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

As Long Ling and others stepped into the first level of the ancient tower, the Blood Sea Crocodile Mouth, they found themselves in a vast desert.

The desert was deserted, lifeless, desolate and eerie, completely different from the sea of ​​blood where they were previously.

The sky was gray, as if covered by a layer of lingering dust. The sunlight could not penetrate. Only the occasional faint light shining through the gaps in the clouds brought a gloomy light to the desert.

On the desert ground, bones are piled up like mountains, as if they are the final destination of countless living beings.

These bones have become brittle and fragile due to weathering, and every step you take on them will make a chilling crisp sound.

Long Ling and others walked carefully among the pile of bones. There might be unknown dangers hidden under these bones, so they were unwilling to touch them casually.

"Demon Master, look, what a big tree!" At this moment Heifeng pointed to the distance, shouting loudly, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

In the center of the desert, a huge sacred tree rises from the ground and reaches the sky.

This tree was different from any plant they had ever seen before. Its trunk was as black as ink, and its surface was covered with hideous lines, as if it was the skin of some ancient creature.

The branches twisted and stretched in all directions, like skinny arms trying to grab something in the sky.

The leaves had long since fallen, leaving only bare branches that whistled mournfully in the wind.

What is most disturbing is that the roots of this sacred tree are like human veins, thick and twisted. They extend from the trunk and penetrate deeply into the desert soil.

These tree roots spread like a spider web across the vast desert, forming a huge root network.

"Be careful, the desert is full of weirdness, don't fall into any taboos."

Long Ling felt that these tree roots seemed to have formed a complex maze underground. They were wandering underground looking for new nutrients, which was particularly strange.

When they stepped into the desert, a mysterious power seemed to be awakened.

The roots of the sacred tree began to tremble, and new wood tumors appeared from the roots.

The surface of these wood tumors rippled with strange waves, as if they had life. Their color was darker than the surrounding tree roots, presenting an ominous dark red.

There are twelve wooden knots, evenly distributed around the sacred tree. Each knot is engraved with a mysterious symbol, which emits a faint light, as if it is some kind of ancient spell.

"Master, these mysterious runes seem to be related to some secrets."

Huang Daxian immediately realized that these wooden tumors and symbols might be related to the seal of the ancient pagoda, and said beside Long Ling.

They approached one of the knobs cautiously and tried to study the symbols on it.

Long Ling stretched out his hand and gently touched the wooden tumor. He immediately felt a cold force spreading through his body along his fingertips, causing him to shiver.

He quickly withdrew his hand and vigilantly observed the changes around him.

Heifeng patrolled back and forth around the wooden tumor, and the secret technique of Ghost Dance allowed him to sense the fluctuations of this power.

He discovered that whenever a gust of wind blew through the desert, the symbols on the wood knots would flash brighter, as if responding to some call.

"Master, as Wong Tai Sin said, these symbols may be mysterious underground restrictions. We must be careful."

Heifeng whispered to Long Ling, his eyes full of caution.

Fengyu and Yunying worked together to cast spells to provide protection and enhancement spells for the team. In this strange underground world, any negligence could lead to catastrophic consequences.

Their spells formed an invisible protective shield around the team, isolating them from the evil forces outside.

Tieya and Tieshan held their weapons tightly, ready to deal with any possible enemies at any time, while looking for possible shelters and escape routes in the desert so that the team could retreat quickly in case of a battle.

Long Ling took a deep breath and frowned tightly. The environment he was in now was more dangerous than ever before.

"We must find the true purpose of these knots and symbols, which may be the key to unlocking the secrets of the desert.

But you have to be careful, the power here is too strange, any reckless action may lead to unpredictable consequences." He warned everyone in a low voice.

Everyone nodded, fear flashing in their eyes.

"Huhuhu..."

The cold wind was blowing across the desert, with sand rolling in and blocking out the sky. It made people feel as if their eyes were under terrible pressure, irritating them to the point of pain and tears.

