Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 147 Crush
"Senior sister, I found that there are Jindan cultivators fighting near Gang Palace."

Zhuang Yao looked at the little fat boy in front of her, feeling somewhat helpless:
"Junior brother, this is a critical time, you should concentrate on your practice, don't be disturbed by these insignificant things."

Thinking of her departed master, Zhuang Yao felt three parts excitement and seven parts hesitation.

What is exciting is that Master has succeeded in condensing his infant this time, and will be reborn when he reaches Gang Palace.

What makes me confused is that if I fail to condense the infant, what kind of embarrassing situation will I fall into when I go to Gang Palace in the future?

"It's not an insignificant matter. Elder Xu has been attracted by the fight and went to check it out with Elder Yue."

"Elder Xu went to check. Could it be that one of my elders from Zhigang Palace is in danger?"

"There is no way to know about this junior brother."

Zhuang Yao waved her sleeves:
"Forget it, let the elders handle this matter. I am no more than a minor foundation cultivator, and I cannot handle such a big matter.

You and I just need to practice well."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yao pushed his junior brother Shi Peng into the training room and sighed.

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On the other side, Xu Xianliang, who was leaving Zhigang Palace, looked a little solemn.

Elder Yue beside him couldn't help but ask:

"Why does Fellow Daoist Xu look like this? Could it be that one of the people fighting is someone you know?"

The latter shook his head.

"Then why?"

Xu Xianliang turned around and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yue, don't you think it's very strange that a fight is happening at this time?"

"What's so strange about this? Every year, there are at least four or five battles outside of the Zhigang Palace."

"Recently, Qingbo Island has been delivering elixirs to my Gang Palace!"

Xu Xianliang sighed and suddenly felt sad.

Most of the Jindan elders in Zhigang Palace are just show-offs with empty realms and are useless at critical moments.

From what Xu Xianliang had seen, there were only three people in the palace who could take on important tasks. These were himself, Palace Master Song Linfang, and his junior sister Bu Yajuan.

The rest are either good-for-nothings or people with ulterior motives and greed for profit.

Today's Zhigang Palace is extremely bloated with all these people filling it. It looks powerful but is actually riddled with holes.

"Fellow Daoist, are you saying that someone robbed and killed people from Qingbo Island for the elixir?"

The elder surnamed Yue's face stiffened and his expression instantly turned ugly.

"The interior of my Zhigang Palace is like a sieve. It is unexpected that even such important information has been known by outsiders."

Xu Xianliang sneered.

"You and I need to check it out quickly. If it is true, there is still a chance to remedy the situation."

After saying this, Xu Xianliang and Elder Yue beside him quickly sped up and rushed to the scene of the fight.

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Wei Zhong looked at the two slightly frightened people in front of him calmly, and didn't care about his torn hands.

Hu Jinchuan, who was standing behind, was stunned when he saw this scene.

He only knew that the island master was good at refining medicine and weapons, but he never knew that the island master was so ferocious in fighting. He seriously injured a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan stage in just one encounter.

I also heard that the island master was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.

"Is it possible that I heard something I shouldn't have heard?"

As he was daydreaming like this, the nine colors on his shoulders suddenly leaped into the air and transformed into a giant bird that covered the sky above Hu Jinchuan's head.

He grabbed the spirit boat and fled far away.

The residual power of the Jindan battle is not something that a Qi-refining cultivator like Hu Jinchuan can withstand. Even Jiucai would be in danger of getting injured if he is not careful.

After Wei Zhong let them leave, he said to He Dao Ren and the other two:
"Okay, now I am the only one left. Can you two tell me why you robbed me of the Qingbo Island elixir?"

"If I tell you the truth, can you let us go safely?"

The old nun said so.

“That’s impossible, but if you tell me the details, I can let you two die more comfortably.

After all, anyone can kill a demon monk! "

As soon as Wei Zhong said this, the two people in front of him immediately changed their expressions. They didn't expect that this person would reveal their origins in just one sentence.

They were all confused, not knowing where they had revealed their identities. But when they looked at Wei Zhong, they could not detect any familiar feeling.

This is not the fault of Taoist He and the other two. The one here is Wei Zhong's puppet body. Its aura is slightly different from the original body, and even its appearance is slightly different.

When Hu Jinchuan met Wei Zhong occasionally, he couldn't recognize him at first glance. How could the two of them, who had just fought with Wei Zhong a hundred years ago, be associated with the young foundation-building cultivator at that time?

"Fellow Daoist, you still think that this person can let us go safely. In my opinion, it is better to fight to the death for a chance of survival," Taoist He said angrily.

The female cultivator beside him was helpless:
"You are in the middle stage of Jindan, with many magic weapons and countless unique methods, so you have a chance to escape. But I have only been in Jindan for a few decades, and I only have a third-level magic sword.

