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

As time passed, the Terracotta Warriors in the sea of ​​blood gradually underwent subtle changes. Their originally static posture began to loosen, as if a mysterious power was awakening within them.

These terracotta warriors, once the glory of the Qin Empire in the long history of the earth, are now slowly recovering in another form under the nourishment of the sea of ​​blood.

Deep in the sea of ​​blood, streams of rich blood energy surged like spiritual springs, entwining around the bodies of the Terracotta Warriors, as if some kind of terrible sacrificial ritual was being performed.

A large amount of blood-red substance grew on the surface of the Terracotta Warriors. Under the nourishment of the sea of ​​blood, these substances emitted strange runes. The runes danced, leading billions of them to devour each other, and finally turned into the purest nutrients, as if nurturing life.

The Earth monks stood on the edge of the sea of ​​blood, staring at this astonishing scene intently.

Their hearts are filled with complex emotions, including fear of the unknown and expectations for the future.

The resurrection of these terracotta warriors is not only the reappearance of history, but also the awakening of the power of ghosts.

As the Ten Thousand Souls Banner continued to absorb the evil power between heaven and earth, the bodies of the Terracotta Warriors were gradually filled with this power.

The eyes began to emit a faint red light, and then the light became brighter and brighter, until it was like two blood-red stars shining in the sea of ​​blood.

Wow…

The surging blood-red light on the bodies of the Terracotta Warriors became increasingly stronger, and the fluctuations of their breath of life began to become more violent.

Although the Terracotta Warriors had only recovered some basic intelligence at this moment, their existence had already shocked all the monks on Earth.

Once these terracotta warriors are fully resurrected, they will awaken the heroic spirits of the Qin cavalry, expand territory for the human race on Earth in the world of cultivation, and write glory again.

The monks' eyes were focused on the three most conspicuous coffins in the sea of ​​blood. They were quietly suspended in the center of the Terracotta Warriors, as if they were the soul of this sea of ​​blood.

These three coffins belong to the most loyal and brave generals in the history of the Qin Dynasty - the god of killing Bai Qi, the general Wang Jian, and the god of war Meng Tian.

They were once legends on the battlefield. Now, their coffins exude a strange and powerful aura, as if a mysterious force was intertwined in it, making this area the most roaring place in the sea of ​​blood.

As the power in the sea of ​​blood continued to surge, the runes on the coffin began to light up one by one, emitting blood-red light, echoing with the waves of the sea of ​​blood.

These lights are like ancient spells, awakening the souls sleeping in the coffins.

The monks stared with bated breath, their eyes flashing with expectation and ambition.

If these three gods could be resurrected, their power would be enough to shake the entire Tianji Holy Land and turn the world upside down.

Their eyes were as sharp as torches, as if they had already seen the three divine generals leading thousands of troops, galloping across the universe, creating new glory for the Earth.

"If the three generals Bai Qi, Wang Jian and Meng Tian can be resurrected, the evil ghost soldiers will be unstoppable under the boundless trend." A cultivator said excitedly, with a slight tremor in his voice, obviously deeply shocked by the idea.

After hearing this, another monk's eyes sparkled with longing for the future. "Their heroic names will inspire every warrior and make them more courageous in battle."

"But, if we revive such a god, can we fully control their power?" A cultivator expressed his concerns, his eyes wandering between the coffin and Qin Shihuang. "Their power is too strong. Once it gets out of control, the consequences will be disastrous."

"We must be prepared to ensure that their power can be used by us." An elderly monk said in a deep voice, his words revealing firmness and determination, "We must also use powerful formations to restrain and guide their power, so that their memories can return and they will understand not to harm the monks on Earth."

"Yes." Another monk nodded in agreement, "Let their powers and memories merge, and from now on, they can roam the world."

"Rumble..."

The sea of ​​blood is still rolling, and the power in the coffin is still brewing. Although the three generals have not yet been resurrected, the flame of hope has been ignited in the hearts of the monks.

They will closely monitor the changes in the sea of ​​blood and prepare to welcome the return of the three gods.

At the same time, at the other end of the Tianji Holy Land, as time passed, a sense of uneasiness began to spread among the monks.

At first, there were only a few sporadic incidents of monks suddenly exploding and dying during their training. Without exception, these monks suffered catastrophic consequences after using a precious substance called Wanyuan Mother Essence.

"What's going on? I'm clearly practicing according to the methods in ancient books!" A cultivator was struggling on the edge of explosion, his face pale, and the energy fluctuations around his body were abnormally violent.

