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

Chapter 530: Trapped, Magic Accumulation, Counterattack

"Wei Zhong?"

Lingze heard Wu Ningning's voice again.

'It's not such a coincidence, is it?'

A strange look flashed across his face, and he replied:

"Fellow Daoist Wei, why don't you wait for a moment while I take the Lingmao Ding's main body?"

"Fellow Daoist Lingze, please do as you please!"

Wei Zhong had no doubts, but was puzzled by the latter's strange expression just now.

"This person..."

From behind came Kong Guzi's apology:
"I'm really sorry, Fellow Daoist Wei, we didn't know this guy was trying to fool people with a tripod."

Wei Zhong smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened:

“Fellow Daoist Kongguzi, there is no need to be like this. This person’s tripod is indeed extremely powerful, and even its sub-tripod is comparable to an ordinary treasure of luck.

"It's no surprise that you were deceived. I was able to sense it because of the calamity energy in my hand."

Upon hearing that the calamity energy had such a wonderful use, Kongguzi was a little curious.

However, he dared not touch that kind of thing. In the mildest case, it would bring about his own calamity in advance. In the worst case, it would even intensify the intensity of the calamity. If he was not careful, he would die from this calamity.

The two waited for a long time and finally waited for Lingze to come here.

However, the other party had empty hands and did not bring the Lingmao Ding itself.

Instead, he said to Wei Zhong:
"Friend Wei, why don't you follow me?"

Wei Zhong turned around and looked at Kong Guzi, who immediately understood and walked behind Wei Zhong.

Lingze didn't say anything when he saw this, but flew ahead to lead the way. The three of them flew into the air towards the depths of Lingze spiritual land.

Wei Zhong saw from afar three mountain peaks guarding the city, with their peaks inserted into the clouds and disappearing without a trace.

"My Lingmao Ding is located among those three peaks.

"It is at a critical moment of absorbing the incense of the people. It is inconvenient to move it. I can only ask Brother Wei to go and see it."

Wei Zhong stared with silver light flashing in his eyes. At the same time, through the great golden sensor, he saw endless luck and incense pouring in from the three peaks.

"It's a good treasure. If we take these incense sticks, I'm afraid the strength of the Great Jin will be greatly improved."

Wei Zhong felt a little regretful. Unfortunately, these incense sticks belonged to other people, and it would be impolite for Wei Zhong to snatch them.

Even if I were to use fairy jade to buy it, I wouldn't have enough wealth.

Wei Zhong scanned the area, and the closer he got, the clearer the scene became.

An invisible light shield of law covered the three peaks. Upon tracing its source, Wei Zhong sensed an immortal treasure filled with rich aura in the valley.

The three of them escaped to the top of the mountain, and Wei Zhong couldn't help but stop slowly.

Lingze looked strange, but Wei Zhong was unwilling to go any further.

This is because it is less than three meters away from the film-like light shield in front.

If we move forward again, we will be completely covered by it.

No one knew what the situation was like inside, and Kongguzi’s previous words were still lingering in Wei Zhong’s ears.

In the Lingze spiritual land, the opponent's strength increase is particularly terrifying.

But if one enters the place where the luck of Lingmao Ding is shrouded, how powerful will one be?

Wei Zhong didn't dare to gamble:
"Brother Lingze, why don't you call the tripod out and we wait here?"

Seeing Wei Zhong's attitude, Kong Guzi seemed to understand:
"Brother Wei, what you said makes sense. Since we have come here, you should be able to move the tripod in this valley, right?"

Lingze frowned:

"You two have thought it through very carefully. Unfortunately, my Lingmao Ding has only absorbed half of the incense before you interrupted it."

He shook his head slightly, turned around and walked into the light shield:

"Look, the two of you, this is my life-saving magic weapon, Lingmao Ding!"

He raised his arms and let out a loud shout, as if he was holding up something extremely heavy, and his legs trembled as he stepped on the mountain.

"rise!"

Wei Zhong felt the ground veins shaking, and as aftershocks came, the rich smell of incense became stronger and stronger.

Just as Wei Zhong's eyes widened, a large tripod flew into the sky.

Its diameter is about several hundred feet, and it can almost completely cover the entire valley.

The tripod has three legs and two ears, and the overall color is green and red. It is carved with birds, beasts, insects, fish, mortals, and monks, all depicting the various forms of the immortal world.

Kongguzi was also shocked when he felt this kind of power. It was also the first time he saw the power of the Lingmao Ding.

What we have seen before was just a sub-cauldron, and its power was not even one-tenth of this one.

"Good baby!"

He cried out in surprise, but the next scene made him even more shocked.

I saw the Lingmao Ding continue to expand in the air, and then suddenly tilted sideways, like a huge pot turned upside down.

"Lingze, you!"

