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

Chapter 445 Rules, Intelligence

A handsome man appeared in the room, wearing a black and white robe, and bowed to Wei Zhong in thanks:

"Thank you, Senior Wei, for your help!"

"Haha, since you have entered the Hedao, you and I are of the same generation. There is no need to be so polite..."

The sound of their conversation also reached the ears of the other practitioners.

However, the old guys who saw this scene were focused on another thing.

"What a powerful blood and flesh treasure pill."

It was not until this time that Wei Zhong's reputation as a seventh-level alchemist seemed to have revived in the memories of this group of people.

"It's strange. This fellow Daoist Wei is so good at alchemy, why doesn't he have much reputation in the Twin Star Tower?"

Someone who knows the inside story replied:

“He has a reputation, but he doesn’t seem to care about the benefits of this alchemy technique, and is instead obsessed with the Soul Transporting Tower technique.

"Therefore, over the past thousands of years, we have almost forgotten his identity as an alchemist.

"From the blood and flesh elixir he gave me, I think there are only a handful of people who can perform this kind of elixir in the Twin Star Tower..."

Feeling that Wei Zhong's methods were unfathomable, the Hedaos on the western front all became cautious.

During the match, Qin Boxi had just recovered from his injury and had already said goodbye under Guan Hong's instructions.

He also said he would visit again to express his gratitude in the future.

"As expected, the injuries from thunder tribulation cannot be healed so quickly. This pill is just a showpiece."

Zhou Chenfeng pulled his beard, as if to comfort himself.

The person next to him sneered:
"No matter how cheap it is, it is still a seventh-level elixir. With Fellow Daoist Zhou's ability, if you want to exchange for such an elixir from the interior of Jiuzhou, you will probably have to pay a lot, right?"

These words immediately made Zhou Chenfeng swallow back the insults that were about to come.

He stared at the Soul Transporting Tower in the distance with an extremely unpleasant expression.

Wei Zhong bid farewell to the newly promoted Hedao, sat upright in the Yunling Tower, and picked up the teacup on the table:

"Now that the tower has been cleared, it's time to prepare for the next step."

The spiritual consciousness spread out, and all the details of the Soul Transporting Tower appeared in Wei Zhong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although this tower was not built by Wei Zhong, it was also designed with reference to the drawings drawn by Wei Zhong.

So after a brief search, Wei Zhong found the control core of the Soul Transport Tower.

After refining it temporarily, Wei Zhong moved his mind and the Soul Transporting Tower immediately rose from the ground and flew into the air.

The huge tremor attracted the onlookers who had not yet left.

Upon seeing this, he immediately sent a message to express his doubts to Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong ignored it. With the order from the Taoist master of Jiuzhou, he didn't need to explain his actions to these people.

He controlled the Soul Transport Tower to fly across the mountains and finally reached the spiritual peak where Guan Hong was.

A tall fish-shaped tower stands on the mountainside, and next to it is the empty space that Wei Zhong had asked someone to vacate early on.

The spirit tower flew down and was right next to the fish-shaped tower.

In the Soul Transporting Tower No. 1, Da Jin opened his eyes, and the internal spiritual veins were under his control, connecting with the Soul Transporting Tower No. 4. The spiritual patterns inside and outside the two spirit towers flickered.

After half a quarter of an hour of adjustment, it finally became a whole.

A dazzling light shot up into the sky.

Within Jiuzhou, the vibrations of the fusion of the two towers were felt, and the entire Jiuzhou spiritual energy network began to flicker with spiritual light.

Especially the other two Soul Transporting Towers, which seemed to be responding to each other.

Wei Zhong's vision was not here, but he crossed the vast void and saw the Heavenly Dao hanging high above the Nine Provinces.

The "Chronicle of Time" echoes it from afar, like a brilliant galaxy.

Inside the Immortal Palace, Qi Han, the Taoist master of Jiuzhou, also saw this scene, and a hint of greed and desire flashed in his eyes.

But after staring for a while, it finally turned into a deep sigh:
"Unfortunately, this Heavenly Dao is not in my possession, so I cannot choose it."

Looking down, all he could see was the incense burner in front of him. There were three sticks of incense in it, and green smoke was floating in the air, becoming thicker day by day.

The entire hall was enveloped in wisps of green smoke, like a fairyland in the mist.

In the Soul Transporting Tower, Wei Zhong flashed and came to Da Jin's side.

Feeling the latter's growing interest, he knew that the fusion of the two towers had been successful.

With the help of the two towers, its growth rate accelerated again.

"Good, good, the plan finally achieved its goal."

Gently stroking the bulge on his forehead, Wei Zhong could feel a pair of dragon horns about to emerge from it.

Suddenly looking up, he saw many lights flying towards the sacred peak. The cultivators following Wei Zhong seemed to want to ask what had happened.

But Wei Zhong was in a good mood and had no intention of dealing with these people.

"After three days, I will reallocate the seats in the Soul Transport Tower. Please go back."

He was not satisfied with this reply and wanted to ask more questions, but unexpectedly a golden light flashed in the sky.

