevent any accidents.

And those monks with evil intentions also formed alliances in secret, preparing to launch surprise attacks on targets that seemed easy to attack.

Long Ling's extreme spiritual sense is more acute to everything around him, and he can feel the malice brewing in the hearts of some cultivators.

He knew that although he was quite capable, he still had to be cautious in such a complicated situation.

The geniuses from all major forces are in the ruins of the Ancient Divine Sect. Who knows what terrible secret treasures they will bring.

"Boom..."

In some dark corners, several figures have begun to quietly approach their targets.

The eyes of those monks revealed determination and greed, and they were obviously ready to take risks.

Long Ling's heart trembled.

He knew that there would be a bloody storm next, so he began to plan to lead the conquered monks to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

However, just as Long Ling was preparing to act, several figures could no longer hold back and began to attack their targets.

For a moment, bursts of magical light burst out from the sky above the jungle of the Ancient God Sect.

Screams and roars rang out one after another.

Some monks were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties, while some monks who were well prepared quickly fought back, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

"this……?"

Seeing this, Long Ling knew that he could not stay out of it. After taking a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"If I don't kill Bo Ren, Bo Ren will take my life."

Long Ling looked at the figures who were attacking him, a cold look immediately appeared on his face, and he said angrily.

"Rumble..."

Long Ling took action directly.

Because after he was teleported out of the spiritual space of the Ancient Divine Sect, he landed randomly in this space and was not accompanied by Qingyun, Heifeng and others.

Otherwise, he has to rely on the large group of monks behind him, and very few people dare to take action against him.

"Crash..."

The battle space gradually changed.

Long Ling's extreme spiritual awareness made him feel at ease in the battle. Every move he made was extremely accurate and he quickly got out of trouble.

Those cultivators with evil intentions began to feel fearful when they saw how powerful Long Ling was.

However, the greed and jealousy in the hearts of those monks who failed to exchange treasures were like ignited gunpowder, and the entire training ground turned into a chaotic battlefield.

Everywhere there were monks fighting for the treasures from other monks.

The radiance of spells and the sound of magic weapons colliding rose and fell, and the entire space was filled with various energy fluctuations.

Some monks fought each other for a rare material, while others risked their lives for a bottle of elixir.

In this chaotic scene, the original alliance and friendship became fragile, and were replaced by ruthless betrayal and bloody fighting.

Although Long Ling did not want to see such a scene, he knew that in such an environment, the only way to protect himself and others was to remain calm and decisive.

"Boom..."

In the chaos, Long Ling saw a young monk being besieged by several greedy monks and was about to be defeated.

Long Ling helped without hesitation. His figure moved through the battle group like a ghost, and every time he made a move he repelled those greedy monks one by one.

However, as the battle continued, Long Ling found that it was difficult to quell the chaos with his own strength alone.

He began calling out to the monks around him, hoping to unite and stop this meaningless fight.

Some monks were inspired by Long Ling's courage and justice and joined his ranks.

Under the leadership of Long Ling, the monks began to organize themselves and issued warnings to those monks who were still fighting for the treasure.

However, the greed in the hearts of those monks who had not redeemed their treasures spread rapidly like a ignited wildfire.

Once the fight begins, it will be like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins and will be difficult to control.

The entire training ground suddenly turned into a battlefield of blood and fire.

The sky was illuminated by the light of various spells, and it was flickering, while the ground was in chaos.

In order to fight for the treasure, the monks did not hesitate to use the most brutal means.

The sword flashed like lightning, the knife energy was like frost, the sound of magic weapons colliding, the sound of spells exploding and the shouts of monks were intertwined.

Some monks were seriously injured in the fierce battle, but still refused to retreat. Their eyes were shining with desire and persistence for treasures.

The blood dyed the clothes red, and also dyed the square, which was supposed to be a place for training, red.

Some monks died instantly from their opponents' sneak attacks, their lives passing by like a meteor, fleeting.

In this chaotic battlefield, Long Ling was like a ghost, and every move he made was filled with determination and strength.

"Boom..."

Two monks near him were fighting a life-and-death battle for a spiritual stone that was emitting a faint light.

The spells collided in the air, causing dazzling flames to burst out, and the fluctuations of spiritual power even caused the surrounding space to distort.

The last monk fell to the ground after being dealt a fatal blow by his opponent. The dead monk had his eyes wide open, as if he could not believe this scene until his death.

"Wow..."

A seriously injured female cultivator released her own magical weapon in desperation and died together with her opponent.

There was a sad smile on that beautiful face, as if she was mocking the cruel world of cultivation, and as if she was proud of her own persistence.

As the battle intensified, the monks' methods became more extreme.

Some monks began to use forbidden spells, and were willing to sacrifice their own skills to kill their opponents.

Even monks with powerful backgrounds began to use the secret techniques passed down in their families.

"boom……"

On the bloody battlefield, the light and darkness of human nature are magnified to the extreme.

Some monks chose to support each other at critical moments, while others stabbed each other in the back. The complexity of human nature was fully displayed at this moment.

"Boom..."

As time went by, the battle gradually entered a fierce stage.

(End of this chapter)