The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

"Master, this is where I usually live. It's very quiet and basically no one will disturb me." Hyacinthus said respectfully after arriving.

The environment here made Matthew quite satisfied. He nodded and said, "Since it's your residence, where will you live after I move in?"

"Master, don't worry. I will never disturb your practice. I have another place to live somewhere else," Hyacinthus said with a slight bow.

"Here are ten spirit stones, which can be regarded as rent. I won't be here for too long, at most a year or so. These spirit stones should be enough." Matthew took out the spirit stones from the storage bag and said.

"Enough, enough." Ten spirit stones, he couldn't earn them in a year, so how could Hyacinthus think it was too little.

After collecting the spirit stones, Hyacinthus asked Matthew to wait outside for a while, and went in to pack up his things.

After Hyacinthus left with a big bag, Matthew walked in slowly.

He had already scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and there was nothing unusual.

In order not to be disturbed, Matthew began to set up the magic array.

He had two sets of magic arrays in his hand, so he simply set them all up.

The range of the Eight-Gate Golden Light Array was large, so Matthew set it up around his residence.

The psychedelic array was set up at the door. In case of any accidents, if the Eight-Gate Golden Light Array could not stop it, the psychedelic array might be able to resist for a while.

After setting up the magic array, Matthew adjusted his mind and began to refine the elixir.

Every time he got a new elixir formula, Matthew needed to spend some time to comprehend it.

It took him nearly two months to comprehend the elixir formula in his hand.

However, this place is indeed secluded, and no one came here to disturb him for two months.

Late at night that day, after finishing refining a furnace of elixir, Matthew came outside.

Continuous alchemy made him feel a little tired, and he planned to rest outside tonight.

Looking up at the night sky above, Matthew felt his tense nerves relax a little.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came.

Matthew was puzzled and hurriedly took out the cloud cover to cover himself, then hid in the corner next to him.

After performing the spiritual eye technique, Matthew saw five people running towards where he lived.

Among these five people, one was running in front, and four were chasing behind.

The five people were very fast, and they had arrived near where Matthew was hiding in a few breaths.

At this time, Matthew finally saw clearly that the person running in front was the monk who came here on the same ship as him.

The four people chasing behind had unfamiliar faces, not the monks who followed behind.

The monk with an ordinary face had multiple wounds on his body at this moment, and his clothes were mostly stained with blood. Seeing that his breath was weak and chaotic, he should have suffered a lot of internal injuries.

For some reason, this person stopped here and did not continue to run away.

"Zuo Qiunan, why don't you run away? Is this place good for Feng Shui? Are you going to be buried here?" After seeing the man stop, a thin man who was chasing behind him mocked.

"Humph, I'm unlucky. I actually ran into you four bastards after being injured." The man called Zuo Qiunan said viciously.

"What bastards? We are the famous Huang Ling Four Evils." Another fat man with a fat body said with a smile.

Don't look at his harmless face, the blood on the big knife in his hand has not dried yet.

In addition to the thin man and the fat man, there is a burly man with only one eye.

Next to him stood a woman with a relatively ordinary face, but revealing clothes and an extremely attractive figure.

After the fat man finished speaking, the four began to move slowly and surrounded Zuo Qiunan.

"Daoyou, don't come out!" Zuo Qiunan, who was surrounded, sneered and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, the four evils of Huang Ling became nervous, and they kept scanning the surroundings after releasing all their spiritual consciousness.

When a spiritual consciousness swept across the cloud-covering cloth, Matthew secretly said that it was not good.

When Matthew was thinking of a countermeasure, the big knife in the fat man's hand had already flown out.

The target was also very clear, that is, coming towards Matthew.

In desperation, Matthew could only give up hiding, and released a long sword to knock the big knife away and reveal his figure.

"Brother Wang, you are really here, this is what you want." After Matthew appeared, before he had time to explain, Zuo Qiunan shouted.

"Wang, your second uncle's leg, my surname is Ma!" Matthew knew that this was Zuo Qiunan's deliberate words for the four evils of Huang Ling to hear, and hurriedly cursed.

After Matthew finished speaking, Zuo Qiunan immediately took out something from his arms and threw it at him.

Matthew did not catch it, and let it fall to the ground.

This is a blue sign with a pattern similar to an island painted on it.

When Zuo Qiunan threw out the blue token, the eyes of the four evil Huanglings immediately followed the token.

Seeing this scene, Matthew laughed helplessly.

He had experienced this situation once. Yuan Zhi of Dawang Mountain used this method to make him fight with the black-robed monk for a while.

Now on Huangling Island, thousands of miles away, Zuo Qiunan actually used the same method.