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

In the meeting hall of Longyuan Xianzong, the sect leader Qin Shihuang and the elders were discussing how to deal with the disregard of these major world forces.

"Although these big forces are powerful, their indifference is our opportunity." Qin Shi Huang said in a deep voice, "We should continue to consolidate our power."

Long Ling nodded in agreement: "Yes, although our strength is not enough to confront these big forces head-on, we are not afraid. Things change over time, and the tacit understanding makes the young poor.

"My fellow elders, something terrible has happened!"

At this moment, in the meeting hall of Longyuan Xianzong, the sect's inspector general hurried over and conveyed a disturbing news with a serious expression.

In Buluo City, a stronghold located on the edge of the Tianji Holy Land, some strange things have happened recently.

Many monks from various sects have disappeared without reason, and now the place is filled with bloody evil aura, and has gradually become a dead city. This news was like a thunderclap, shocking every senior official present.

"Buluo City has always been an important stronghold of our sect. Now this situation has occurred." There was a hint of urgency in Qin Shihuang's voice.

The head monk of Qiguang Temple, an elderly monk, had a determined look in his eyes. He stood up and said in a deep voice, "I am willing to lead my disciples to investigate. The situation in Buluo City is serious and we must find out the truth."

After a brief discussion, the sect’s top leaders agreed to the request of the abbot of Qiguang Temple.

The disciples of Qiguang Temple have unique methods of dealing with resentment and fierce imagery. By going to the Buluo City, they may be able to find out the truth of the matter.

Not long after, the abbot of Qiguang Temple, along with a group of carefully selected disciples, embarked on a journey to the Buluo City.

They passed through thick fog, overcame countless obstacles, and finally arrived at the outskirts of the Unfallen City.

When they stepped into the territory of the Unfallen City, the scene before them made everyone gasp.

The city of Bu Luo was filled with resentment, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and boundless ferocious images covered the sky and the sun. The whole city seemed to be shrouded in a terrifying force.

The abbot of Qiguang Temple held the Buddhist beads tightly in his hands, with a solemn look on his face.

What they are facing is not just a few missing monks, but a powerful and evil force.

"Everyone be careful, the resentment and fierce imagery here are not trivial, we must remain vigilant." The host's voice spread among the disciples. They nodded one after another, tightly grasping the magic weapons in their hands, ready to deal with any situation that might arise.

They began to patrol the city, and with every step they took, they could feel the oppression of resentment and fierce images. On the streets of the city, scattered magic weapons and broken robes could be seen everywhere, which were all traces left by the missing monks.

As they went deeper, they found a huge magic circle, which exuded a strong bloody aura, which was obviously the culprit that caused the city to become a dead city. The abbot of Qiguang Temple immediately ordered his disciples to set up a magic array to try to suppress the bloody aura.

The disciples acted quickly. They surrounded the magic circle and began to chant scriptures. The magic weapons in their hands emitted a faint light.

As the scriptures were recited, the demon-subduing formation was gradually activated, and a peaceful force began to spread in the city.

However, that bloody evil spirit seemed unwilling to be suppressed.

It began to resist violently, and sharp roars came from the magic circle, as if countless wronged souls were struggling inside.

The disciples of Qiguang Temple looked solemn, for they knew that this would be a tough battle.

The host increased the intensity of his chanting, and a determined look appeared on his face.

He knew that they were shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the Unfallen City, and they could not retreat no matter how powerful the enemy was.

As time went by, the power of the demon-subduing formation became stronger and stronger, the bloody evil spirit was gradually suppressed, the roar in the formation gradually weakened, and finally disappeared.

The resentment and fierce images in the city of Bu Luo began to slowly dissipate, and the city gradually returned to its former tranquility.

The disciples of Qiguang Temple were exhausted, but they all had relieved smiles on their faces.

In the following days, other disciples of the Longyuan Immortal Sect also rushed to the Buluo City one after another and began to clean up the ruins of the city and bury the bodies of the missing monks.

At the same time, they are also investigating the source of this bloody evil energy, hoping to find the mastermind behind it.

