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

Chapter 524: All Kinds of Magic
There was no more "Tao Yuan Essence" to be found in Wufang Mountain, and Wei Zhong had no regrets about it.

As far as the entire Hong family is concerned, Wei Zhong only has a causal connection with Hong Yun.

Therefore, he left behind a jade pendant in anticipation of the day when he could settle this cause and effect.

With the help of the teleportation array, Wei Zhong left the Hong family's sphere of influence.

Came to a market for independent cultivators controlled by the foundation-building forces.

Concealing his cultivation level, Wei Zhong transformed from an immortal into a mortal from then on.

Decades later, in a shop in the market town, two young monks were selling their shop's magical instruments to customers outside the shop.

A coughing sound gradually came from the room.

Wei Zhong walked out from inside and appeared in front of everyone.

"Senior Wei!"

Several people greeted him, and their words and expressions revealed their respect for Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong waved his hand casually, walked out of the store, and blended into the market with the flow of people.

"Senior Wei has been in this market for more than fifty years, right? He looks to be about one hundred and twenty or three hundred years old. I wonder if he can understand the wonders of Qi Refining and step into the realm of foundation building in his lifetime?"

In their eyes, Wei Zhong was just a casual cultivator who occasionally came into this market.

After some operation, he established a small shop relying on his own skills.

After practicing all the way to this point, his age is approaching the limit of his lifespan.

If I don't continue to build my foundation, I'm afraid I'll die of old age in this market.

This huge treasure pavilion is about to become someone else's property.

The two servants looked up at their own signboard, and at the same time, inexplicable emotions surged in their hearts.

"Brother Liu, please don't say such unlucky words. Senior Wei is a lucky person. I believe we will hear the news of his foundation building soon."

The customer kept shaking his head:
"Difficult, difficult, difficult. Senior Wei has waited until such an old age and has never started building his foundation. I guess he is not sure about it.

"Under such circumstances, the longer we delay, the slimmer our hope becomes. We may have completely lost hope of building our foundation.

"Now that Senior Wei's life span is about to run out, you two should find a way out as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the tall waiter in the store opened his mouth and shouted:
"Mr. Liu, what nonsense are you talking about? If you want to buy this magic weapon, buy it. If not, get out of here. Are you looking for death by slandering my shopkeeper?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks passing by all showed some strange expressions.

However, the cultivator named Liu did not show any anger on his face. Instead, he bowed and retreated.

"Nie Chuan, why do you have to argue with him? You've driven away the customers and you don't have any harvest today..."

"I just couldn't bear to see them spreading rumors about the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took us in because he saw that we had nowhere to go. How could I tolerate such a great favor..."

As the two talked, Li Hong couldn't stop sighing.

"Without earning spirit stones, how will the shopkeeper purchase new spells this month?"

He looked back at the shop and saw only three magical instruments.

This is not because the store is doing booming business and all the hawkers are sold out.

Instead, Wei Zhong produced very little, and could only refine one magical weapon at most every month.

If you can sell it, sell it. If you can’t sell it, just hang it in this shop.

As for the spirit stones earned from selling magical instruments, they were all used for store expenses and purchasing spells.

The market here is called "Liufang Market". It is a special market that is managed by several foundation-building masters in turn.

All of these people are disciples from the Jindan Sect and the Liusha School.

Because of its special geographical location, the market is located on the main road between the two fairyland areas. Thanks to the monks who often pass through here, this place is extremely prosperous, and all kinds of spiritual goods are available.

And Wei Zhong’s main target, magic, is especially abundant in places like this.

After turning several corners along the street, Wei Zhong finally arrived at a large courtyard in the middle of the town.

He bowed to the guard at the door, who immediately understood and went to inform the owner of the house.

Not long after, a fat monk with a big belly came to the door and invited Wei Zhong to come in.

The two of them drank tea at the same table, and Wei Zhong rubbed his hands:

"Have you got the 'Kong Ta Lan' that I asked Brother Zhu to help me buy last time?"

The other party rolled up his sleeves, and a jade slip immediately fell out:

"Of course I succeeded. For this second-level spell, 'Kongta Lan', I spent several days running around in Luochun City..."

Wei Zhong simply ignored the latter's words about hardship and picked up the jade slip directly:

"I wonder how much this 'Kong Ta Lan' costs?"

The other party raised a few fingers, and Wei Zhong was stunned:
"One hundred spirit stones?"

"That's right, Brother Wei really understands me. Considering our relationship, one hundred spirit stones are enough."

Wei Zhong smiled slightly, but he didn't believe it in his heart. This fat guy always asked for very high prices, so why would he be willing to change his nature today?
As expected, the latter soon revealed his true nature:
"But Brother Wei, you have to promise that you will customize a magic weapon for me next time..."

