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

"Cang Xuanyu's crimes must be made public so that the entire cultivation world knows his true face!" There was an unquestionable anger in the voice of a cultivator.

"Yes, we must let all the cultivators in the world see clearly the ugly face of Cang Xuanyu. He is nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing!" Another cultivator clenched his fists, with flames of anger flashing in his eyes.

"So what if the Taiyin Holy Land is the leader of the righteous path? If they kill people, they must be held responsible. So many forces have been slaughtered, leaving no one alive. Cang Xuanyu must pay the price." An old monk said slowly, with a cold majesty in his voice.

"If the Taiyin Holy Land does not punish Cang Xuanyu, it is shielding the crime. How can they have the face to call themselves a holy land?" a young monk said excitedly.

"The 'Universal Justice League' we have formed will be the key force in promoting this matter." There was a hint of firmness and confidence in the voice of a female monk.

After experiencing Cang Xuanyu's atrocities, the hearts of these monks have become more resilient.

They no longer feared Cang Xuanyu's threats because they had witnessed the darkest evil and had emerged from it.

"The 'Universal Justice League' must win. For the sake of our relatives and friends, we will avenge Cang Xuanyu." Another cultivator followed closely behind, his voice filled with resolute indignation.

With the actions of the "Universal Justice League", more and more monks began to pay attention to this matter.

They began to post notices in various cities, publicizing Cang Xuanyu's crimes and demanding an explanation from the Taiyin Holy Land.

In a bustling square in the central city of Tianji Holy Land.

A cultivator stood on the high platform, his voice was loud and angry: "Fellow Daoists, have you ever heard of Cang Xuanyu's atrocities?

For his own selfish desires, he slaughtered countless innocent monks, even children and the elderly!"

The monk's words were filled with anger and grief. "What?
Is there such a thing?"

The monks who were watching were shocked, with anger flashing in their eyes.

"We must unite and put pressure on the Taiyin Holy Land to demand that they punish this evildoer!" another monk shouted, his voice full of appeal.

"Yes, we can't let such thugs continue to go unpunished!" A female monk clenched her fists, her eyes fierce and vicious.

"If the Taiyin Holy Land does nothing, other righteous forces like us will not agree. Isn't the Taiyin Holy Land the one that has the final say in the world of cultivation?" An old cultivator's voice was filled with a hint of disdain.

The monks' emotions were ignited, and they began to organize protests in various cities, demanding an explanation from the Taiyin Holy Land.

They held high up banners and shouted, "Punish Cang Xuanyu severely and give justice to the monks!"

"Taiyin Holy Land, how can you just sit there and watch?"

"The lives of all living beings in the universe must not be harmed!" These protests quickly spread to major cities in the Tianji Holy Land, and more and more monks joined the protest.

Their voices combined into a powerful force, pointing directly at the Taiyin Holy Land.

Deep in the Taiyin Holy Land, an elder was quietly listening to his subordinates reporting on the situation in the Tianji Holy Land. His brows were furrowed and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Cang Xuanyu's matter has aroused public anger." The elder said slowly, "We must take measures, otherwise the reputation of the Holy Land in the world of cultivation will plummet."

"Elder, what do you mean?" asked a young disciple.

The elder pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Immediately pass the order down and ask Cang Xuanyu to stop killing and return to the Holy Land for investigation."

“But, I’m afraid Lord Cang Xuanyu won’t obey orders now.” The young disciple said with some concern.

A gloomy look flashed across the elder's eyes: "If he doesn't listen, don't blame us for being rude.

The reputation and peace of the Holy Land are more important than one person’s selfish desires.”

As the order from the Taiyin Holy Land was conveyed, the atmosphere in the entire Tianji Holy Land became more tense.

The monks were all waiting to see how the Taiyin Holy Land would handle this matter.

And Cang Xuanyu is still killing people in the Tianji Holy Land.

He seemed completely unaware that his bloodthirsty behavior had caused a huge sensation in the entire cultivation world.

