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

Time flies, the war is full of dangers, and Long Ling finally leads the surviving Earth monks, exhausted across the desolate battlefield, and finally returns to Lihu City.

Their clothes were torn and their bodies were covered with traces of battle, but there was a gleam of unyielding spirit in their eyes.

"Squeak..."

The city gate slowly opened, and Long Ling was the first to step into the city, his figure casting a long shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

His heart was filled with complex emotions, including mourning for his deceased companions and gratitude for having survived.

This battle is far from over. We need to rest and prepare for the greater challenges that are coming.

There are already few high-end combat forces among the monks on Earth, so in the future they must not easily get involved in the cause and effect of the enemy.

Qin Shihuang was standing on the city wall at this time, with a sharp gaze and an upright posture, like an insurmountable mountain.

He looked at the returning monks and a feeling of pride welled up in his heart.

These monks are the hope of the earth and the key to fighting against the forces of the universe.

"Open Lihu City and set up a defensive formation."

As Qin Shihuang immediately gave the order, the city defense formation of Lihu City was immediately activated.

"Rumble..."

Rays of light rose from the center of the formation in the city, forming a huge light shield that enveloped the entire Lihu City.

This light shield flashed with colorful light, and each flash brought with it a powerful energy fluctuation, making all the monks feel a sense of security.

Long Ling, Jin Peng Wang, Hu Wang, Huang Daxian and Hei Feng did not stay for long, knowing that only by improving their own strength can they gain an advantage in future battles.
They looked at each other, nodded, and then entered the secret room together to start their closed-door training.
They need to recover the strength consumed in battle, and also need to comprehend new spells and skills in order to exert greater power in the next battle.

Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan led a team of capable monks and quietly left Lihu City, heading towards the vicinity of the ancient pagoda.

They need to keep an eye on the battle between the Universal Force and the Ancient Pagoda Force and provide first-hand intelligence to Lihu City.

Everyone’s mission is equally important, and it can even be said to be the key to the survival of all monks on Earth.

Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan was wearing a purple Taoist robe, holding a crystal clear staff, with a solemn look on his face.

He knew that this mission was full of danger, but he was not afraid at all.

His eyes were determined, and his heart was filled with desire to fight and confidence in victory.

They passed through desolate lands, avoided battlefields, and finally came to a hidden place near the ancient pagoda.

This is an abandoned castle, surrounded by weeds, as if it has been forgotten by the world.

But Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan knew that this was the best place to observe the ancient pagoda.

They quickly occupied the castle and began to set up various concealment and defense formations.

Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan stood at the highest point of the ancient castle, his eyes piercing through the heavy fog and falling on the ancient tower in the distance.

He could see that the battle around the ancient pagoda was becoming increasingly fierce, and the monks from the universe forces and the ancient pagoda forces were engaged in a life-and-death battle.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan, and he began to cast his unique magic. Purple rays of light shot out from his staff, forming a huge light mirror.

This optical microscope can magnify distant scenes, allowing him to clearly see the battle situation around the ancient tower.

He saw that the monks from the cosmic forces were using all kinds of powerful magic weapons and spells to try to break through the defenses of the ancient tower.

The monks of the ancient pagoda used the power of the ancient pagoda to put up a tenacious resistance.

The battle between the two sides was extremely brutal. Every attack was devastating and every defense was indestructible.

A sense of urgency surged in the heart of Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan, knowing that the outcome of this battle would directly affect the future of Lihu City.

He immediately ordered his monks to quickly transmit the information back to Lihu City so that Qin Shihuang, Long Ling and others could understand the dynamics of the battlefield in a timely manner.

In the secret room, Long Ling and others were also undergoing intensive training.

Long Ling sat cross-legged in the center of the secret room. He was surrounded by various spirit stones and elixirs. He began to practice his unique mental method, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and restoring his strength.

Powerful forces were surging in her body, and every breath carried a powerful wave of energy.

King Jinpeng, King Tiger, Wong Tai Sin and Black Wind are also practicing their own cultivation.

Only by improving one's own strength can one play a greater role in future battles.

They began to try to comprehend new spells and skills, and each comprehension significantly improved their strength.

Time passed quietly during the cultivation, and the battle outside continued.

Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan and his men have been monitoring the movements of the ancient tower in the ancient castle. Their eyes have never left the light mirrors, and they always hold the communication instruments in their hands, ready to transmit the latest information back to Lihu City at any time.