"Magic weapon? Why bother with so much trouble? How about I give the treasure pavilion to Brother Zhu?"

The latter was stunned when he heard this, his eyes seemed dull:

"Is what Brother Wei said true?"

"Of course it is true. I have wasted decades in this Liufang Market. It is time for me to leave and look for an opportunity to build my foundation."

Looking at Wei Zhong's old body and withered face, the monk surnamed Zhu shook his head secretly:

"At your age, how can you still hope to build a foundation?"

But he still maintained a polite smile on his face:

"If you are looking for the opportunity to build your foundation, you have to go north. There is a Luochun City there, which connects the Huntian Immortal Realm and the Yutianxuan Immortal Realm.

“There are many cultivators coming and going, and those who are building their foundation and forming their elixir are everywhere. We who are refining our Qi are like ants.

"This is the kind of place that has abundant foundation-building resources..."

"Thank you, Brother Zhu, for telling me. This way, I don't have to pay the 100 spirit stones. How about using the title deed of the Treasure Pavilion as the price?
"I still have three magic weapons in my shop. I will give one to each of my subordinates, and the last one will be given to Brother Zhu..."

Upon hearing that Wei Zhong was willing to give him the shop and the magical instruments as a gift, the monk surnamed Zhu smiled brightly:

"well……"

The two signed the contract, and not long after, Wei Zhong brought the Zhu family cultivator back to the shop.

I heard that the shop owner sold his shop in order to buy a spell.

The two servants couldn't help but beat their chests and stamp their feet, but such expressions completely disappeared after they took the two magic weapons handed over by Wei Zhong one by one.

"What is this, shopkeeper?"

"I am old now, so I'd better go out and try my luck to see if I can reach the foundation-building stage in my lifetime..."

Upon hearing that Wei Zhong was about to go to Luochun City, the two of them had different expressions on their faces.

Nie Chuan expressed his desire to follow, but Wei Zhong shook his head and refused.

"This shop has been sold to Brother Zhu. I have interceded with him. If you two can do well here, you can stay here.

"If you don't want to, you can leave and make a living on your own..."

After giving a few casual instructions, Wei Zhong left, walking away from the workshop under the watchful eyes of the monk named Zhu.

Wei Zhong left cleanly and neatly, with almost no regrets.

When the monks in the community heard the news, their expressions varied. Some lamented, while others envied.

But most of them followed Wei Zhong's back after gathering with a few companions. Wei Zhong left Fangli decisively, but his speed was neither fast nor slow.

Stepping on the breeze, Wei Zhong tried out the newly acquired second-level technique "Kongta Lan".

Stepping on the breeze felt like stepping on some special force points in mid-air.

Wei Zhong's steps seemed to be unsteady, sometimes he stepped on the right spot, sometimes he missed.

I was not used to this technique when I first practiced it.

[Second-level magic: Kongtalan·Introduction (99%)]

After nine steps in total, Wei Zhong had reached the entry-level proficiency level.

Just one step away from reaching the next level of proficiency.

As Wei Zhong stepped on the ground again, the text on the panel projected by the "Record of Time" suddenly changed.

[Second-level spell: Sky-stepping Storm·Proficient (9%)]

After taking a few more steps, Wei Zhong became more and more skilled.

19%
29%
……

With every step he took, Wei Zhong's proficiency in magic increased at a terrifying speed.

"The Sky-Stepping Storm alone is still a bit slow. If it is combined with the Wind-Touching Escape, the speed can be even higher."

[Second-level technique: Gale Escape: Shortcut (cannot be upgraded)]

The peerless level of the past has turned into the word "shortcut" after Wei Zhong mastered the "Treasure Record of Time" and fully understood it.

The shortcut, the shortcut to all things.

When the technique reaches this level, the original Dao pattern will be condensed.

The combination of similar Dao patterns will be able to form new Dao patterns, and then derive Dao seeds of laws.

Wei Zhong has been in Liufang Market for more than fifty years and has collected countless spells of all sizes.

From the lowest level of the first-tier entry-level technique, the Flame Technique, to the highest level of the second-tier technique, the Gale Escape, or the third-tier yang technique, the Yang Flame Explosion.

Wei Zhong had already mastered many methods by heart, and had been practicing and deepening his skills since the entry level, becoming skilled, proficient, a master, a grandmaster, and a shortcut to the truth.

Wei Zhong currently masters more than a hundred shortcut techniques.

After comprehending these techniques, Wei Zhong had a clearer understanding of his future path.

Just when Wei Zhong was immersed in practicing his magic, he did not notice that there were many people following him.

The sheer number of them was enough to shock any Qi-refining cultivator.