In a city destroyed by him, Cang Xuanyu stood on the ruins. During this period of time, his eyes had become bloodshot and his whole body exuded a frightening murderous aura.

“Who else?

Who else dares to talk about me?"

His voice was like thunder, shaking the surrounding space.

But he didn't notice that behind him, a group of monks were approaching quietly.

There was a flash of anger and determination in their eyes, and they held their weapons tightly in their hands, ready to deal a fatal blow to Cang Xuanyu.

"Cang Xuanyu, your atrocities stop here!" A cultivator shouted, and his figure rushed straight towards Cang Xuanyu like a flash of lightning.

Cang Xuanyu turned around suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

"Looking for death!" He roared, and swung the sword in his hand violently, and a huge sword energy slashed towards the monk.

But the figure of the monk suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared behind Cang Xuanyu, and the dagger in his hand stabbed Cang Xuanyu's back fiercely.

"Hmph, a mere trifle!" Cang Xuanyu snorted coldly, and suddenly a strong flash of lightning burst out from his body, sending the cultivator flying.

But more monks rushed up.

Their figures were like lightning, attacking Cang Xuanyu from all directions.

"Just in time!" A hint of madness flashed in Cang Xuanyu's eyes, and his figure suddenly became blurred. The next moment, he appeared in mid-air, waving his hands violently.

Rays of lightning fell like raindrops, covering all the monks.

"No!" The monks screamed and their bodies turned to ashes in the lightning.

Cang Xuanyu stood in mid-air with a ferocious smile on his face: "Who else? Who else dares to challenge me?"

"Cang Xuanyu, your doomsday has come!" A cultivator held a dagger flashing with faint light in his hand, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

The monk shouted loudly, and his figure suddenly accelerated, like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing straight towards Cang Xuanyu.

Cang Xuanyu was extremely angry.

"Looking for death!" He roared, and swung the sword in his hand violently, and a huge sword energy slashed towards the monk.

A trace of determination flashed in the monk's eyes, and a strong light suddenly burst out from his body. The whole person was like a burning meteor, crashing towards Cang Xuanyu.

"Not good!" Cang Xuanyu was shocked and tried to dodge quickly, but it was too late.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the cultivator's body exploded in front of Cang Xuanyu. The huge impact force knocked Cang Xuanyu away.

Cang Xuanyu's body rolled in the air for several weeks and fell heavily to the ground.

His face was pale and scarlet blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Ahem..." Cang Xuanyu struggled to stand up, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but more of it was anger, "You ants, how dare you hurt me!"

Suddenly, an even stronger lightning burst out from his body, and he rushed towards those monks like a lightning ball.

"Not good, retreat quickly!" Seeing this, the monks hurriedly fled in all directions.

But Cang Xuanyu was too fast. He swung out bolts of lightning from his hands, knocking those cultivators away one by one.

“Hahahaha!” Cang Xuanyu laughed wildly, his eyes flashing with madness, “You ants, you dare to challenge me?
Today, I want to let you know what real power is! "

His figure shuttled across the battlefield, and the long sword in his hand continued to reap the lives of monks.

The entire battlefield turned into a Shura hell, with blood and corpses everywhere.

"Stop!" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and an old man in a white robe appeared on the battlefield, with flames of anger flashing in his eyes.

"Cang Xuanyu, your actions have angered the entire cultivation world. You must pay the price for your actions today!" The old man exuded a powerful aura, and his voice was like thunder, echoing on the battlefield.

"Hmph, you come to die again." Cang Xuanyu snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of the old man, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out fiercely, aiming straight at the old man's throat.

But a gleam of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand. He waved it gently, and an invisible wave of air swept away Cang Xuanyu's sword. "What?" Cang Xuanyu's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that this old man could actually block his attack.

"Cang Xuanyu, I'm here on behalf of the Taiyin Holy Land. Follow me back to be judged!" There was an unquestionable majesty in the old man's voice.

Cang Xuanyu was like a god of war, facing the cultivators coming from all directions alone.

The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and every swing was accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning, as if it was going to tear the sky and the earth apart.

