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

Chapter 196 Frost Disaster
“As for what happened in Shuangwu Mountain, I am not very clear.

"I only know that our Nascent Soul found a treasure land, but was blocked by a space crack... The last thing we saw was space turbulence."

"I didn't expect it to be spatial turbulence. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone deep into Lingshan to look for the Silver Sky Jade Dew."

Wei Zhong beat his chest and stamped his feet, seeming a little annoyed.

"Fellow Daoist Wei went deep into the interior of Lingshan Mountain. No wonder he was affected. But you and I actually ended up in the same place after experiencing the spatial turbulence. It's really fate."

Wei Zhong shook his head:

"I thought I had some Nascent Soul skills, and I could at least escape from the inside without any problems when facing a Nascent Soul. I didn't expect to encounter a natural disaster..."

The two discussed the matter of Lingshan and talked about their injuries.

"Friend Miao's body is damaged, which is a bit troublesome."

Miaoli Shan also frowned when he heard this:
"It can also grow after taking the Dixuan Pill, but the strength of this part of the body is not as good as before. The physique of spiritual practitioners is weak after all, not as good as the physical practice of Fellow Daoist Wei."

Wei Zhong smiled bitterly and slightly pulled open the robe on his chest. A huge wound appeared in Miaoli Shan's eyes.

"Compared with that kind of spatial power, what is my physical strength?
"Brother Miao, you have been regulating your breathing for so long, why don't you change into this blood-red robe first?"

The latter nodded and wanted to take out his magical pipe, but found that it had been lost in the process of resisting the turbulence of space. He could only sigh regretfully and waved his hand to use his spiritual power to draw out a cloud of mist to wrap himself.

A moment later, Miaoli Shan, wearing a light blue robe, reappeared from the dispersed clouds.

Apart from his slightly pale face and a missing left leg, he did not appear to have any serious injuries from the outside.

"Shall we first look for a place to rest?"

The latter nodded in affirmation, and the two of them went to investigate in one direction.

The whole journey was covered with ice and snow, and there was no sign of human habitation. The cold wind that blew from time to time made the two seriously injured monks feel a little cold.

This wind carries a large amount of water-based spiritual energy, turning ordinary cold wind into a spiritual gale that can corrode cultivators.

Fighting against wave after wave of spiritual energy and strong winds, the two finally found a cave, which seemed to be the residence of a demon beast.

There were bones and corpses in the cave, as well as some beast feces. It was airtight and had a fishy smell.

"It seems that the monster has gone out to look for food, so let's use this place as a resting place for now."

Miaoli Shan nodded slowly, mobilized his spiritual power to clean up the cave, and then sat down cross-legged.

“Friend Wei, we might really be in trouble.

"We haven't seen any human habitation along the way. I suspect we have entered a remote and frosty icy land in the far north of the Northern Plains.

"According to the Chamber of Commerce intelligence, this place is located at the northernmost tip of the North Plains, with an ice sea to the north and four-season strong winds to the south blocking the outside world. This is a natural disaster of the North Plains, with extremely high intensity. Even a Nascent Soul cannot easily travel through this place.

“There are no mortals living in this area, and even for cultivators, there is only the Linhai Ice Palace located at the southern end.

"And the method of entering and exiting this extremely frosty ice field is only known by the Linhai Ice Palace."

Wei Zhong frowned, he didn't expect that the two of them would end up in such a remote location.

"Let's recover from our injuries first. Even if we go to Linhai Ice Palace with our injuries, they may not take us seriously.

"After I recover from my injuries, I can go look for those Yuanyings who traveled with my fellow Taoists. Maybe they will also fall into this place due to the spatial chaos."

"Friend Wei's words make sense."

The two of them each found a place to sit cross-legged, and took out elixirs to heal their injuries.

Wei Zhong casually swallowed a Dixuan Pill, and the surging medicinal power rushed into his body. He carefully controlled it to flow to the wound on his chest. The pain and numbness during the treatment made Wei Zhong frown constantly.

'The wound caused by this space crack is really troublesome. There is obviously no special energy left, but the healing speed of this wound is extremely slow.'

Wei Zhong estimated that even with the medicinal power of the Dixuan Pill, it would take at least several years for the wound to heal.

With this thought in mind, Wei Zhong let the medicinal power wash the wound, then took out the Haoyuan Pill and began to practice.

Although this cave is located in an uninhabited extreme frost field, the concentration of spiritual energy is not low, at least at the third-grade upper level.

For Wei Zhong, practicing is no problem.