"Humph, Li Hong, you are such a badass. Brother Wei treated you well, yet you dared to team up with others to come here and rob and kill people."

Li Hong's expression changed when he heard this, and he looked at the fat monk opposite him:
"Senior Zhu, why are you talking about me? Could it be that you are here to help Senior Wei?"

The sound of grass and trees twitching could be heard all around, and it was obvious that there were many more people who had the same goal as these two groups.

Looking back, one saw Wei Zhong's feet in the air, his speed increasing suddenly, which made everyone present feel nervous.

"No, this person's speed is getting faster and faster. If he goes any faster, I won't be able to catch up with him!"

[Second-level spell: Kongta Lan·Mastery (8%)]

In just a few breaths, Wei Zhong had practiced a second-level spell and went directly from the entry level to the mastery level.

Wei Zhong's figure seemed to be stepping on the wind, leaping rapidly in the mountains and forests.

"No, stop this guy!"

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out of the forest. The magic weapons in their hands turned into streams of light and rushed towards Wei Zhong.

"Brother Zhu, is it time for us to take action?"

Zhu Hanpeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the battle group not far away without replying.

A bad feeling continued to spread in his heart:
"Could this spell be the Kongta Lan that I just got from you? How come Wei Zhong is so familiar with it so quickly, so fast..."

"No hurry, let these guys consume some of their energy."

This made sense. The monks under his command stopped and looked up at the good show in the distance.

Wei Zhong looked at the seven or eight monks who had emerged from the forest. His face showed neither sadness nor joy, but a trace of helplessness and regret:

"Originally, I was just going to pretend that I didn't see anything and let you go, but why did you insist on seeking death?"

Shaking his head slightly, Wei Zhong raised his right hand, and a ray of golden light emerged from between his fingers. The light was so bright and dazzling, just like the sun at noon, making it impossible to look directly at it.

Wei Zhong flicked his finger and threw it up. The latter flew ten feet above his head, and then expanded rapidly under the gaze of all the cultivators, and then suddenly exploded.

It was like the sun exploding, covering an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Before those magic weapons could get close to Wei Zhong, they were completely blown away by the explosive force.

As for the monks who were blocking the way, they were not in a much better situation. They were rolled back and crashed into the mountains and forests without making much of a sound.

Such a terrifying explosion force directly frightened many people who wanted to rob and kill.

They all stood there in a daze, even Zhu Hanpeng had a dull look on his face, recognizing the source of the magic:

"Yangyan Explosion, isn't this a third-level magic that can only be used by the Jindan stage?
"One yang exploded, enough to cover a radius of ten miles. It is a true explosion technique that does not distinguish between friend and foe. Where did Wei Zhong get the ability to collect such techniques?"

At this moment, Zhu Hanpeng was a little confused.

However, when the aftermath of the explosion completely dissipated, the next scene was even more jaw-dropping.

I saw a layer of black light shield covering Wei Zhong like an eggshell. He slowly stretched out his right hand and tore open the light shield, and his lower body was intact.

Even the robe was not stained with the slightest bit of filth.

[Third-level spell: Yinshui Shield·Master (32%)]

Looking at the somewhat damaged Yinshui Cover, Wei Zhong seemed a little dissatisfied:

"After all, I got this Yinshui Cover a short time ago, so I am not proficient in using it yet."

Looking down at the forest, Wei Zhong saw people crowding around, some retreating and some advancing.

After this move, some people were frightened and threw out their magic swords and flew away.

However, the other group of people were completely the opposite. They thought that Wei Zhong was just a Qi-refining cultivator, and to use such a powerful spell, most of his magic power must have been consumed. This was a good opportunity for them to take action.

"Everyone, this man has been selling magic tools in the market for more than fifty years. His wealth is enough to support you and me to cultivate to the foundation building stage... If we don't take action now, when will we take action?"

Everyone rushed forward, and few noticed that the first-level magic weapons that had just fallen had been turned into molten iron under the residual heat.

“You’re really not afraid of death!”

Wei Zhong shook his head slightly, and various magic techniques appeared on his hands.

Frost Arrows, spiritual energy condenses into ice arrows and shoots out as a rain of arrows...

Iron Prison, the grass seeds in the air sprouted and turned into thorns covered with iron thorns...

The Golden Sword Technique, the energy of the Golden Element transforms into a physical weapon to resist the magical weapon...

The magic of chaos interferes with other people's five senses. In a flash, thousands of Wei Zhong virtual bodies appeared in the world, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake...

Five elements, yin and yang, soul illusion, poison...

Many magic spells were performed by Wei Zhong, and the auras of various spells were like colorful clouds exploding in the sky.

Zhu Hanpeng, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned:

"Could this person be a Qi cultivator?"

(End of this chapter)