The surrounding monks rushed to help, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not calm the rampant energy in the monk's body.

Finally, with a desperate scream, the monk's body was torn apart by the internal storm and turned into a bloody mist.

At first, people suspected that the monks themselves were not good enough or that their cultivation methods were wrong.

But as similar tragedies continued to occur, the monks began to realize that this was not simply a training accident.

An atmosphere of panic began to spread in the Tianji Holy Land. The monks stopped practicing and began to communicate with each other, trying to find the root of the problem.

"I heard that a lot of the Wanyuan Mother Essence circulating on the market recently are imitations." A well-informed monk whispered, his eyes full of worry.

"Imitation? How is that possible? The pure energy of the Wanyuan Mother Essence cannot be imitated by any imitation!" another cultivator retorted, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

As more and more monks began to become suspicious, some influential sects and forces began to intervene in the investigation.

They collected samples of Wanyuan mother essence on the market and compared them with the real Wanyuan mother essence treasured in the sect. After a series of tests and verifications, a shocking fact surfaced.

More than half of the Wanyuan mother essence circulating on the market are imitations!

These imitations are almost identical to the real Wanyuan Mother Essence in appearance, but their internal energy structure is extremely unstable. Once used for cultivation, they will cause a catastrophic energy explosion in the cultivator's body.

The monks were furious. They could not accept that they had been deceived in such a despicable way, nor could they accept that their fellow monks had lost their lives because of their trust.

"Who did this? How could they do such a heinous thing in the Tianji Holy Land!" A cultivator roared angrily, his eyes burning with rage.

"We must find out who is behind this and seek justice for those innocent monks!" Another monk clenched his fists, his voice full of determination.

The anger of the monks spread rapidly throughout the Tianji Holy Land like a prairie fire.

They began to unite, vowing to find out the evil mastermind behind the scenes. The cooperation between the sects and forces was unprecedentedly close, and they jointly laid a dragnet, vowing to bring the criminal who endangered the peace of the Tianji Holy Land to justice.

In every corner of the Tianji Holy Land, the anger and disappointment of the monks of the universe turned into waves of sharp sarcasm.

They had fought tooth and nail for the legendary Wanyuan Mother Essence, but now they found that the treasure in their hands was nothing but a pile of waste. This made them feel angry and ridiculous.

"I heard that Old Li from Pianhua almost had a falling out with his fellow apprentice for a piece of Wanyuan Mother Essence. What happened? What he got back was a fake, and he almost blew himself into a firework while practicing!" A cultivator laughed, with a hint of gloating in his tone.

"That's right. The Zhao brothers from Jianming Sect fought over a piece of Wanyuan Mother Essence. In the end, they found out it was fake. Their faces were uglier than if they had eaten a fly!" Another cultivator took over the conversation, his expression both exaggerated and funny.

"I heard that there was a sect's elder who even beat his own disciple for a piece of Wanyuan Mother Essence. It turned out to be fake. That scene was simply a big joke in the sect!" A young monk interrupted, with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"And there's Fellow Daoist Wang who claims to be smart. He spent a huge amount of money to buy a piece of so-called 'Top-grade Wanyuan Mother Essence' from the black market. What was the result? He almost blew himself up when he used it. Now he feels like seeing a ghost when he sees the Wanyuan Mother Essence!" An old monk stroked his beard, his expression both serious and smiling.

"Those who forged the evidence are so wicked. We monks are fighting for the Wanyuan Mother Essence, but they are laughing behind our backs. It's so infuriating!" A female monk said indignantly, with a hint of anger in her voice.

"That's right. We, the monks, practice and break through at all costs, but in the end, we almost lose our lives because of these fakes. How can we swallow this!" A burly monk slammed the table, his voice like thunder.

"Those counterfeiters are really causing great harm to people. We monks should be concentrating on our cultivation, but we are distracted by these fakes. It's so hateful!" An elderly monk shook his head and sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

As time went by, these satires gradually spread in the Tianji Holy Land and became the topic of conversation among the monks after dinner.

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While the monks were angry, they also began to treat the Wanyuan Mother Essence more cautiously. Only by keeping their eyes open could they avoid being fooled again.

Amid the chaos in the Tianji Holy Land, a new suspicion gradually began to spread among the monks.

Some monks attributed the incident of counterfeit Wanyuan Mother Essence to two mysterious and powerful forces - Shadow Moon and Apocalypse.