After a period of effort, the Longyuan Immortal Sect finally found out the truth. It turned out that all this was done by a hostile force that they had defeated.

After being defeated, this force was unwilling to withdraw, so it set up this magic circle in the city of Buluo, trying to retaliate against the stronghold of Longyuan Immortal Sect through the bloody evil energy.

After Longyuan Immortal Sect learned the truth, the sect's top leaders were furious and decided to deal a heavy blow to this hostile force as a warning.

However, deep in the Longyuan Immortal Sect, a jade slip suddenly shattered, making a crisp sound.

This sound was like a bolt from the blue, shocking every senior leader of the sect.

The jade slip is the link between the sect's inspector and the sect. Its brokenness means that the situation in Bu Luo City may be far more complicated than they imagined.

The sect's top leaders quickly gathered in the meeting hall, their faces solemn.

The master of Qiguang Temple frowned, with a gleam of doubt in his eyes.

"The evil formation has been cleared. We have checked the city of Bu Luo and found nothing suspicious." The master's voice was filled with uncertainty. "Could it be that the city still has some terrible secrets?"

Everyone felt uneasy. If even the master of Qiguang Temple could not find any clues, then the secret hidden in Buluo City must be very important.

"We must re-examine the situation in Bu Luo City." Qin Shi Huang said in a deep voice, his eyes sweeping over everyone, "Perhaps our previous investigation was not thorough enough."

Long Ling nodded and put forward his own opinion: "Perhaps we should consider the problem from another angle. The abnormality of the Unfallen City may not be as simple as the evil formation, but may involve a deeper level of power."

Zi Yang Zhenren pondered for a moment and slowly said, "I heard that in ancient legends, some cities attract some unknown forces because of their special geographical locations. Could Bu Luo City be one of them?"

This proposal made everyone present fall into deep thought. If this was true, then the problem of the Unfallen City might involve an even more ancient secret in the world of cultivation.

"We need more information." An elder suggested, "Perhaps we can send some disciples who are good at hiding and reconnaissance to go deep into the city of Bu Luo and conduct a secret investigation."

This proposal was recognized by everyone, and they decided to select some disciples who were good at concealment and reconnaissance from the sect to form a special action team to sneak into the Unfallen City and uncover the secrets behind it.

The special operations team was quickly formed. All of them were elites in the sect, good at hiding their tracks and had outstanding reconnaissance capabilities.

After receiving orders from the sect's top leaders, they immediately set out for the city of Buluo.

The city of Bu Luo was still shrouded in an eerie silence. The members of the special operations team quietly entered the city, dispersed, each taking charge of an area, and began a detailed investigation.

They first checked every corner of the city, looking for clues that might have been missed, exploring abandoned houses, deserted streets, and even underground secret passages.

In the process, they discovered some strange symbols, which seemed to be an ancient text recording some mysterious rituals.

As the investigation deepened, it was discovered that these symbols were not random graffiti, but formed a huge formation.

This formation is hidden underground in the city and is cleverly integrated with the city’s streets and buildings. It is difficult to detect without careful observation.

Members of the special operations team immediately reported the discovery back to the sect.

After the sect's top leaders learned the news, they immediately organized a group of formation masters to study these symbols.

After a period of research, the masters of formations finally uncovered the secrets of these symbols.

It turns out that these symbols are an ancient sealing formation, and they are used to seal a powerful evil spirit.

This kind of evil spirit is called the "Messenger of the Underworld". They are extremely rare in the world of cultivation and possess powerful strength and evil will.

This discovery shocked the sect's top leaders. They realized that the abnormality in the city of Unfall might be due to the breaking of the seal. The power of the Netherworld Messenger began to leak, leading to the disappearance of the monks and the silence of the city.

In order to solve this problem, the sect's leaders decided that they must re-seal the Netherworld Messenger, and began to organize a group of elite disciples, carrying the sect's treasures, to the Unfall City to perform the sealing ceremony.

In the Unfallen City, the elite disciples began the complicated sealing ceremony.

Following the instructions of the formation master, they placed the treasures at key positions in the formation and chanted ancient spells.