After taking a Haoyuan Pill, Wei Zhong slowly practiced the "Spring and Autumn Water Refining Art", and a steady stream of spiritual energy flowed into Wei Zhong's body from the cave.

Miaoli Shan, who was standing by, saw this scene without any resistance.

The spiritual level of this place is not suitable for the Nascent Soul to practice, and his top priority is to repair the damage to his body and recover from his injuries, rather than to improve his cultivation.

As long as there is a small amount of spiritual energy and enough elixirs, it will be enough.

When Wei Zhong was practicing his skills, he also saw the panel floating above his eyes.

【Name: Wei Zhong】

[Cultivation: Late Jindan Period (Seventh Level, 23%)]

【Shouyuan: 528/600】

In order to deal with the spatial turbulence, Wei Zhong used all his skills and spent a hundred years of his life to gain the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul in a short period of time, and only then did he survive the disaster.

The price he paid was that his cultivation level dropped by two levels, and he returned to the late stage of the Jindan stage. It would take at least twenty years to cultivate again.

As for his lifespan, due to the continuous use of the Dao of Time, his lifespan has risen to a long age of 528 years. The remaining 72 years are only enough to use the Dao of Time once for emergency response.

"I still need to improve my cultivation as soon as possible. At worst, I can stay in seclusion in this cave for a few decades. Otherwise, I will always feel uneasy."

After experiencing the space turbulence, Wei Zhong yearned for a more prudent way of doing things. He always needed to ensure that he could reach his peak state with the help of [The Tao of Time]. This was the best way to deal with accidents.

After only three days of training, bursts of roars and whistles suddenly came from outside the cave. Wei Zhong opened his eyes and met Miaoli Shan's eyes.

"The monster is back?"

Wei Zhong nodded:

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Miao. I'll let the puppet investigate the situation first."

With a wave of his hand, he released the Silver Mystic Puppet, and Wei Zhong's clone threw himself into it with ease.

Miaoli Shan saw this exquisite third-level puppet and exclaimed:
"If you have enough fourth-level spiritual materials, you can probably make a fourth-level puppet on your own, right?"

"You are too kind, Brother Miao. A fourth-order puppet is not such a simple thing."

As he spoke, Yin Xuan had already flashed a streak of light and disappeared out of the cave.

Through the puppet's vision, Wei Zhong saw a giant white bear running on the ice field. It was about two meters tall, with snow-white fur all over its body. It was running wildly on the ice field, constantly making terrifying roars from its mouth.

Behind it was a hazy white ice wall. When Wei Zhong probed with his spiritual sense, he felt a sudden pain in his head. How could his Jindan spiritual sense be easily shattered by it?

Sensing the heavy spiritual power contained in it, Wei Zhong was shocked.

"No wonder this extremely frost-covered glacier is called the Jedi. It's probably because of the frost gale."

Quickly controlling the silver-black puppet to return, Wei Zhong stood up and asked Miaoli Shan to help cast a spell to reinforce the cave. At this moment, he could not care about any injuries. The most important thing was to survive under this strong wind.

Miaoli Shan also noticed the tension in Wei Zhong's eyes, and cast spells repeatedly to stabilize the cave.

After casting the spell, they looked outside the cave and found a white wall that was so high that the horizon could not be seen, approaching the cave where the two were.

It was as spectacular as a tsunami occurring on the ground.

The Silver Mystic Puppet sank into the cave in time, but the giant bear was not so lucky. It was gradually caught up by the strong wind and its body was submerged in an instant.

The blood color appeared for a moment in the strong wind, and then was rapidly diluted, leaving no trace of it.

Wei Zhong and Miao Lishan were both shocked.

That's a third-order monster. And from what I can see, it's not just an ordinary third-order monster. How could such a powerful monster's body not be able to hold out for even a few breaths in this strong wind?
Wei Zhong looked at the cave, feeling uneasy, and pulled Miaoli Shan deeper into the cave, where he set up a simple third-order protective magic circle.

The latter also took out various defensive talismans, and even had one or two fourth-level ones.

The colorful golden bamboo umbrella inside Wei Zhong's cave was ready to go, with eyes nervously staring at the outside of the cave.

The gale was approaching rapidly, and the whistling sound filled all the ice fields near the cave.

"Wow!"

As Wei Zhong expected, the cave did not survive the icy gale.

The only good news is that the cave is slightly lower than the nearby ice field, so the impact of the strong wind is not that strong.

The falling hard ice and stone hit the outer layer of soil protection, and yellow light flashed on it, but it was eventually destroyed by the ice and stone and the fierce wind.

The ice and stone fell onto the protective magic circle. The golden light stimulated by the magic circle was like a squeezed eggshell, which was in danger of breaking at any time.