Finally, after several days of practice, the strength of Long Ling and others has improved significantly.

They walked out of the secret room, and his eyes shone with a more wise light.

Qin Shihuang looked at the returning Long Ling and others, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Demon Master, it is better for you to just stand by and watch this time. After all, the Tianji Holy Land has the greatest impact on the world's cultivation world, and it is the most important thing." Qin Shihuang said.

“That’s right, let’s wait and see what happens and adapt as needed.

It is not easy to train earth monks. They are all future ancient monks, and we cannot afford any more losses."

Long Ling looked in the direction of the ancient tower. The huge tower hung down from the sky, nine dragons were spinning, and the karma of killing dyed the sky red.

Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan also returned to Lihu City with the latest information.

He reported the battle situation around the ancient tower in detail to Qin Shihuang, Long Ling and others.

After Long Ling and others listened to the report from Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan, his face became solemn, without the slightest fear.

When the enemy comes, the general will stop him; when the water comes, the earth will cover it. Those who do not want to be slaves in Daxia have stood up. They would rather be a ghost hero than a bear.

There was a gleam of determination in the eyes of the monks. They raised their weapons high and shouted loudly.

"Buzz rumbling..."

At this moment, on the outskirts of Lihu City, a golden Buddha light streaked across the sky. Accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, the abbot of Qiguang Temple, Master Huiguang, led a group of monks and slowly came.

Their monk robes fluttered in the wind, and their faces showed compassion and determination, as if they were messengers sent from heaven, ready to intervene in this battle that concerned the fate of the Tianji Holy Land.

Master Huiguang is over 70 years old, but he is in good spirits and his eyes reveal profound wisdom.

He held a nine-ring staff, each ring of which was engraved with Buddhist scriptures, emitting a peaceful light. Behind him was a group of young monks, their eyes showing both curiosity about the unknown and a desire to fight.

"Your Majesty Qin Shi Huang, we heard that something strange had happened in the ancient pagoda and that nine-wheeled creatures were wreaking havoc, so we came here to lend a hand." Master Huiguang's voice was calm and powerful, penetrating the city wall and reaching Qin Shi Huang's ears.

Qin Shihuang stood on the city wall with a sharp gaze. He looked at the monks and felt a surge of respect in his heart.

Although these monks are not warriors, their Buddhist teachings are very effective in restraining spirits and demons.

He nodded and agreed to Master Huiguang's request.

"Great Monkey King, you lead these wizards to the ancient tower battlefield and make sure they are safe." Qin Shi Huang ordered.

The Great Sage Monkey King nodded, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Master Huiguang.

There was a hint of cynicism in his eyes, but his attitude towards these monks was extremely respectful.

"Master Huiguang, follow me." There was an unquestionable majesty in the voice of the Great Monkey King.

Master Huiguang nodded and led the monks to follow the Great Monkey King towards the ancient pagoda battlefield.

They passed through the streets of Lihu City, through the battlefields raging with flames of war, and finally came to the vicinity of the ancient tower.

As soon as they arrived at the battlefield, the monks felt a strong smell of blood.

On the battlefield, the remnants of the soul were dissolving, emitting waves of disgusting odor.

Master Huiguang frowned, and a strong sense of compassion surged in his heart.

"This is the precious land for saving all living beings and accumulating merits." There was a hint of firmness in Master Huiguang's voice.

He waved the staff in his hand, and rays of Buddhist light shot out from the staff, forming a huge "卍" character that floated above the battlefield.

The swastika radiated a warm glow, illuminating the entire battlefield and bringing a sense of comfort to the souls and bodies on the battlefield. The monks began to chant Buddhist scriptures, their voices deep and powerful, penetrating the hustle and bustle of the battlefield and bringing a sense of tranquility to the lives on the battlefield.

As they chanted, lotus flowers flew out of their mouths and landed on the battlefield, providing a resting place for the remaining souls.

The Great Sage Monkey King stood at the edge of the battlefield with a hint of respect in his eyes.

The Dharma of these monks will be of inestimable value to this battle.

He drew out his black iron stick, ready to protect the monks at any time.

As the monks chanted, the bloody atmosphere on the battlefield began to gradually dissipate, replaced by a peaceful atmosphere.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, those remnants of the soul gradually dissipated and transformed into wisps of pure soul power, returning to the world.

