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

Located in the center of Xiaoyao City, the world-famous "Zuixianju" restaurant has been the first choice for the powerful people from all major forces in the city to exchange experiences and rest since the opening of the Giant Spirit Realm.

The entire building of Zuixianju is towering into the clouds, with flying eaves and pointed corners, and is magnificent and golden.

The exterior walls, inlaid with various rare spiritual stones and gems, exude a faint spiritual aura, allowing people to feel a rich spiritual breath from a distance.

On both sides of the vermilion gate, there is a pair of huge stone sculptures of spirit beasts, majestic and mysterious.

The spacious hall is covered with soft spiritual silk carpets and the walls are hung with Taoist scrolls painted by famous artists, each of which contains profound artistic conception.

In the center of the hall there is a huge crystal lotus pond with a gurgling spiritual spring in the pond and spiritual flowers of various colors floating on the water, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance.

Zuixianju is not only a temporary resting place for monks, but also provides various services related to cultivation resources, such as refining magic weapons, trading elixirs, and selling exercises.

Zuixianju Yanran has become an indispensable part of the cultivation of cultivators near Xiaoyao City.

At this time, in the Yunshui Room of Zuixianju in Xiaoyao City, Huang Daxian and Heifeng were setting up a powerful restriction formation around the room to ensure that their actions would not be known to the outside world.

Huang Daxian took out a set of exquisite formation flags and formation plates from his storage ring. These formation flags were colorful and had complex runes painted on them. Each flag exuded a faint spiritual light.

Heifeng took out pieces of spirit stones, which contained rich spiritual energy and were ideal materials for setting up formations.

"Heifeng, go to the window over there and place the three spirit stones according to the positions of the Sancai Formation." Huang Daxian pointed to the west side of the room. Heifeng nodded and quickly took action.

Wong Tai Sin walked to the center of the room, placed the formation plate on the ground, and then began to arrange the formation flags.

His movements were swift and skillful, and each flag was inserted in a specific position, forming a complex pattern.

This formation is called the 'Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Concealment Formation', which he developed after reading an ancient book while on Earth.

As Huang Daxian arranged the formation, he explained to Heifeng, "This formation can utilize the spiritual energy in the room to form an energy shield that isolates the outside world from probing. Any spell that attempts to peek into the room will be blocked by this formation."

Hei Feng checked the spirit stone under the window, and after confirming that it was correct, he walked back and asked, "How long can this formation last?"

"These spirit stones are enough for three days and three nights, and I have also added some special changes to the formation. Even if someone breaks the formation by force, it will trigger the illusion in the formation, making them mistakenly think that they can see the situation in the room. In fact, they are deceived by the illusion controlled by us." Huang Daxian said confidently.

With the insertion of the last formation flag, the entire room was suddenly surrounded by a faint light shield. This light shield was imperceptible to the naked eye, but one could feel that the atmosphere in the room was completely isolated from the outside world.

Heifeng walked to the door and tried to look outside. Sure enough, the situation in the room became blurry and unclear, and all he could see was chaos.

He nodded with satisfaction: "That's good now. I can rest assured."

Wong Tai Sin also breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked to the front of the formation plate and chanted a few spells, activating the concealment function of the formation.

The entire room seemed to have disappeared from this world, without a trace.

The two smiled at each other. In this secret space, they didn't have to worry about interference or prying eyes from the outside world.

Then, a black light flashed in Heifeng's heart, and after the Ten Thousand Souls Banner emerged, two black treasure boxes floated out from the banner space.

"Brother Heifeng, is this Ten Fragrance Cartilage Powder really reliable?

Why do I feel like this is a bit risky?" Huang Daxian dragged the treasure box, opened it, and said in a low voice.

"Huang Daxian, can you be a little more promising?

This is a treasure given by the demon master, how can it be wrong? "After hearing this, Hei Feng rolled his eyes at Huang Daxian.

"But, is this thing really colorless and odorless?

Don’t let us be the first to give in, or it will be fatal.” Wong Tai Sin rubbed his hands, hesitating.

"Could you please stop talking nonsense?

Hurry up and put it on, we have to get in before the memorial service starts." Heifeng said impatiently.

After hearing this, Huang Daxian carefully opened the bottle and said, "Then I'll apply it. Oh, why does this stuff smell so good? Are you sure this is not perfume?"

Heifeng rolled his eyes after hearing this.

"Wong Tai Sin, can you be serious?

This is high-end stuff, the scent is used to cover up other smells.”

"Then I have to apply more, otherwise the effect will not be enough and our plan will be ruined." Huang Daxian muttered as he applied the medicine.

"That's enough, don't waste it! This stuff is very precious, just apply one layer is enough." Seeing this, Heifeng snatched the bottle and said dissatisfiedly.