As the spell was chanted, the formation began to emit a faint light, and a powerful force spread throughout the city.

Rumble... Something strange suddenly happened between heaven and earth. The originally clear sky was quickly covered by dark clouds, and blood-red raindrops began to pour down from the sky, like the anger of God, falling on every inch of land in the Unfallen City.

The monks looked up and saw phantoms descending from the sky to the earth. The figures were blurry and unclear, as if they were from another world.

These phantoms hold ghostly flames in their hands, and every step they take leaves a mysterious rune mark in the sky.

These marks exuded evil spirits and dark powers, covering the sky and the sun, plunging the entire city into a strange atmosphere.

Thunder and lightning, the howling of ghosts, and the deafening sound echoed in the monks' ears, making their scalps tingle and unprecedented fear surge in their hearts.

At this moment, all the monks were shocked. They realized that this change was far more serious than they had imagined.

"What's going on?!" a young monk shouted in horror, his voice seeming insignificant amid the thunder.

"Keep calm!" An elder of Longyuan Xianzong shouted loudly, revealing a hint of determination in his voice, "It's strange now, don't act rashly!"

The monks acted quickly and formed a solid defense line around the sealing formation. The appearance of these phantoms and blood rain must be related to the sealed Netherworld Messenger, and the seal must not be broken.

True Man Zi Yang stood in the center of the formation with a solemn look on his face. He could feel the powerful force contained in these phantoms and rune marks. This power made him feel a little threatened.

"What are these phantoms?" True Man Zi Yang murmured to himself, with a solemn light flashing in his eyes.

The abbot of Qiguang Temple held the Buddhist beads tightly, and his voice was particularly firm in the wind and rain: "No matter what, the seal cannot be broken. Buluo City is connected to the Tianji Mountains and is connected to the Earth Base in it. If something happens again, the connection with the Longyuan Immortal Sect in Lihu City will be cut off."

"Rumble..."

The surrounding space was filled with evil spirits. As the phantom approached, the monks began to feel a strong pressure.

The evil spirits emanating from these phantoms affected the magic weapons and spells, making them no longer as effective.

"Everyone be careful, the power of these phantoms is extraordinary, we must go all out!" Long Ling reminded loudly, the long sword in his hand emitting a dazzling light.

The phantoms gradually approached the sealing formation, and the ghost fires in their hands began to burn more vigorously. Suddenly, a phantom let out a sharp howl, and then all the phantoms began to attack the sealing formation.

The monks immediately launched a counterattack, and magic weapons and spells poured down on the phantoms like a rainstorm. However, these phantoms did not seem to be afraid of the monks' attacks. Their figures appeared and disappeared during the attacks, as if they were not bound by the laws of physics.

Upon seeing this, True Man Zi Yang immediately changed his tactics and ordered the monks to concentrate their strength to attack the ghost fire in the phantom's hand. The ghost fire was the source of the phantom's power. As long as the ghost fire was destroyed, the phantom's power would be greatly weakened.

Under the command of True Man Zi Yang, the monks' attacks became more targeted.

They concentrated their firepower and launched a fierce attack on the will-o'-the-wisp in the phantom's hand. After a fierce battle, one of the phantom's will-o'-the-wisp was finally hit. It let out a shrill scream, then turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

With the successful experience, the monks' confidence increased greatly. They continued to attack other phantoms according to the command of Zi Yang Zhenren.

As the shadows disappeared one after another, the blood rain and lightning and thunder in the sky gradually weakened.

When the last phantom was defeated, the dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, but the sun was blocked at this time.

"How could this happen? Is there any regret for the arrogant dragon?"

Just when the cultivators of Longyuan Immortal Sect breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the crisis had been resolved, a dragon suddenly appeared in the sky.

In the western sky, a gigantic bone dragon was intertwined, its body almost occupying the entire sky, and its white bones were particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

The bone dragon let out an earth-shaking roar, and a murderous aura filled the air, as if it wanted to swallow the black sun in the upcoming solar eclipse into its mouth.

The evil energy of Senluo raged like a violent storm, and everything it touched was instantly turned into ashes.