Although the monks roared, their eyes filled with anger and hatred towards Cang Xuanyu, their attacks were like a tide, one wave after another, trying to drown Cang Xuanyu.

However, Cang Xuanyu's strength was too strong. His swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, and each sword carried the power of thunder, knocking away the approaching cultivators one by one.

"Does the Taiyin Holy Land want to bend the law for personal gain?

Cang Xuanyu, the butcher, has killed so many of our brothers, and today he must pay with blood!" A monk with a bloody face roared, his body struck by lightning, his skin burnt black, but he still struggled forward, ignoring the words of the old man.

The Cang clan is one of the rulers of the Taiyin Holy Land. It would be a miracle if Cang Xuanyu was punished after returning to the Taiyin Holy Land. His relatives and friends would really become innocent ghosts and they couldn't find a partner.

"Don't the disciples of Taiyin Holy Land claim to be the embodiment of justice?
Is your justice to massacre innocent people?" A female monk cried in her voice, waving her staff in her hand, releasing flames, trying to burn Cang Xuanyu's body, and her tone was very impolite to the old man from Taiyin Holy Land.

After hearing this, the old man from the Taiyin Holy Land frowned, and Cang Xuanyu showed a sneer on his face, without any mercy in his eyes: "The weak are not qualified to talk about justice, only the strong can make the rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and lightning flashed through the clouds, as if responding to his call.

Cang Xuanyu's body suddenly rose up and hovered in the air like a god of thunder.

"You ants, come together!" Cang Xuanyu's voice echoed between heaven and earth. He waved his hands violently, and lightning fell from the sky like dancing silver snakes, covering the entire battlefield in a flash of lightning.

The monks cast spells to resist, but their spells seemed so insignificant in front of Cang Xuanyu's thunder magic.

Some monks were struck by lightning, their bodies instantly turned to charcoal, and they didn't even have time to scream.

"The Taiyin Holy Land is really just watching this murderous demon Cang Xuanyu without stopping him!" An old monk cursed angrily, holding an ancient sword in his hand. The sword was engraved with runes and emitted a faint light.

He poured all his skills into the sword and stabbed towards Cang Xuanyu.

A trace of contempt flashed in Cang Xuanyu's eyes. He flicked his fingers lightly, and a thin ray of lightning hit the tip of the old monk's sword.

There was a loud "bang" and the old monk's sword shattered in an instant. His body was struck away by lightning and fell heavily to the ground, without a sound.

The monks' attacks became more frantic. They knew that if they couldn't defeat Cang Xuanyu, everyone would die here.

Spells appeared one after another and collided rapidly in the air, bursting out with dazzling light, and the entire battlefield was as bright as day.

However, Cang Xuanyu's strength was too strong, and each attack carried destructive power.

Although the monks fought desperately, they were still unable to break through his defense.

At this moment, the old man in the white robe of the Taiyin Holy Land finally moved slowly, his steps were steady, and every step seemed to step on the hearts of the monks.

The old man's eyes were calm, but they contained endless majesty.

"Cang Xuanyu, that's enough." The old man's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

There was a flash of surprise in Cang Xuanyu's eyes. He didn't expect that Taiyin Holy Land would actually send someone to stop him.

Anger surged in his heart, and he pointed the sword in his hand at the old man: "Taiyin Holy Land?
Are you going to be my enemy too?"

The old man showed a sneer on his face: "Your behavior has violated the laws of the cultivation world and must be punished."

As soon as he finished speaking, the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened, and the landscape painting on the fan seemed to come alive. Rays of light shot out from the fan, forming a curtain of light that enveloped Cang Xuanyu.

Cang Xuanyu's face changed as he felt the powerful force contained in the light curtain.

An even more powerful lightning suddenly burst out from his body, trying to break through the restraint of the light curtain.

"Hmph, it's useless." A gleam of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he waved the folding fan again. Suddenly, countless light chains stretched out from the light curtain, tightly binding Cang Xuanyu's body.

"No!" Cang Xuanyu roared and struggled desperately, but the light chain became tighter and tighter, making him unable to move.