Wong Tai Sin suddenly started to feel nervous.

"Wait, Heifeng, do you think there is an antidote for this thing? I don't want to be unable to move when the time comes."

Heifeng proudly took out a small bottle and said, "Look, what is this?

The demon master has already prepared the antidote, so we just need to take it in advance and we will be safe."

Huang Daxian breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good.

Come, let's drink this antidote and then go and have a big fight."

Hei Feng finally warned, "Remember, our goal is to poison the monks of Taiyin Holy Land quietly."

After hearing this, Heifeng nodded, and held a mourning meeting with Taiyin Saint Maiden, Xidaozi and others, and then took the opportunity to approach the Taiyin monks and disciples who came to observe a moment of silence.

This was the best method of poisoning that he and Heifeng had thought of.

After all, the one who fell was the Holy Maiden of the Taiyin Holy Land, Xi Yifu. In the Taiyin Holy Land, she was a favored daughter of heaven and must have had many suitors.

By holding a memorial service, the two of them could also win over the monks of the Taiyin Holy Land and take the opportunity to win over the hearts of the people.

“Heifeng, this plan is perfect.

As long as we see the monks from the Taiyin Holy Land coming to mourn at the memorial service, we will go up to them and hug them and cry, and poison them without anyone noticing?" Huang Daxian said with a wink.

"Haha, Wong Tai Sin, your idea is quite good.

But we have to cry sincerely, or we won't end up spilling poison all over ourselves before the tears come out." Hei Feng had a wicked look on his face.

“Don’t worry, I, Wong Tai Sin, am really good at crying scenes. I guarantee tears will flow as soon as I squint.” Wong Tai Sin looked confident.

“Then you have to control it.

Don't cry too much, or you'll get the poison wrong and we'll be the ones to lose our footing first." There was doubt in Heifeng's tone.

After hearing this, Huang Daxian patted his chest and said firmly, "Leave it to me!

But Heifeng, you need to practice first.

Your face is like stone, why are you crying? "

After Hei Feng heard this, his face darkened instantly, "Why can't I cry?

I am being reserved, understand?" There was dissatisfaction in the tone of the voice.

"Okay, let's make it a deal. I'll go first and you follow.

We have to act as if we have lost our dearest ones." Huang Daxian showed a lewd expression on his face and rubbed his hands excitedly.

After hearing this, Hei Feng nodded and said, "Okay, then you have to cry properly, don't let people see that we are pretending."

"Of course, I'm a professional." Wong Tai Sin looked proud.

Seeing this, Hei Feng felt somewhat helpless and said, "I know, I know.

Don't worry about me, just worry about yourself first and don't cry too much and scare the monks away."

"Haha, how is that possible?

Once I, Wong Tai Sin, show up, I guarantee they will be moved to tears."

The next day in the central square of Xiaoyao City.

Wong Tai Sin carefully prepared a solemn memorial service to commemorate the Holy Lady of Taiyin, Xi Daozi and other monks of the Taiyin Holy Land who died in the battle.

The square was decorated as a sea of ​​white, with white wreaths and elegiac couplets neatly arranged, and each white flower expressed grief for the deceased.

The venue of the memorial service was decorated solemnly and dignified, with the spirit tablets of Taiyin Saint Lady and Xi Daozi placed in the center, as well as portraits depicting their heroic appearances during their lifetime.

In front of the portrait, there was an incense burner with smoke curling around it, emitting a faint scent of sandalwood, which added a sense of tranquility and peace to the venue.

Huang Daxian was wearing a black robe and a white mourning flower on his chest. He stood in front of the spirit tablet with a solemn expression. Tears flashed in his eyes and his voice was deep and powerful.

“Today, we gather here to commemorate our most honorable Saint Lady Taiyin, as well as heroic monks such as Xi Daozi.

They sacrificed their precious lives to protect the Taiyin Holy Land and to maintain peace and justice in the world of cultivation."

“Saint Lady Taiyin, your wisdom is like the brightest star in the night sky, and your strength is like the most turbulent waves in the ocean.

Your departure is an irreparable loss to Taiyin Holy Land, and a huge loss to the entire cultivation world. "Huang Daxian's voice echoed in the square, and every word was filled with grief and respect.

“Elder Xi Daozi, you have devoted your entire life to cultivation, and for the glory of the Taiyin Holy Land, you fought until the very last moment.

Your bravery and determination will always inspire us to move forward." Huang Daxian continued, his words revealing his deep nostalgia for Xi Daozi.

The monks from the Taiyin Holy Land who were present, as well as other monks who came to pay their respects, all bowed their heads silently to express their condolences to the deceased.

They felt heavy-hearted, but at the same time they were encouraged by Wong Tai Sin's words and their determination to avenge the deceased was ignited in their hearts.