The force was so powerful and terrifying that it caused the surrounding space to shake violently.

The ancient houses in the city of Buluo collapsed one after another in the earthquake, revealing a series of mysterious spirit tablets.

These spirit tablets are engraved with names, but they have become blurred due to the erosion of time.

However, at this moment, these names were suddenly enveloped in scarlet light, tumbling and emitting an ominous aura.

Mysterious blood-red figures sat in front of the spirit tablets. Their bodies seemed to be made of blood, and they emitted a terrifying light.

Faced with this sudden change, the cultivators of Longyuan Immortal Sect felt unprecedented fear in their hearts.

They knew that the appearance of these bloody figures must be closely related to the secrets in the Unfallen City.

"What are these?!" a young monk exclaimed, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

"This is an ancient soul, an ancient soul sealed in a spirit tablet." The abbot of Qiguang Temple said in a deep voice, with a solemn light flashing in his eyes, "It is powerful, and we must be careful when dealing with it."

True Man Zi Yang tightly grasped the magic weapon in his hand, with a determined look on his face: "We must stop them, otherwise the entire Bu Luo City will fall into disaster."

Long Ling was thinking about countermeasures: "The power of these ancient souls is closely related to the spirit tablets. If we can destroy the spirit tablets, perhaps we can weaken their power."

The sect's leaders quickly discussed and decided to split up, with one group of monks responsible for fighting the ancient spirits and the other group responsible for destroying the spirit tablets.

They knew that this was a battle that depended on the fate of the city and they could not afford to slack off in the slightest.

The cultivators of Longyuan Immortal Sect launched a fierce confrontation with the ancient souls. The power of the ancient souls was strong and strange. They could manipulate evil spirits and even summon the phantom of a bone dragon to attack.

Relying on magic weapons and spells, the monks fought a desperate battle with the ancient souls.

During the battle, the monks discovered that the power of the ancient souls was indeed related to the spirit tablets.

Every time a spirit tablet is destroyed, the power of the corresponding ancient soul will be significantly weakened.

This discovery made the monks more determined to destroy the spirit tablet.

True Man Zi Yang led a team of monks who were specifically responsible for destroying spirit tablets.

They shuttled through the battlefield, searching for the location of spirit tablets. Whenever they found a spirit tablet, they would immediately launch an attack and destroy it.

As the spirit tablets were destroyed one after another, the power of the ancient souls gradually weakened, and the pressure on the monks was also reduced. They began to attack more actively, trying to completely eliminate the ancient souls.

However, the ancient souls were not willing to be destroyed.

They launched a final counterattack in desperation. The phantoms of bone dragons in the sky became more violent, and their attacks became more fierce.

The monks had to try their best to resist the attacks of the bone dragon phantom.

Above the city of Nabu Luo, a huge bone dragon was coiled in the boundless sky, roaring loudly.

Each of its bones flashed with a sharp light, as if it was made of the hardest material and was indestructible.

Mysterious runes flickered on its bones. These runes were ancient and powerful, emitting a terrifying power.

Wherever the golden light passed, it was like a sharp blade falling from the sky, cutting the air and tearing the space. Any object that touched the golden light would be cut in half in an instant. Its power was unparalleled.

At the same time, a large number of stars fell from the sky, like a gorgeous meteor shower, but these stars did not bring good wishes, but carried endless evil images. They hit the earth like meteorites, and each impact caused a violent explosion. Huge holes were smashed into the ground, and smoke and dust rose up.

Endless evil images emerged one after another, circling in the sky, screaming miserably, like evil spirits from hell, looking for souls to devour.

The killing force was boundless. The entire city was shrouded in this force, as if it had become a battlefield, a battlefield filled with only death and destruction.

Faced with such a scene, the cultivators of Longyuan Immortal Sect felt unprecedented pressure.

The power of this bone dragon was far beyond their imagination, and every attack of it was enough to make them pay a heavy price.

"Everyone be careful, this bone dragon is much more powerful than any enemy we have ever encountered!" Zi Yang Zhenren shouted loudly, with a hint of solemnity in his voice. (End of this chapter)