If you continue to fight, I'm afraid I'll be the one to help you escape.'

"In that case, there's no need to talk about it!"

Wei Zhong's questioning was without hope. If he could get something out of it, that would be fine. But if he got nothing out of it, that would not matter either.

'The problem probably didn't lie on Qingbo Island, otherwise the elixir would have been robbed and killed by the two before it was delivered to the Ling family.

Now he is caught between the Ling Family and Zhigang Palace. It is very likely that Zhigang Palace leaked the news.'

Wei Zhong thought so in his mind as he took out a silver magic sword. He gently released it and with a "swoosh" sound, the magic sword flew out of his hand.

It was the magic sword blessed by flying runes.

When Taoist He saw this, his face changed drastically and he hurriedly took out his magic shield and held it in front of himself.

But when the sword and the shield touched, the spiritual light on the shield only lasted for a moment before it was broken. The sword body penetrated half a foot into the shield and was only three fingers away from Taoist He's chest.

The other person was scared to death.

Before he had time to recover from the fear, a silver palm destroyed the half-damaged shield and went straight to He Daoren's chest.

At this time, a green magic sword blocked the two of them, and the eerie green air coming out of it blocked the vision of Wei Zhong and the two people behind him.

As soon as the green gas touched Wei Zhong's puppet arm, it immediately made a hissing sound.

Wei Zhong looked at the corroded flesh on his arm and the intact silver "bones". He indifferently blew up a gust of spiritual wind to dispel the green air in front of him.

It was discovered that the two had fled in two different directions.

"That's decisive! I just happened to come here to try out the soaring cloud escape technique enhanced by the flying throwing technique."

The puppet's torso shook and a sound exploded on the spot, disrupting the normal flow of spiritual energy in the place.

At this moment, Wei Zhong had turned into a silver line, approaching the back of He Dao Ren.

When Taoist He heard the sonic boom behind him, he was almost frightened to death. He quickly increased his spiritual power output and injected it into his robe.

The black robe suddenly turned from black to white, and at the same time, the shadow of a crane appeared, and a red light suddenly lit up in the crane's eyes.

Taoist He made a hand gesture, and the silhouette of the crane on his robe solidified a little. He then turned around, pointed his finger at Wei Zhong, and said softly, "Go!"

Wei Zhong's expression changed slightly when he saw this. He raised his hand and threw out a triangular flag with a red border and a bright yellow base inside. In the middle was a big red word written: "Tao".

It was the Tao Banner in Wei Zhong's hand that possessed the power of forbidden magic.

The flags swept across the spiritual crane, causing its solid shape to become dispersible again, and it could hardly maintain the shape of a spiritual crane.

Only the red light in his eyes remained intact, directed at Wei Zhong. Wei Zhong deployed layers of defense, but still could not resist such an attack.

With a muffled groan, he took out a colorful golden bamboo umbrella and drew a ray of lightning straight towards the red light.

The art of thunder and lightning is the most effective in destroying evil.

Wei Zhong did not dare to be careless when facing the methods of the evil cultivators.

Sure enough, as soon as the two touched, the red light quickly turned black and lost its power, and a fishy smell came to the face.

"It is indeed an evil method."

Taoist He was extremely surprised when he realized that the method he was so proud of was broken so easily by Wei Zhong.

"This is a method that can stop even Yan Wanhong, who is in the late Jindan stage, for a moment. Is this person so powerful?"

Wei Zhong showed a fierce look on his face, and with a flick of his fingertips, the Tao banner fell on the head of He Taoist.

The latter suddenly felt stagnation around him and could not sense any spiritual energy.

He was shocked: "Spirit-forbidden magic weapon!"

His escape speed slowed down drastically, and when he realized Wei Zhong was approaching, he had to turn around to meet the enemy.

At this moment, the spiritual energy around He Dao Ren had been taken away by the Tao Banner. How could he be a match for Wei Zhong with his spiritual cultivation skills?

After a few rounds, he was in danger, covered in blood, and looked like he was going to die.

"Wait a minute, Taoist friend. I am willing to be your servant and be at your disposal..."

Wei Zhong sneered in his heart:

"You are willing, but I am not. If a demon does this for a decent servant like me, it will ruin my reputation."

Wei Zhong's movements became more and more rapid, and his attacks became more and more sharp.

Taoist He immediately realized that he was completely doomed this time and there was no chance of survival.

So he activated the true elixir in his body and was about to perform the self-destruction technique.

He simply gave up all defenses, moved close to Wei Zhong, and tried to lock him in his arms.

"Then let's die together!"

