The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Standing on the edge of the cliff for two days.

During these two days, Matthew and Wu Kun did not say a word, just silently looking at the sea in front of them.

On the third day, when he exhaled a breath of turbid air and was about to return to the village, his body shook slightly, and the whole person fell into a strange state.

Matthew felt as if he had turned into a ball of light floating in the air.

When he looked down, he found that his physical body was still standing on the edge of the cliff, and he was still holding the purple tripod in his hand.

His mind was blank now, and he had no idea what was going on.

Under his gaze, he was getting farther and farther away from his physical body, floating towards the boundless sea.

All this was out of his control, and the only thing Matthew could do was look around.

After floating on the sea for an unknown period of time, Matthew found himself floating upwards.

Soon, the vast and boundless sea surface had turned into a small dot.

His physical body could no longer be seen at all.

"Is this the end of the sky?" When he floated to a very high place and the whole world turned into a small dot, Matthew whispered softly.

After floating for an unknown period of time, Matthew saw an extremely long pillar.

This pillar seemed to be able to connect heaven and earth, with no top and no bottom.

As he floated towards the pillar little by little, Matthew found that the pillar was extremely thick, like a huge mountain.

But he had never seen such a high mountain.

After approaching the pillar, Matthew slowly descended.

After descending for an unknown period of time, Matthew saw a person at a position on the pillar.

To be precise, it was a corpse that had already passed away.

Although it was just a corpse, Matthew could feel a terrifying aura emanating from the corpse.

This aura was stronger than the one he had seen from the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Matthew didn't know what level of cultivation the corpse had when he was alive.

His body floated towards the corpse uncontrollably.

After approaching it until it was less than ten feet away, Matthew stopped.

This was not because he wanted to stop, but because he was forced to stop.

Suddenly, a familiar feeling came.

Matthew glanced and found that the purple tripod had appeared beside him.

Seeing the small tripod constantly jumping, Matthew knew that there must be something he needed in the storage bag on the corpse.

But he couldn't move forward now, and couldn't get the storage bag at all.

After watching for a while, Matthew fell down little by little.

When he landed at the bottom and saw the two low mountains next to him, he was completely stunned.

"Dawang Mountain... Xiaowang Mountain... Could it be that the pillar is Tongtian Peak!" Matthew almost said in a lost voice after the familiar picture appeared in his mind.

After a glance, Matthew really saw Wangxian City.

Just when he was about to take a few more glances at this place where he had lived for more than ten years, his head suddenly buzzed.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was still standing on the edge of the cliff, and the purple tripod and the cage were still there.

Matthew opened his mouth and wanted to ask what happened just now, but found that he couldn't describe the experience just now.

Looking at Wu Kun again, it seemed that he didn't find anything abnormal about himself, so Matthew could only bury the matter in his heart.

"There are things needed for the purple tripod on Tongtian Peak, most likely fragments. It seems that I must find a chance to go back." Thinking silently in his heart, after putting away the purple tripod, Matthew walked towards the village.

When he came to the house where he lived, Matthew saw He Lang standing at the door with a dozen children waiting.

When he saw Matthew coming, He Lang immediately stepped forward and bowed and said: "Senior, please test the spiritual roots of these children."

"Let's line up in order." Matthew nodded.

The process of testing the spiritual roots is not complicated. Matthew was afraid that he would check it wrong, so he spent a little more time.

After testing all the dozen children, it only took an hour.

Among the dozen children, four have spiritual root qualifications, the best is three spiritual roots, and the worst is five spiritual roots.

"He Lang, you said that the people in the village make a living by fishing. Don't they encounter monsters after going out to sea?" After all the children left, Matthew asked with a little curiosity.

"Replying to the senior, our fishing boats are all made by cultivators and are very sturdy. Moreover, we only hunt near the island. Those powerful monsters live in the deep sea and will not be dangerous." He Lang laughed.

The old man was very satisfied that he could check out four children with spiritual roots.

"I am interested in the Qingli demon fish that can be used to refine Qingli Dan. Can you catch it?" Matthew asked after touching his chin.

He is indeed in urgent need of some new pills to improve his cultivation. If the Qingli demon fish is easy to catch, it would be a good idea.

"The Qingli demon fish is usually not easy to encounter, but they pass through this island every year to spawn elsewhere." After He Lang finished speaking, he counted with his fingers and continued: "This time the Qingli fish group should arrive in less than two months."

"Okay, then I will stay here for some time. When I catch the Qingli demon fish, I can exchange it with me. You should need the Bigu Pill." Matthew said with a turn of his eyes.

“The Bigu Pill is a good thing. Besides being afraid of encountering bad weather when we go out to sea, filling our stomachs is also a big problem. I will pass on your message and try to catch more Qingli Demon Fish.” Upon hearing about the Bigu Pill, He Lang was immediately delighted.