Guan Hong then appeared, speaking in a thunderous voice:
"My fellow Taoists, please don't dwell on this. I will give you an explanation in three days.

"see a visitor out!"

As soon as the words fell, streaks of light flew out from the spiritual peak. Although the highest level of cultivation of these cultivators was only the Void Refining Stage, they were wearing heavy armor, and when they fled, they created an inexplicable formation, which made people present feel a sense of solemnity.

It was Guan Hong’s personal guard.

Everyone stretched out their right hands and said in a shocking voice:

"I hope you guys will go back!"

Now that the personal guards had left, it was the final ultimatum, and everyone had no choice but to turn back with regret.

Watching the light outside escaping into the distance, Guan Hong sighed softly and flew closer to the Soul Transporting Tower.

The spirit tower opened and his figure sank into it.

Wei Zhong was seen sitting cross-legged in the hall, with spiritual materials of various sizes placed around him.
A large cauldron was located in the center, with fire rising from underneath it. No one knew what was being refined.

Sensing the rich dragon blood and the demon dragon, Guan Hong wondered:

"Fellow Daoist Wei, are you refining the elixir?"

Wei Zhong laughed loudly:
"No!"

After saying that, a gurgling sound suddenly came from the furnace, and Wei Zhong hurriedly put the spiritual materials around into it according to order.

Finally, he took out a milky white magic pill.

There was still traces of dragon might on it. Guan Hong, a veteran of many battles, could tell at a glance that this was the demon pill of a seventh-stage late-stage demon dragon.

Surprised, Wei Zhong threw it into the furnace without hesitation.

The things in the furnace became more and more "restless", as if there was a living dragon rolling inside.

Wei Zhong had to use his magic power to condense into a big hand to press down the furnace cover.

After fighting for a long time, there was a loud "bang", as if something suddenly exploded, and it was also the unwilling roar left by the death of some creature.

Wei Zhong opened the lid with surprise, and his spiritual sense immediately glimpsed the golden spiritual liquid inside.

Pour it down and put it into a huge transparent jade bottle.

"Daoyou, this thing?"

"This is the dragon-patterned ink I specially made, which is used to draw Dao patterns."

"Dao Wen?"

Guan Hong had heard of these special titles. For example, there were quite a few patterns on the Soul Transporting Tower.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Guan, do you think that what I said about upgrading the Soul Transporting Tower is nonsense?"

After saying this, he condensed his magic power into a big hand, picked up the bottle of dragon blood and brought it to the outside of the Soul Transporting Tower.

He took out a talisman pen made from demon dragon materials, dipped it in dragon-patterned ink, and began to draw Taoist patterns on the two spirit towers.

Guan Hong was watching from the side, and seeing Wei Zhong was concentrating, he did not dare to disturb him.

Halfway through, an idea suddenly occurred to him, and a sword of signal was sent out, and many cultivators fled towards this place.

Looking at Wei Zhong who was flying around the field, he showed a puzzled look on his face.

"General Guan?"

The latter lightly pressed his arm and instructed the monk behind him:
"Focus on watching and don't make any noise." As soon as these words were spoken, the group of cultivators stopped talking and looked up at Wei Zhong. The confusion on their faces immediately turned into shock.

Some people seemed to have realized something, while others just hung their heads, wondering what they were thinking about.

Looking at this scene, Guan Hong couldn't help but smile.

These people are talents that he recruited from within Jiuzhou by joining forces with various forces.

Most of them participated in the construction of the No. 4 Soul Transporting Tower and have been responsible for the maintenance of this tower for thousands of years.

If we talk about who knows the most about the Soul Transporting Tower, apart from Wei Zhong, it must be this group of cultivators.

At this moment, many people have learned a lot from the Taoist patterns drawn by Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong worked for several days, drawing spiritual patterns and activating the Spirit Transport Tower for testing.

Those who have good eyesight have stepped forward to help Wei Zhong.

After three days, the Dao patterns were coordinated, and the two Soul Transporting Towers were completely merged into one, with no longer any barriers between them.

Looking at the twin-peaked spiritual tower in front of him, Wei Zhong felt satisfied.

Compared with a few days ago, the efficiency of Daikin's intake has increased by 10% to 20%.

Although it is not high, it is still a very terrifying level after accumulating over time.

Seeing that Wei Zhong had finished his work, Guan Hong immediately stepped forward to remind him:
"Friend Wei, the three-day period is up."

Wei Zhong then turned around and saw the lights flying towards him not far away.

Wei Zhong had already prepared a plan for the allocation of seats in the Yunling Tower. He took out a jade slip and handed it to Guan Hong:

"I'll trouble General Guan to announce it now. I have something else important to do."

After saying this, Wei Zhong entered the tower and disappeared.

Guan Hong revealed a bitter smile:
"Are you the deputy general, or am I the deputy general?"

Despite the teasing, the other party did not refuse, but turned around to greet the people from Hedao who were rushing here.

On the way, his spiritual consciousness took a look at the contents of the jade slip and was shocked.