"You've already lost." The old man slowly walked in front of Cang Xuanyu, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, "Go back to Taiyin Holy Land, that's where you should go."

Cang Xuanyu's eyes were filled with unwillingness and his body gradually stopped struggling. He was eventually taken back to the Taiyin Holy Land by the old man to await judgment.

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There was a sound of breaking air in the sky. Countless cultivators present saw the old man from Taiyin Holy Land and Cang Xuanyu disappear, and they stamped their feet and cursed in anger.

Soon, the news of Cang Xuanyu's capture swept across the entire Tianji Holy Land like a hurricane, and the monks ran around to tell each other and talked about it.

In the square of the Taiyin Holy Land, Cang Xuanyu was tied to a stone pillar, his face was pale and his body was covered with scars, obviously he had experienced a fierce battle.

At this moment, a streak of light streaked across the sky, and Wong Tai Sin's figure appeared in the center of the square.

He was dressed in a blue shirt, his face was resolute, and his eyes revealed determination and indomitable spirit.

“Stop!” Huang Daxian’s voice was loud and firm, echoing throughout the square, “Cang Xuanyu is like this because of me.

Today, I am willing to take all the blame, and I only ask you to let him live."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. The monks were talking to each other.

"Huang Daxian is actually willing to take the blame for Cang Xuanyu? Is this true?" a cultivator said in surprise.

"I never expected that Huang Daxian would be so righteous and awe-inspiring." Another monk said with emotion.

"In comparison, Cang Xuanyu is narrow-minded. He does not hesitate to kill people just for his own selfish desires." There was a hint of disdain in the voice of a female cultivator.

"Huang Daxian has a very broad mind. In order to stop Cang Xuanyu from continuing to commit evil, he is willing to make such a huge sacrifice." An old monk sighed, with a trace of admiration in his eyes.

“Cang Xuanyu, look, this is your so-called opponent.

His mind is much broader than yours!" A young monk pointed at Cang Xuanyu and shouted.

"It's so shameful that Cang Xuanyu actually asked Huang Daxian to save him. Wouldn't his self-esteem be hurt?" A female cultivator said with a sneer.

"Wong Tai Sin, why are you doing this?
Everything Cang Xuanyu did was his own fault, you don't have to bear the responsibility for him." An elder-level figure shook his head, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

Huang Daxian took a deep breath, his eyes swept across every cultivator present, and he spoke in an impassioned voice: "Everyone, Cang Xuanyu's behavior is indeed outrageous, but he was once the pride of Taiyin Holy Land after all.

We cannot watch him go to destruction, and we cannot watch more innocent monks die because of him.

Today, I am willing to take on everything, and I just hope this feud can be resolved now.”

Wong Tai Sin's words are like morning bells and evening drums, striking in the hearts of every monk.

They looked at Wong Tai Sin with eyes full of respect and emotion.

"Huang Daxian, you are truly a hero!" a monk shouted.

"That's right, Huang Daxian's mind and magnanimity really make us ashamed." Another monk also said with emotion.

"Cang Xuanyu, look, Huang Daxian is willing to take the blame for you, but you are so narrow-minded. It's really shameful!" A female monk pointed at Cang Xuanyu and scolded loudly.

"Huang Daxian, you have shown us what the true demeanor of a monk is." There was a hint of excitement in the voice of an old monk.

Amidst the praises and accusations, Cang Xuanyu's face turned even paler, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Wong Tai Sin, feeling an unprecedented sense of shame and self-blame in his heart.

"Huang Daxian, why...why are you doing this?" There was a hint of trembling in Cang Xuanyu's voice.

Huang Daxian smiled slightly, his eyes full of tolerance and understanding: "Cang Xuanyu, we are all cultivators, pursuing the great path of immortality, not temporary grudges and hatreds.

Today, I am willing to let go of everything, and I only hope that you can learn from this and regain your heart of Taoism. "

Huang Daxian's words were like a ray of warm sunshine, illuminating Cang Xuanyu's heart. (End of this chapter)