Upon seeing this, Miaoli Shan immediately crushed a fourth-order talisman, and green spiritual light spread over the golden light shield of the formation, gradually dyeing it emerald green.

When Wei Zhong looked over, he saw that there were actually dense green vine-like plants growing on it, like a woven rattan armor, reinforcing the entire magic circle.

"What a unique talisman."

The strong winds and the vines continued to rub against each other, and seeing that the defense of the formation was about to be broken, Miaoli Shan added another talisman, the same talisman, with the same effect.

However, with the support of both, the defense of the formation seemed to have been further enhanced.

The two of them stared nervously at the battle between the vines and the strong wind above. Finally, after a hundred breaths, the movement of the strong wind gradually subsided.

The whistling sound in my ears gradually eased, as if the terrifying icy gale had ravaged the place to its satisfaction and then left with relief.

They both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Wei Zhong wanted to unlock the protective formation, but was stopped by Miaoli Shan.

"I only have these two Lingteng treasure talismans in my hand. Once you remove this formation, the strengthening effect of the talismans will be gone. Next time there is a strong wind coming, do you have enough means to deal with it?"

Wei Zhong shook his head.

"Then don't cancel it. I will stay here and recover from my injuries first."

Looking around the semicircular protective shield that was only two meters wide, Wei Zhong touched the back of his head, feeling embarrassed.

Seeing that Miaoli Shan had already started to close his eyes and regulate his breathing, Wei Zhong had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened.

Sit cross-legged and practice martial arts to absorb free spiritual energy and restore magic power.

"The concentration of spiritual energy has actually increased?"

Wei Zhong opened his eyes in surprise.

"Could it be that the frost gale brought about the change?"

Looking up above my head, I saw that the damaged vine was slowly absorbing spiritual energy and repairing itself with the help of the formation.

"It is indeed a magical talisman. No wonder Miaoli Shan is reluctant to waste it."

Wei Zhong estimated that at this rate of repair, it would take three months to recover.

With his safety guaranteed, Wei Zhong closed his eyes and continued to immerse himself in his practice.

Eight years passed. During these eight years, there would be a frost gale almost every six months, with the intensity being almost the same. Wei Zhong and Miao Lishan had been hiding in this protective formation.

Listening to the whistling sound gradually fading away, Wei Zhong's eyes were filled with confusion:

'How on earth did the Linhai Ice Palace survive such a horrific and intense natural disaster?

"Not to mention ordinary disciples, even Yuanying can't stand this natural disaster, right?"

Unfortunately, no one could answer this question for Wei Zhong, and Miaoli Shan was also puzzled. Perhaps only by asking the people in the Linhai Ice Palace located in the southern part of the ice field could the answer be found.

Looking up at Miaoli Shan, his complexion was much better than before, and his severed limbs had grown back under the power of the elixir and eight years of conditioning.

According to him, the flow of spiritual power was a little sluggish and could not be compared with the original body.

It takes a long period of spiritual power tempering to barely reach the previous strength.

"Unfortunately, in eight years, I have only been able to repair my limbs, and my internal injuries have not been healed at all."

Miaoli Shan shook his head, feeling regretful.

Although Nascent Soul cultivators are strong, the treatment after being injured is extremely troublesome, and the time required is often measured in decades or even hundreds of years.

Not to mention the serious injuries suffered by Miaoli Shan in the space turbulence.

During these eight years, Wei Zhong took out five Dixuan Pills and gave them to the other party, and Miaoli Shan repaid him with various rare spiritual medicines or spiritual objects.

However, these five pills only speed up the recovery of his body.

The spatial turbulence seemed to naturally have the effect of hindering the repair of injuries, just like the sword energy or the force carried by the high-level monks in their attacks, but this effect was invisible, and the two of them could not capture the existence of this effect at all.

"Is it the law?"

Wei Zhong was suspicious, but had no answer.

Looking down at his chest, he saw that the wound that had spanned most of his body had healed, with only some minor injuries remaining inside his body.

Relying on the strong physique of the body-refining monk, it will take about a year to recover.

"I will stay in seclusion for a few more years."

Monks have a long lifespan, so these eight years are nothing to the two of them.

Frosty gales blew one after another, and countless lives were killed in these endless natural disasters.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, leaving endless debris and ice on the ground. A part of the ground suddenly exploded, and ice and rocks flew everywhere.

Two monks, a man and a woman, came out from inside. They were Wei Zhong and Miaoli Shan, who had been in seclusion for many years and had completely recovered from their physical injuries.

(End of this chapter)