"Don't you find it strange? Every time there is chaos in the Tianji Holy Land, Yingyue and Tianqi will show up. Their purpose is definitely not simple!" A monk said loudly in the tavern, and his words attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Yes, the incident of the Wanyuan Mother Essence this time is really strange. Only forces like Yingyue and Apocalypse have the ability to create such a large-scale illusion and confuse all of us." Another cultivator echoed, with suspicion and anger flashing in his eyes.

"As soon as they were born, they destroyed the practice of the monks of the universe. This time they caused us heavy losses. We must unite and settle accounts with them!" A female monk waved her fist, her voice full of determination.

However, the arrival of the blood moon night plunged the entire Tianji Holy Land into deeper panic.

Shadow Moon and Apocalypse displayed unprecedented power on the night of the Blood Moon. They were like inner demons, shrouding the hearts of every cultivator and making people dare not act rashly.

"Although we are angry, now is not the time to act impulsively. The night of the blood moon makes Shadow Moon and Apocalypse more powerful, and we cannot act rashly." An old monk warned, his words revealing his concern about the current situation.

Despite this, the superpowers in the universe cannot sit idly by.

They knew that if they did not take action against Shadow Moon and Apocalypse, their sphere of influence would be in danger of collapse, so the Extraterritorial Heaven Sect had already made a plan.

The elders of the Outer Domain Tianzong discussed for a long time in the secret room, and finally decided to send the strong men in the sect to call on the monks of the universe to fight a life-and-death struggle with the two major forces of Shadow Moon and Apocalypse.

"We can no longer sit idly by and watch Yingyue and Tianqi's conspiracy succeed. Now is the time to stand up and protect our monks." The leader of the Outland Tian Sect announced this decision in a firm and powerful voice.

The sect's strong men immediately began to prepare, they knew it would be a tough battle.

They began to gather their forces, contact allies, and prepare a strategy to fight Shadow Moon and Apocalypse.

"We will command the monks of the universe to fight a decisive battle with Yingyue and Tianqi. This is for our future and for the benefit of all the monks in Tianji Holy Land." An elder of the extraterritorial Tianzong said during the mobilization, and his words inspired the fighting spirit of the monks present.

Following the actions of the Extraterritorial Tianzong, a new fighting spirit surged in the Tianji Holy Land.

Although the shadow of the blood moon still shrouds the earth, new hope has been kindled in the hearts of the monks.

There was a determination gleaming in his eyes and his heart was full of courage.

Soon, following the order of the extraterritorial Tianzong, cultivators from all over the universe gathered together from all directions, and they surged like a tide to the Tianzong's gathering place - Tiandaotai.

This is a huge platform located in the center of the Tianji Holy Land. Legend has it that it was summoned from the void by an ancient mighty being with supreme magical power to hold battles that determine the fate of the entire holy land.

With the arrival of the monks, the clouds above the Tiandao Terrace rolled, as if even the heaven and earth were excited for the upcoming gathering.

The sunlight poured through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating the Tiandao Terrace like a divine domain, gleaming with golden light, solemn and sacred.

The elders of the Outer Domain Tianzong stood at the front of the Tiandao platform. They wore robes representing their respective sects and exuded a powerful aura, demonstrating their status and power.

Tianzong's Grand Elder Jing Yufei stood in the center, his eyes as sharp as torches as he scanned the increasing number of cultivators below the stage.

"Monks from the universe, we have gathered here today to fight together against those forces that are secretly destroying the Tianji Holy Land!" Jing Yufei's voice was loud and echoed like thunder in the sky above the Apocalypse Platform, spreading to every corner.

As the words fell, a huge curtain of light appeared above the Tiandao Platform, showing the symbols of Shadow Moon and Apocalypse, as well as the disaster and destruction they had brought to the Tianji Holy Land.

Each scene deeply shocked the hearts of the monks present and aroused their anger and fighting spirit.

"We can't sit idly by and let our comrades get hurt again! Today, we must fight together against those hidden enemies!" Jing Yufei shouted again, his voice full of appeal.

The monks' emotions were completely ignited. They waved the magic weapons in their hands and responded to the call loudly. The shouts shook the earth and expressed their determination and courage.

"Fight!" "Fight Shadow Moon and Apocalypse!"

Under Jing Yufei's command, the monks began to arrange themselves in an orderly manner, forming square formations.

Each square formation was made up of monks from different sects. Although they came from different places, their hearts were closely connected at this moment.
Their eyes were firm, and the magic weapons in their hands flashed with various colors of light, gathering into a powerful force.

As the assembly was completed, the clouds above Tiandao Terrace suddenly dispersed, revealing a blazing sun.

The sun shines on every monk like holy light, infusing them with endless strength and courage. (End of this chapter)