However, Taoist He underestimated the power of Wei Zhong's puppet. He shook his body and broke its limbs. He inserted his hands into his chest and abdomen like swords, and then took out a blood-red real pill stained with blood.

There was a surge of spiritual light on it, and it seemed as if the real elixir was about to collapse.

The Taoist He in front of him seemed to have a hint of sneer on his face when he saw this.

But Wei Zhong only sent a shocking stab towards Zhendan, and the latter suddenly lost contact with Zhendan in an instant.

Then Wei Zhong took out a piece of white leather with fluorescent spots on it and used it to wrap the blood-colored pill.

Only then did he look at Taoist He leisurely.

The latter's face was filled with uncontrollable astonishment, and when he realized that he had completely lost this real pill, it turned into hysterical anger.

"you······"

Wei Zhong didn't wait for the foul-mouthed man to speak before cutting off his head with a sword.

After taking away his storage bag, golden flames emerged and burned the remaining corpse to ashes.

After confirming that nothing was left out, he put the leather-wrapped elixir into the storage bag.

"Fortunately, the preparations before departure were sufficient, otherwise the real pill would explode and the puppet's body would be either destroyed or crippled."

The true elixir of a Jindan cultivator is the condensation of his entire cultivation, and the power of his self-detonation is enough to surpass most third-level spells.

Even the puppet that Wei Zhong had spent a huge amount of money to refine could not withstand such a close distance.

As for the fluorescent white leather, it was obtained by Wei Zhong from the spiritual farmers of the Yan family when he was refining Qi.

It not only has the ability to influence the soul of a cultivator, but also has the effect of blocking the cultivator's consciousness.

Just now, Wei Zhong used this to wrap the real elixir, which instantly cut off the connection between He Taoist and his real elixir.

Of course, if He Dao Ren could untie the leather package, there would still be a chance to retrieve the real pill. But Wei Zhong killed him without saying a word, completely eliminating this possibility.

After dealing with Taoist He, Wei Zhong looked in another direction.

Jiucai had long been following the escaping female cultivator, and Wei Zhong had already determined her location through the connection of the true seal.

It didn't take Wei Zhong long to kill He Daoren, so the man had not escaped far.

With a flash of his body, Wei Zhong was already chasing after him.

After just a few dozen breaths, Wei Zhong could already see the other person's figure.

The latter detected with his spiritual sense that Wei Zhong was chasing him and understood that Taoist He, who was in the middle stage of Jindan, had been killed by him. He knew immediately that he was doomed.

Then he stopped, turned around and looked at Wei Zhong, a determined look on his face, and the true elixir in his body was spinning.

There was a "boom".

Wei Zhong grabbed Jiucai and quickly retreated. Looking at the large area of ​​land in front of him that was lifted up by the explosion of the True Pill, he couldn't help but sigh:
“What a decisive man.”

After going up to check it out, I felt a little regretful.

"What a pity, the storage bag was destroyed by the True Pill's self-explosion, and the items inside were lost along with the turbulent flow of space.

But fortunately, I got the storage bag from Taoist He as compensation, so I made a profit from the fight."

Wei Zhong looked up and saw the two people from Zhigang Palace who were attracted by the self-destruction.

It was Xu Xianliang and another elder with the surname Yue.

Seeing Wei Zhong's figure, he quickly asked:
"Fellow Daoist Wei, do you have the elixir that the robber cultivator sent to you?"

Wei Zhong nodded.

Xu Xianliang looked at the devastated land below, and when he saw Wei Zhong's bloody arm, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Did the thief get killed by you, fellow Taoist?"

"Fellow Daoist Xu, you are joking. How could I have the ability to kill a Jindan cultivator like this?

The fight only forced one person to flee, and the other person had no choice but to self-destruct. "

Although the words were casual and light, they made the elder surnamed Yue feel a chill down his spine, especially when he saw Wei Zhong's exposed silver-white "skeleton", which made him feel even more frightened.

"For the sake of his own strength, Wei Zhong has practiced some kind of body-refining method, and even his own spirit bones have changed in appearance."

Xu Xianliang was also surprised by this:
"According to what the Palace Master said, the other party is practicing our sect's "Forging Gang Method", but this time he seems a little different."

No matter how the two of them imagined, they would not know that what they saw was not Wei Zhong's real body, but a puppet.

"No matter what, it is enough to show that Brother Wei is very skilled," Xu Xianliang said with a bow.

Wei Zhong chuckled and threw the storage bag containing the elixir to the other party.

"Now that the elixir has been delivered, the deal is done. If you need it after you arrive at Gang Palace, you can come to me again."

"sure!"

Wei Zhong bowed to the two of them, turned around and left.

Xu Xianliang touched the storage bag in his hand and felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"Let's go, return to Gang Palace quickly!"

(End of this chapter)