“Amitabha, may your souls rest in peace,” Master Huiguang chanted, with a compassionate light shining in his eyes.

Suddenly, the nine creatures on the battlefield felt the power of the Buddha's light and roared angrily. These creatures were condensed from fire and spiritual power and were extremely sensitive to the power of the Buddha's light.

"These bald donkeys actually dare to interfere with our battle!" Tianyi roared angrily, with blazing flames of nothingness burning on his body, and every step made the earth tremble.

"They must be killed!" An ancient tower monk circled in the air, his wings bringing up waves of heat and forming fire storms.

The nine-wheeled creatures began to attack the monks. Their attacks were fierce and violent, and each attack carried destructive power.

But the monks did not retreat. They continued to chant Buddhist scriptures, continued to release Buddha's light, with firm faith in their hearts.

Master Huiguang waved his staff, and rays of Buddha's light shot out from the staff, forming a solid defensive shield that blocked the attacks of the nine-wheeled creatures.

There was a hint of calmness on his face, as if all this was within his expectations.

"Amitabha, our goal is not to fight, but to save all living beings." There was a hint of firmness in Master Huiguang's voice.

Although the attacks of the nine-wheeled creatures were fierce, their power began to gradually weaken under the illumination of the Buddha's light.

The monks' Buddhist teachings have a natural inhibitory effect on these creatures formed by fire and spiritual power.

As the battle continued, the power of the nine-wheeled creatures began to gradually weaken, their bodies began to become illusory, and finally under the illumination of the Buddha's light, they turned into wisps of pure spiritual power and dissipated in the air.

The bloody atmosphere on the battlefield completely dissipated, replaced by a peaceful atmosphere.

The monks' Dharma not only neutralized the attacks of the nine-wheeled creatures, but also provided a resting place for the remaining souls on the battlefield.

The Great Sage Monkey King stood at the edge of the battlefield, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

The Dharma of these monks would be of inestimable value to this battle. He drew out his sword, ready to protect these monks at any time.

Master Huiguang stood in the center of the battlefield, his figure seemed particularly tall under the illumination of the Buddha's light. He had a satisfied smile on his face, and he knew that they had completed their mission.

"Amitabha, may there be no more fighting in the world, and may all living beings find peace." Master Huiguang chanted, his voice echoing over the battlefield, bringing the battle to a perfect end.

In the ancient tower battlefield of the Tianji Holy Land, war is raging and the battle between monks from various factions and alien creatures is in full swing.

In this chaotic battle, the monks of Qiguang Temple, with their unique fighting style, became an alternative landscape on the battlefield.

They chanted Buddhist scriptures and used the power of Buddhism to fight against the enemy. Their behavior caused great dissatisfaction and contempt from the monks of the eight major sects.

Master Huiguang, the abbot of Qiguang Temple, stood in the battlefield holding a nine-ring staff. His voice was calm but powerful: "Amitabha, fellow donors, we, the disciples of Qiguang Temple, have come here today only to save all living beings and alleviate the suffering of war."

However, the monks of the universe disagree.

They believed that battles should be fought head-on and courageously, rather than like the monks of Qiguang Temple, who always used their numbers to bully the minority or fled in panic when the enemy was chasing them.

In a fierce battle, Master Huiguang and his disciples encountered the forces of the Eight Clans of Guta.

During a confrontation, a monk from the Universe was accidentally left alone. Upon seeing this, the monks from the Qiguang Temple immediately rushed forward, chanting Buddhist scriptures and emitting bursts of golden light from the magic weapons in their hands, which directly turned the monk's body into ashes.

This scene was seen by the cultivators from the other eight sects, and their eyes were full of disdain.

"Monks of Qiguang Temple, what kind of behavior are you doing? You are bullying the minority with your numbers. What kind of heroes are you?"

The Nine-Wheeled Heavenly Monk was enraged and shouted in anger.

Master Huiguang simply smiled in the face of such accusations. He replied, "Master, please calm down. I just did what I had to do. In this battle, our goal is to reduce the killing and allow more lives to be liberated."

However, such an explanation could not calm the anger of the monks from the eight major sects of the ancient pagoda.

They believed that the monks of Qiguang Temple lacked the courage to engage in head-on confrontation and always adopted the tactic of avoiding the strong and attacking the weak. In their view, this behavior was undoubtedly shameful.