Under the leadership of Long Ling, everyone began to explore the desert carefully, cautiously avoiding the wood tumors to avoid triggering possible traps.

They searched for clues in the desert, trying to find the entrance to the next level. However, this underground world was full of weirdness and mystery, and every step could be a test of life and death.

As they went deeper, they encountered more and more strange phenomena in the desert. They heard low roars coming from afar, as if some huge creature was wandering in the underground world.

"Rumble..."

I saw a huge crack suddenly appear on the ground, and the crack emitted a fiery red light, as if it was the entrance to hell. I even felt the electric current in the air, as if a storm was brewing.

However, Long Ling and others were not frightened by these horrific phenomena. Only by staying calm and brave can they survive in this strange world.

What we need to do now is not to get lost in fear.

During the exploration, some ancient ruins were also discovered, which seemed to be built by the same mysterious power.

Some broken stone slabs were found in the ruins, engraved with symbols similar to those on the wood knots.

These findings have strengthened their belief that the symbols hold the key to unlocking the desert's secrets.

These wood tumors are actually the energy core of the ancient pagoda. They transmit energy to various parts of the ancient pagoda through the underground network of tree roots.

And those symbols are an ancient language that records the secrets of the ancient tower's history.

A mysterious rotating light gate will appear at the root of the sacred tree only under specific times and conditions. The golden light from the light gate falls on the stone slab, and a string of messages will emerge on the smooth stone slab without words, which is particularly extraordinary.

"Rumble, rumble..."

However, just as Long Ling and others were carefully concentrating on studying the mysterious symbols on the wooden tumors, a strange aura in the sky began to roll violently.

The originally gray sky seemed to be torn apart by some force, and three blood-red suns appeared.

These red suns were different from any celestial bodies they knew. They emitted a blood-red light, dyeing the entire desert an eerie red.

Everyone showed surprise on their faces, and their eyes were involuntarily attracted to the three red suns.

Each red sun seemed to contain endless power, their light penetrated the clouds and shot straight towards the wood tumors in the desert.

The wood tumors seemed to have a special sensitivity to these lights. They began to greedily absorb the blood-colored light. Each wood tumor seemed to come alive. The light on the surface became brighter and brighter, and the sound of the heartbeat became clearer and clearer.

"Buzz rumble..." There were lightning and thunder in the sky. The lightning flashed across the sky like dancing silver snakes.

The rumbling thunder sounded like the roar of gods, shaking the entire desert.

Long Ling and others felt an unprecedented fear. This was definitely not a natural phenomenon, but a sign that some terrifying existence was about to be born.

Long Ling nervously directed everyone to prepare for defense. Everyone held their weapons tightly and stared at the changes in the wooden tumors.

The cruelty of the desert was far beyond their imagination. Its restrictions were powerful and ruthless, and many monks encountered accidents during their exploration.

Long Ling gradually discovered some terrifying scenes.

In some corners of the desert, one can see some petrified statues. These statues have different shapes. Some are still walking, some are in fighting postures, and some even have expressions that freeze the fear and despair of the last moment.

The material of these statues is completely different from the surrounding sand and stone. They appear to be extremely hard, and have a strange luster on the surface.

Long Ling soon realized that these statues were not formed naturally, but were the tragic end of those unfortunate monks who were swallowed up by the restrictions of the desert.

The power of the ban took their lives in an instant and turned their bodies into eternal statues, leaving them forever in this ruthless desert.

This discovery caused intense panic and fear in the hearts of Long Ling and others.

These statues were once living monks. Like Long Ling, they might hope to find their own opportunities in this mysterious land.

However, in the end, they became sad scenery in the desert.

The monks from various forces who entered this place ahead of time suffered heavy losses, and the lives of many disciples came to an abrupt end in this desert.

The fellow disciples and friends of these monks felt indescribable sorrow and fear as they watched their comrades who had once fought side by side turned into lifeless statues.

Panic spread among all the major forces that entered the desert.

Some monks began to retreat, not daring to go deeper into the desert, for fear that they would become the next victim to be swallowed by the restriction.

