The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew didn't feel anything on the flat road.

When he entered the forest, he realized how difficult it was to keep speed and avoid various obstacles.

Because he rushed too hard, Matthew hit several trees in a row.

He was also dizzy from the collision.

This was the purpose of his coming here. No matter how badly he crashed, Matthew did not retreat at all.

For a while, the originally quiet Dawang Mountain was often filled with collision sounds and Matthew's screams.

Matthew knew that spells needed to be practiced one by one.

Therefore, he did not practice any other spells, and put all his thoughts on the Wind Control Technique and Light Body Technique.

However, before practicing, he still needed to take a look at the poison jar.

After taking out the poison jar from the storage bag, Matthew took out the purple small tripod.

He had two storage bags on him, in order to prevent accidents from happening if the poison jar and the small tripod were placed in the same storage bag.

He deliberately stored the two things separately.

After placing the poison jar and the small tripod in front of him, Matthew looked at them carefully.

After watching for a long time, he saw that neither of the two things had any reaction. Confused, he put the two things together.

But nothing happened.

"Did I really sense it wrong?" Matthew scratched his head and said to himself.

After thinking for a while, Matthew opened the lid of the poison jar.

All the poisonous fireflies flew out the moment the lid was opened.

Now, Matthew was stunned.

He forgot that he had not practiced the insect repellent method. Now he opened the lid rashly, and all the poisonous fireflies flew away.

Cursing stupidity, Matthew looked into the jar.

It was empty inside, nothing.

He took out a pot of clean water from the storage bag and poured it into the poison jar. After cleaning it, Matthew observed the situation inside again.

But the result was still the same, there was nothing inside.

Now, Matthew was really stunned.

After spending four medium-grade Qi Gathering Pills, did he get such a useless jar in exchange?

He was depressed, and when he thought of the four middle-grade Qi-gathering pills, an evil spirit arose in his heart.

He grabbed the jar and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Pah"

The jar was smashed to pieces after it fell to the ground.

Matthew did not expect that this jar looked very solid, but it was so fragile.

It was broken into pieces in just one hit.

Before Matthew could regret his impulsiveness, he saw the purple small tripod next to him suddenly swinging left and right.

"Fragments?" Matthew was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something.

He picked up a piece of fragment and threw it into the mouth of the tripod.

But the purple small tripod did not react at all, and it was still swinging left and right.

After taking out the fragment and throwing it away, he picked up another piece and put it in.

The small tripod had such a reaction, which meant that it must be related to these fragments.

Matthew's speed was getting faster and faster, and there were not many fragments on the ground.

After he put a slightly black and purple fragment into the mouth of the tripod.

The small tripod suddenly released a charming purple light.

At the moment the purple light appeared, Matthew felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then he knew nothing.

When he woke up, he found himself in a foggy space.

This space was all purple, and there was nothing around.

Looking down, he found a disc under his feet.

However, there were countless cracks on the disc.

After circling the disc several times, Matthew found that one crack was different from the others, as if it had been repaired.

"Could it be... that the previous piece was used to repair this disc?" Combined with the previous situation, Matthew muttered to himself with some uncertainty.

When he reached out to touch the crack, something that did not belong to him suddenly appeared in his mind.

After a moment, Matthew suddenly raised his head and laughed.

Through the information in his mind, he knew something about the purple tripod.

The place where he was now was the space inside the tripod, and the reason why he came here was indeed because of the purple-black fragment.

That fragment could be used to repair the disc under his feet.

Every time he gets a fragment, he can enter this space.

This space is magical, and time passes ten times slower than outside.

Ten hours pass outside, but only one hour passes in this space.

There is no spiritual energy in this space, and Matthew cannot practice here.

However, although he cannot practice, his mana in his body will not be consumed at all here.

In other words, Matthew can practice magic here without worrying about mana.

He is also limited in time in this space.

When Matthew finished absorbing the brain center, an hourglass appeared in front of him.

As long as the hourglass reaches the bottom, it is time for him to leave.

Now that he knows that there are such great benefits in this space, Matthew no longer wastes time.

He cannot leave the range of this disc now, but this is enough.

After pinching the magic formula, a fist-sized fireball was released.

After releasing a fireball, Matthew found that the mana in his body did not change at all, and he was relieved immediately.

The fireball flew into the purple mist in front of him and disappeared immediately.

Matthew didn't look at the disappearing fireballs, but continued to make the magic formula.

Matthew didn't know if he would encounter such fragments again, so he cherished this opportunity.

Now, Matthew is concentrating on practicing the fireball technique.

At the beginning, his casting speed can be said to be extremely slow.

At this casting speed, if he fights with others, he will definitely reveal a huge flaw to his opponent.

What he needs to do now is to speed up the casting speed while ensuring that the fireball can be released smoothly.

This is not something that can be achieved overnight, and it requires a long period of practice to achieve.

After practicing dozens of times, Matthew looked up at the hourglass and felt relieved knowing that he still had a long time.

As more and more fireballs were released, Matthew could no longer remember how many times he had practiced.

But he still practiced tirelessly.

And his progress was also obvious, and his casting speed was several times faster than at the beginning.

However, this was far from enough for Matthew.

Next, he began to cast the wind control technique while casting the fireball technique.

This was something he suddenly thought of when he was practicing just now.

When monks fight each other, both sides cannot stand still and must move around.

If the Wind Controlling Technique and Fireball Technique can be combined well, it will certainly enhance the means of fighting the enemy.

However, although the idea is good, he has not mastered either the Wind Controlling Technique or the Fireball Technique.

Now the difficulty of forcing the two spells to be combined has increased several times.

Failure is inevitable. Matthew immediately pinched his hands as soon as he performed the Wind Controlling Technique.

But before the fireball was released, he had already reached the edge of the disc.

When he stood on the edge, the disc would release a purple light.

Matthew, who could not control his body, bumped into the purple light, and it felt like he was hitting a wall.