"This fellow Daoist Wei is quite ruthless."

Not for any other reason, the proportion of seats held by high-level monks in the faction was reduced by Wei Zhong from 90% to 50%.

And this 50% depends on merit.

If the achievements are not enough, even a dignified Void Refining cultivator may not get a chance to enter the tower even after thousands of years.

This sutra distributes a large amount of opportunities of the Soul Transporting Tower to the lower levels.

The means were so severe that even General Guan was frightened.

Soon, a new meeting was held on Lingfeng Mountain.

As expected, Wei Zhong's plan was resisted by most people.

For a long time, a seat in the Yunling Tower has been regarded as a spiritual salary by everyone. Even if one has not made any achievements, one still has the opportunity to enter the tower.

Wei Zhong's reform was tantamount to digging out the roots of these people and depriving them of all their privileges.

"This trip is not possible. I hope the general will think twice!"

"I think the same thing..."

"..."

Guan Hong gently pressed his arm:

"Have you guys made a mistake? I am calling you here not to discuss, but to inform you.

“The Dao Master has ordered that arrangements for the Soul Transporting Tower should all be made according to Daoist Fellow Wei’s instructions.

“Even I am not allowed to raise any objections.

"Are you planning to disobey the Dao Master's order?"

When these words were spoken, both the Taoist master's order and Guan Hong's attitude surprised everyone.

Just as the situation in the meeting reached an extreme stalemate, a voice rang out:
"I've met all the seniors!"

A figure in a black and white Taoist robe entered the scene. It was Qin Boxi who had just been promoted to the Hedao level.

His face was ruddy and his body was upright, and he didn't look seriously injured at all.

He walked to Guan Hong and sat down. The people sitting next to him were all concerned about the latter's injuries.

Qin Boxi replied with full energy, without any signs of serious injury.

Such a recovery speed shocked all the monks present.

When talking about Wei Zhong's policy, Qin Boxi agreed with it very much and praised it, saying that this method was brilliant and fair.

"You are all high-level cultivators. Do you think your achievements are not as good as those of Yuanying and Huashen?"

Qin Boyi's words made everyone present feel hot on their faces.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Zhou Chenfeng immediately spoke up to counterattack:
“Junior Brother Qin, what you said is too much. We are naturally stronger than those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage and have achieved far more.

"But the difficulty of entering the tower to practice is several levels higher, which is really inappropriate."

Hearing this, Qin Boyi groaned:
"No, what's wrong?

"Master Zhou, don't you understand that high-level cultivators gain far more benefits in the Soul Transporting Tower than low-level cultivators?
"Why is the number of seats in a Soul Transporting Tower limited to more than a hundred? Why not expand the number of seats to more than a thousand by having a room every three steps?

"This is because the Soul Transport Tower has its limits.

“The power of the Spiritual Tower occupied by the He Dao is far greater than that of the Lian Xu and Hua Shen cultivators, so what does it mean to ask for a few more merits?
"Or does Master Uncle prefer the old rule of expelling the cultivators when the time comes, regardless of their progress?"

"This……"

Zhou Chenfeng was speechless for a while.

Wei Zhong's new rule is based on the number of times, not the time. If a person reaches a critical point and there is no sign of a breakthrough, he will be expelled.

Far more fair and humane than before.

The monks around all looked thoughtful, as if they were pondering the gains and losses.

Unfortunately, most people are still unable to give up their own privileges and frequently shake their heads in opposition.

Guan Hong looked at this scene and shook his head secretly:

"Could it be that Wei Zhong had anticipated this situation and pushed me to the front, while he himself..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Guan Hong slammed the table:

“I have already said that this trip is to inform, not to discuss.

"This meeting ends here. In the future, seats in the Yunling Tower will be exchanged for merits. Please go back.

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you can report it to the Taoist master and see if he will help you.

"In addition, your dissatisfaction is limited to this. If you dare to disrupt the front battlefield and show your fear of fighting, don't blame me for being merciless."

Guan Hong's expression was cold, and he slammed the table again:
"With that, the meeting is adjourned!"

Everyone in the group looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and left.

Only master Guan Hong and Qin Boyi and their apprentice were left on the peak.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Brother Qin is really good at talking. He actually made those old guys speechless."

Wei Zhong walked out of the forest on the peak with a smile on his face as he walked.

Guan Hong smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Brother Wei has done great harm to my master and I."

Wei Zhong didn't take it seriously. He served them spiritual wine and tea and drank with them.

"General Guan, with his power, still has to take these into consideration?"

The latter took the cup:
"The higher the position, the more cautious you have to be."

After he finished speaking, he took a glass of bitter wine.

Wei Zhong talked with the two, and the topic kept changing, and finally came to the land of red flame.

"The Taoist master once said that there is the true essence of the sun here. I wonder if you two have heard of it."

Qin Boxi looked surprised, but Guan Hong had heard of this before and nodded slowly:

"It does exist. I have been stationed here for thousands of years just for this reason."

(End of this chapter)