Their eyes were filled with uncertainty about the future and deep fear of death.

Long Ling looked at these statues with shock and sympathy in his heart. The experience of these monks was a warning to everyone that they must be more careful to avoid the same fate.

"The restrictions in the desert are far more dangerous than we thought. We must unite and face the challenges together to leave here safely."

Long Ling said to his companions, his voice full of firmness and decisiveness.

"The power of these prohibitions is extremely strong, and seems to have merged with the environment in the desert, making it almost unnoticeable. Any carelessness could lead to disastrous consequences."

Heifeng's face was solemn. The secret technique of Ghost Dance gave him a deeper sense of the restrictions in the desert.

Fengyu and Yunying began to cast their spells more carefully, trying to form a protective shield around the team to fend off possible forbidden attacks.

"The strength of the two of us may not be enough to fight against all the restrictions in the desert, but it can at least provide us with some protection."

"We must be ready to fight at any time. Once the ban is activated, we must respond immediately to protect ourselves and our companions."

After hearing this, Tieya and Tieshan observed their surroundings more vigilantly, because the restrictions in the desert might be activated at any time.

Long Ling nodded and explored the desert carefully to avoid being swallowed by the restriction.

"We cannot let the sacrifices of these monks go to waste. We must learn from their experiences and proceed more carefully. Only in this way can we uncover the secrets of this place and find a way home."

Under the leadership of Long Ling, everyone began to explore the desert more cautiously.

As they went deeper into the desert, the prohibitions became more frequent and more powerful.

They had to stop from time to time to study and crack the mystery of the ban.

Every time they successfully avoided or broke the ban, they felt a little relieved, but at the same time they also realized more clearly that they were fighting a powerful and ruthless enemy.

During this process, Long Ling and others also witnessed the monks from various forces struggling in fear and despair.

They saw some monks being instantly petrified under the attack of the ban, and they also saw some monks choosing to give up in despair.

These scenes filled their hearts with sympathy and sadness, but they also understood that they could not be swayed by these emotions and had to remain calm and firm in order to move forward.

"Boom..."

However, just when they were nervous, the wooden tumor suddenly exploded, and mysterious whirlpools emerged at the location of the wooden tumor.

These whirlpools are deep and dark, like portals to another world. From the whirlpools, strange palaces gradually emerge.

The style of these palaces was different from any buildings they knew. They emitted a strange light, as if they were built of some unknown material.

The palace closest to Long Ling and others had a pig-like pattern appearing on it. This pattern emitted a strange light and seemed to be wandering around the palace as if it were alive.

Before Long Ling and the others could react, their figures disappeared into the air. Then the scene changed and they came to a mysterious place.

This place was completely different from the desert they were in before. It was a huge space shrouded in fog, with only a huge altar in the center.

The altar was carved with all kinds of strange patterns, including the pig-shaped pattern they saw outside.

In the center of the altar, there is a huge sarcophagus, which is also engraved with various patterns. The most conspicuous of them are the three blood-red suns.

Long Ling and others looked around vigilantly. This was definitely not a simple place.

They could feel a powerful force here, a force that made them feel palpitations.

They approached the altar cautiously, trying to decipher the pattern on it.

Long Ling discovered that these patterns seemed to be an ancient text, recording the history and secrets of the ancient pagoda.

He studied the texts carefully, trying to find some clues. The texts mentioned an ancient ritual, which was related to the three red suns and seemed to be used to awaken some powerful existence.

Just as they were studying the pattern, the sarcophagus on the altar suddenly made a noise.

Long Ling and others immediately retreated, staring at the sarcophagus nervously, with weapons in their hands ready to attack at any time.

The lid of the sarcophagus slowly moved, and finally fell to the ground with a "bang". From the sarcophagus, a huge body slowly sat up.

The figure was tall and majestic, with an ancient and mysterious face. He wore a blood-red robe embroidered with the pattern of three red suns.

Its eyes were closed, but Long Ling and the others could sense the powerful aura emanating from it. (End of this chapter)