Kongguzi was both shocked and angry. How could he not know that Lingze was going to attack the two of them?

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't guess why the other party took action.

Wei Zhong pulled Kong Guzi and was about to retreat quickly and leave.

Unexpectedly, the light shield among the three peaks suddenly opened and enveloped the two of them.

Wei Zhong crashed into the luck shield, stirring up fragments of laws, but was unable to break through the blockade.

"This……"

Kongguzi tried the same thing, but found it had no effect either.

Wei Zhong looked back and saw that the luck in the valley was like waves, and he knew that this light shield was connected to the luck of the entire valley.

If you want to break this place, you must destroy all the luck in this valley.

But how could Lingze give them such an opportunity?
With a loud laugh, the Lingmao Ding above his head fell upside down.

Along with the three mountains, it is covered.

In just a few breaths, Wei Zhong and others fell into the mouth of the cauldron.

The surrounding environment changed drastically, there was no sunlight, only endless waves of luck rolling here.

"Lingze, why do you want to harm us?"

Kongguzi shouted loudly, but Lingze just smiled and said nothing.

It was not until Wei Zhong also raised this question that Wu Ningning's laughter was heard outside the cauldron:
"You have hurt me, but you are still able to borrow the treasure from Linglang, and then you have some crazy ideas?"

Then there was the sound of two people laughing unbearably.

"So it's you, a pair of dogs and bitches. I am really blind," Kongguzi was extremely angry.

It was a pity that the people in Luo Chuncheng had traded with Lingze so many times and were deceived by him. Now they were ambushed by the latter.

Wei Zhong did not curse angrily, but looked at the scene in the cauldron with a thoughtful look on his face.

"This luck..."

Wei Zhong tried to capture a trace of it to refine it, but found that it was not under his own will and was very active.

"You two should endure it in this big cauldron. Who knows, you may be able to ascend to heaven and become an immortal...

"Ha ha……"

Lingze and the other man laughed and left.

Wei Zhong and Kong Guzi looked at each other and tried various methods, but there was no sign of breaking through the Lingmao Ding.

"Unless I use the Red Tassel Immortal Spear..."

Although this tripod is powerful, its essence is still at the level of a Taoist weapon. It is only because the power of luck within the tripod is too strong, and there is the support of the incense of the people outside the tripod, that it displays a strength that is inconsistent with its level.

Considering the sacred item level of the Red Tassel Immortal Spear, it was not difficult for Wei Zhong to break it with all his strength.

But Wei Zhong had other ideas in mind.

Without rushing to leave, Wei Zhong sat cross-legged on the spot, sensing the surging luck around him, and at the same time turned his eyes to the bottom of the Lingmao Ding. It was turned upside down, and the rich luck power covered the bottom of the Ding like clouds and mist.

Wei Zhong tried to communicate with Da Jin in his sea of ​​consciousness and forcibly took a wisp of traveling luck into his body.

It followed Wei Zhong's meridians and escaped into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Captured by the claws of a large golden dragon, he attempted to refine it.

"Master, these fortunes belong to someone. It may not be so easy for this stupid dragon to refine them."

The big goldfish changed into a dragon, and the name of Thunder Dragon changed again.

"Whether it succeeds or not, we have to give it a try first."

Wei Zhong still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Of course, if that fails, Wei Zhong can only break through the siege of the cauldron and go find trouble with Lingze.

"It's hard to refine something that has an owner? Then why don't I just make it ownerless?"

Wei Zhong was full of confidence. He sank his spiritual consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness and took a look. Above the two dragon-shaped true spirits, there were dozens of Tao seeds floating, like stars in the sky of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Da Jin was trying to break the power of destiny, so Wei Zhong was not in a hurry.

Standing inside the Lingmao Ding, with nothing to do, he even began to practice various techniques that he had not yet perfected.

Not to mention, although Wei Zhong and others were sealed, they had no shortage of spiritual energy and immortal energy.

In this cauldron, the recovery speed of one's own immortal energy is much faster than in the outside world.

"How strange! What's the meaning of Lingze locking us up in such a place?"

Apart from the restriction of freedom, Wei Zhong and Kong Guzi did not notice much wrong in the short term.

Seeing Wei Zhong seem to have given up struggling, Kong Guzi couldn't help but sigh:
"Brother Wei seems to be content with peace and stability. At a time like this, do you still have the mind to practice these low-level techniques?"

Seeing the finger gestures in Wei Zhong's hands and the blooming spiritual light, how could he not recognize that this was a third-level spell, most suitable for forming an elixir.

For immortals like them...

Kongguzi remained silent for a long time and could only sit cross-legged and regulate his breathing. After he recovered, he would look for an opportunity to break out.

Ten days passed like this, and Kongguzi's immortal energy was almost overflowing. He wielded his own magic weapon and launched another fierce attack on Lingmao Ding.