At the end of the memorial service, Wong Tai Sin led everyone in bowing three times to the deceased's spirit tablet, and then stepped forward one by one to lay flowers.

Not long after, bursts of breaking sounds were suddenly heard in the sky above Xiaoyao City, and brilliant rainbow lights streaked across the sky and fell into the city like a meteor shower.

Each of these rainbow lights contained a powerful aura, and they were obviously from cultivators with high levels of cultivation.

They were the elite disciples of the Taiyin Holy Land who were training in the Tianji Holy Land. After receiving the jade slips of communication, they all came to Xiaoyao City.

Heifeng and Wong Tai Sin had been waiting in the city for a long time, and there was a cunning gleam in their eyes.

As soon as the geniuses of the Taiyin Holy Land appeared, they immediately stepped forward, their faces filled with grief and their cries shook the earth.

“My fellow disciples, you are finally here!” Huang Daxian cried. He fell to the ground, holding the hem of the clothes of the genius in front of him with both hands, tears streaming down his face. “The Saint Lady…she has fallen!”

Heifeng also looked in agony. He knelt forward, hugged the other genius' legs, and cried, "The Saint is our support. Who should we rely on from now on? Wuwuwu..."

When the geniuses of the Taiyin Holy Land saw this scene, their already heavy mood became even worse.

Their eyes were filled with anger and grief, and they showed sympathy for the grief of Wong Tai Sin and Hei Feng.

"Please accept my condolences, fellow Taoists." A Tianjiao who seemed to be the leader said in a deep voice, with tenderness flashing in his eyes, "We, the disciples of Taiyin Holy Land, will never let the Saint Lady's sacrifice be in vain. We will definitely avenge her and make those murderers pay the price!"

"Yes, we must take revenge!" The other geniuses also echoed, and their anger and grief turned into a strong desire to fight.

Huang Daxian and Heifeng looked at each other and felt secretly proud.

At this time, while taking advantage of the contact with these people, the scent of Ten Fragrance Soft Bone Powder has already blended with their bodies. All he has to do is wait for these monks to practice slowly, and then the poison will quietly blend into their Dantian.

"My fellow disciples, it's up to you to avenge the Saint." Huang Daxian stood up, tears still on his face, but his tone was very sad, "With Liewei's help, the Saint's revenge can be avenged!"

"That's right, we must let the entire cultivation world know that the Taiyin Holy Land is not to be trifled with!" Heifeng also stood up, with a gleam of revenge in his eyes.

The geniuses of the Taiyin Holy Land were infected by the words of Huang Daxian and Heifeng. Their emotions were completely ignited. They clenched their fists and their eyes were full of bloodshot.

"Rumble"

However, just when the memorial service was halfway through, a group of monks from the Taiyin Holy Land broke into the venue aggressively.

These monks belonged to a powerful faction in the Taiyin Holy Land. They had always been at odds with the lineage of the Taiyin Holy Maiden, and there were even constant fights within the holy land.

The leader was an old man in a purple robe. He was an elder of the Taiyin Holy Land, named Yin Jiuyou. He was known for his ruthless methods and deep political schemes.

Yin Jiuyou glanced coldly at the venue. There was no trace of mourning in his eyes, but instead they were filled with anger and contempt.

“What are you doing?

The news of the Saint's death has spread everywhere, and you are still holding a memorial service here with great fanfare. Isn't this making the entire Taiyin Holy Land a laughing stock? "Yin Jiuyou's voice was like ice, breaking the solemnity and solemnity of the memorial service.

Huang Daxian and Heifeng looked at each other, a hint of cunning flashed in their eyes, but they soon returned to their sad expressions.

Huang Daxian took a step forward, his tone respectful yet aggrieved, "Elder Yin, we are only here to express our grief and respect for the Saint, and we have no other intentions."

"Humph, grief and respect?" Yin Jiuyou sneered, "I think you have ulterior motives!

The dignity of the Taiyin Holy Land must not be compromised. I order you to cancel this memorial service immediately, or else don't blame me for being rude!"

After hearing this, Heifeng's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity to stir up trouble, how could he let it go.

He hurriedly stood up, with a hint of cowardice in his tone, "Elder Yin, are you going to obstruct our commemoration of the Saint?

Don't you have any respect for the Saint in your heart?"

After hearing this, Yin Jiuyou's face became even gloomier.

"Humph……"

Seeing the cowardly look of Huang Daxian and Heifeng, he looked down on them and snorted coldly.

Afterwards, the cultivators behind Yin Jiuyou came forward one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"I'll say it again, cancel the memorial service immediately, otherwise don't blame me for taking action!" Yin Jiuyou's voice was full of threats.

Huang Daxian and Heifeng knew that if they continued to insist, it might cause a direct conflict within the Taiyin Holy Land, which was a good thing for them.