In the ensuing battles, the monks from the eight major sects began to intentionally or unintentionally avoid cooperating with the monks from Qiguang Temple.

They would rather face powerful enemies alone than associate with those "shameless" monks.

Once, a monk from Qiguang Temple was injured in battle and was chased by the enemy.

According to common sense, comrades nearby should immediately come forward to provide support.

However, other monks chose to flee, chanting Buddhist scriptures as they ran, as if to justify their actions.

This scene was seen by the monks of the Universe, and they were stunned.

They had never seen such a way of fighting, which was very different from the fighting between monks they knew.

Some people among the monks of the Universe began to laugh at the monks of Qiguang Temple. They believed that the behavior of these monks was a disgrace to the monastic community.

"Look at those monks, do they still have any dignity as monks?" a monk from the universe sneered.

"That's right. They ganged up to beat one person, which was extremely shameful. When they were being chased by others, so many people ran away together. It was really shameless." Another monk echoed.

Faced with such accusations and ridicule, the monks of Qiguang Temple did not make much excuses.

They still stick to their own way of fighting because they know that the goal is not personal glory, but the peace of all beings.

During the intervals between battles, Master Huiguang said to his disciples: "Don't be swayed by the words of the outside world. Your actions may not be understood, but your purpose is correct. We must use our own way to bring peace to this battle."

Although the monks of the eight major sects are full of dissatisfaction and contempt for the monks of Qiguang Temple, it is undeniable that the role of the monks of Qiguang Temple on the battlefield cannot be ignored.

Their Buddhist power showed amazing results when fighting against alien creatures.

Under the illumination of Buddha's light, the power of many powerful alien creatures was weakened and they were eventually defeated.

As the battle continued, the monks from the eight major sects gradually began to realize that perhaps they should put aside their prejudices against the monks of Qiguang Temple and cooperate with them to fight against the powerful enemy together.

After all, in this battle that concerns the fate of the Tianji Holy Land, unity is the key to victory.

The monks of the eight major ancient pagoda sects had a significant change in their attitude towards the monks of Qiguang Temple.

Master Huiguang stood in the center of the battlefield, his figure casting a long shadow in the afterglow of the setting sun.

There was a satisfied smile on his face, he knew that their efforts were not in vain and their actions were finally understood.

"Amitabha, may there be no more fighting in the world, and may all living beings find peace." Master Huiguang's voice echoed over the battlefield, bringing the battle to a perfect end.

As the battle progressed, the monks of the universe gradually noticed the uniqueness of the cultivation methods of the monks of Qiguang Temple.

They originally scoffed at the fighting style of these monks, believing that they lacked the courage to engage in head-on combat, but as time went on, they began to realize that the monks' practice was not as simple as they had imagined.

During a fierce battle, a Universal Monk witnessed a monk from the Qiguang Temple calmly making hand seals and chanting profound Buddhist scriptures in the face of a fierce attack from an alien creature.

As the sound grew louder and louder, circles of golden sound waves spread out from his mouth, forming an indestructible sound barrier.

The attack of the alien creature hit the sound barrier but it was like a drop in the ocean, not causing any ripples at all.

"This... what kind of martial art is this?!" The monk from the universe looked at this scene in shock. He had never seen such a peculiar defensive method.

Another monk from the Universe saw the two monks performing magic together and threw the Buddhist beads in their hands into the air. The beads spun in the air, emitting thousands of golden lights and forming a huge "卍" character.

This "卍" character was like a living thing, spinning rapidly, repelling the surrounding alien creatures one by one. Its power was so great that all the monks present were shocked.

“These monks… their strength should not be underestimated.” A Universal Monk whispered, his eyes filled with awe.

What shocked the Universal Monks even more was the amazing strength they saw Master Huiguang display in battle.
Facing a powerful alien general, Master Huiguang was calm and composed. He lightly tapped the staff in his hand, and a golden beam of light shot out from the top of the staff and hit the alien general's chest directly.

Under the illumination of the golden light, the alien general's body began to gradually dissipate and eventually turned into a wisp of green smoke.

"This...how is this possible?!" a Universal Monk exclaimed, unable to believe his eyes.

As the battle progressed, the Universal Monks began to re-evaluate the fighting power of the monks of Qiguang Temple. (End of this chapter)