The result was only to cause the cauldron to tremble, and it had no other effect.

Lingze and the other two from the outside world sneered when they saw Kongguzi's resistance.

Repair, attack...

This cycle lasted for a long time, but there was no effect.

Kongguzi looked dejected and looked at Wei Zhong standing beside him with helplessness.

"Brother Wei, don't you want to go out?"

"Of course I have thought about it, but the time has not come yet. Daoist Fellow Kongguzi, why don't you save some energy?"

Kongguzi didn't know whether Wei Zhong was pretending to be mysterious, but he didn't have any better solution at the moment, so he could only sit cross-legged and adjust his state.

After many years passed like this, Kongguzi, who was in the cauldron, finally felt something was wrong.

"Brother Wei, the area of ​​the kingdom of God in my body has shrunk!"

His face was full of solemnity.

With continuous practice, the power of the laws in the cultivator's body becomes stronger, and the area of ​​the earthly immortal's kingdom should be larger.

However, this abnormal change made Kongguzi very confused.

After careful feeling, he discovered that his own power of laws was actually being lost.

Although the level of this loss is low, it is indeed happening.

"Is this Lingmao Ding absorbing the power of the laws of the two of us?"

The power of laws is of self-evident importance to immortal-level cultivators.

If the loss is too much, it will cause the cultivator to drop in rank.

For example, Wei Zhong and the other two would be unable to maintain the realm of laws due to the lack of power of laws, and would fall from Xuanxian to Zhenxian.

If it continues to flow away, the seeds of laws and Tao will be broken and return to the realm of true immortals.

If they continue, only the scattered immortals will remain, until there is not a single ordinary Mahayana left where even a trace of the laws remain.

This kind of consumption is much more powerful than directly attacking Wei Zhong and the other two.

After hearing what Kongguzi said, Wei Zhong also sensed something, but did not find any signs of loss of his own power of law.

Not only that, but it actually increased as he practiced the technique.

So much so that Wei Zhong didn't even notice this extremely subtle erosion.

"Fellow Daoist Kongguzi, is it possible to suppress your own laws and not be taken away by this great cauldron?"

"I'll give it a try!"

He sat cross-legged, mumbling something meaningless, and Wei Zhong noticed that his aura was becoming increasingly ethereal.

The white hair on top of his head moved without wind and floated up, as if an immortal figure who did not exist in this world was about to ascend to heaven.

Kongguzi was half-hidden, with his body trapped between the kingdom of God within his body and the outside world.

This is the most effective way for the latter to disconnect from reality.

This lasted for several months before he finally came out of this state.

There was still panic on his face:

"No, this Lingmao Ding is too weird.

"As long as I am in it, I cannot escape the loss of the power of the law."

He looked at Wei Zhong with a little fear, but saw a flash of surprise on his face, and then it turned into nothing. Kong Guzi couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Wei, isn't there any danger of losing your rules?"

Wei Zhong looked at himself:
"Yes, there is, but why do I feel that this cauldron can't absorb as fast as I can?"

Kong Guzi was shocked:
"how is this possible?"

He consulted Wei Zhong and learned that the latter had comprehended the power of laws by learning hundreds of thousands of techniques.

“Many techniques are like fragments of laws. As long as we fully comprehend them and combine them, we can obtain the prototype of the laws.

"With this combination, you can naturally achieve the Tao seed..."

Wei Zhong was generous in giving advice. Seeing Kongguzi's confused look, he curiously began to practice certain rules.

'I wonder if this path is exclusive to me or can be practiced by everyone?'

Wei Zhong's move was a test.

As a result, Kongguzi practiced wind-related magic for a long time and indeed became more and more proficient, but his progress was nothing compared to Wei Zhong's.

After advancing from entry level to master level, it is difficult to go further.

"No, I am not familiar with these low-level techniques, and the time I spend will not give me any benefit or loss."

And when Kong Guzi looked at Wei Zhong, he was simply dumbfounded by the latter's speed in mastering a spell.

Not only is he familiar with new techniques quickly, but he can even combine them with other techniques of the same type to form new, more powerful techniques.

As time went by, Wei Zhong even condensed a law seed in front of Kong Guzi.

Kong Guzi widened his eyes in disbelief.

At the same time, outside Lingmao Ding, Lingze and the other two who observed all this were also shocked.

"This person……"

After both attempts at verification, they discovered that it was indeed possible to condense the power of the laws through ordinary techniques, but it took too long and was not cost-effective at all.

"Brother Wei has truly achieved a qualitative change through quantitative change. He has taken a completely different path."

Kongguzi was amazed. How could he not know that Wei Zhong's current state was the result of a long period of accumulation.

Wei Zhong smiled, and there was a noise in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a long time, Da Jin finally broke through 80% of the luck and was able to refine it by force.

"Almost..."

(End of this chapter)