The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

While the master and the disciple were talking, the disciple ran back and returned the token to Zhu Que.

After sending the disciple away, Zhu Que threw the token to Matthew and said, "In Qingyu Valley, the tokens of outer disciples are blue, and those of inner disciples are cyan. You keep this token, it is a symbol of your identity."

Although Matthew did not know what outer and inner disciples were, he knew from the look in the disciple's eyes that his status must be high.

After receiving the token, Matthew pinned it around his waist.

At this time, he noticed that Zhu Que was wearing a black token around his waist, which seemed to be one level higher than his cyan token.

"Call those guys from the outer sect in, if others see them, they will think I did something to them." Zhu Que ordered after Matthew hung up the identity token.

According to Zhu Que's instructions, Matthew called back the monks who were driven out of the outer sect, and then stood beside Zhu Que.

The people who came back were all the casual cultivators selected by Qingyu Valley this time. They all looked at Matthew with curious eyes.

However, they were not familiar with Matthew, so it was not easy for them to ask what happened before.

"There are still a few days before the end of this selection. This is the experience of alchemy that I wrote when I was free. You can take a look." Seeing Matthew standing there like a wooden stake, Zhu Que smiled slightly, took out a booklet from the storage bag and handed it to Matthew.

"Yes, Master." Matthew took the booklet respectfully and walked aside to read it.

This tent is restricted, and people outside cannot hear the people inside talking.

Therefore, when these casual cultivators heard Matthew calling Zhu Que Master, they all widened their eyes.

In the following time, casual cultivators came in one after another, and some of them wanted to worship Qingyu Valley with alchemy.

But their alchemy skills were too crude. Except for one person who successfully refined a furnace of nourishing qi pills, the rest all failed.

Zhu Que was also very angry and shouted that they were wasting medicinal materials.

In the end, only the person who succeeded in refining was left, and the rest were all driven out by him.

One of them was unwilling to give up and clamored to try again, but was directly slapped out of the tent by Zhu Que.

The man who refined a furnace of nourishing qi pills was called Li Mu. According to his own explanation, he came from a family of immortal cultivators, and his family was also famous for refining pills, but his family fell into decline and finally became a casual cultivator.

When Li Mu heard from the people in the same tent that Matthew was accepted as a disciple by Zhu Que, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he also walked in front of Zhu Que.

"Junior Li Mu, I have admired the master for a long time, so I want to worship the master and learn superb skills to serve the sect." Li Mu's attitude was very humble, and even Matthew, who was reading a book on the side, was slightly stunned after hearing what he said. In his heart, he thought that this person was much more polite than before.

"I have heard of the Li family, but I already have an apprentice, so you should look for someone better." Zhu Que said calmly after opening his eyes.

"Master, can you let me compete with your apprentice to see who has a higher attainment in alchemy? You can make a choice then, how about that!" Li Mu said unwillingly after being rejected by Zhu Que.

After Li Mu finished speaking, Zhu Que, who was originally quite kind, suddenly became furious, jumped up and pointed at Li Mu's nose and cursed: "Who do you think you are? Do I need you to point fingers when I choose my apprentice? If my apprentice is not as good as you, does it mean that I, an old man, have a bad eye?"

After being scolded by Zhu Que, Li Mu immediately realized that his words were inappropriate, but it was impossible to redeem himself. He could only walk to the side and sit down with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Matthew did not expect Li Mu to make such a request. He originally thought that Li Mu still had some brains and at least spoke appropriately.

Unfortunately, it was just an illusion. Anyone with a little bit of brains would not say such words. It was clearly to embarrass Zhu Que.

Because of Li Mu's previous actions, no one in the tent dared to speak.

Only Matthew was different. He walked to Zhu Que and squatted down and said, "Master, I still don't understand the process of refining this Qi Condensation Pill..."

Zhu Que had a bad face to others, but when the only disciple asked, he was kind and patient to explain to Matthew the main points needed when refining the Qi Condensation Pill.

Zhu Que explained that there was no soundproof cover, and other people in the tent could hear it.

When Li Mu heard Zhu Que's explanation, he also raised his head and listened carefully.

Matthew not only asked questions, but also gave some of his own ideas from time to time. Occasionally, a few ideas could even make Zhu Que ponder for a moment before answering.

This made Zhu Que look at Matthew with more love, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Good master, I will serve you tea next time." After the doubts in his heart were answered, Matthew stood up and smiled.

Through Zhu Que's explanation, some of Matthew's vague ideas were confirmed, and he became more and more satisfied with this cheap master.

"Stinky boy, you are disrespectful." After glaring at Matthew, Zhu Que laughed.

Zhu Que had said before that he didn't like tedious things, and his temper was a bit according to his temperament. Matthew deliberately used a slightly teasing tone to test him. Seeing that the other party was not really angry, he understood a little bit.

But Li Mu looked at Matthew with envy and jealousy.

"Master, I saw some people were not brought here before. Where did they go?" Matthew was a little flustered when he didn't see Liu Xingjian for a long time, so he had to ask Zhu Que again.

His purpose in joining Qingyu Valley was Liu Xingjian. If something unexpected happened to the other party and he was not selected, it would be a real mistake.

"This time everyone in our sect came on the Qingyun Boat. Those with outstanding qualifications took the Qingyun Boat with them after being selected. You must be asking why you didn't see the Qingyun Boat. That's because it is above Within the clouds." Zhu Que replied calmly after opening his eyes.

In his eyes, Matthew was just a casual cultivator, and it was normal for him to be curious about the sect's things.

"That's it." Matthew showed a clear look, and at the same time, he was greatly relieved.

He saw with his own eyes that Liu Xingjian had dual spiritual root qualifications, and Qingyu Valley would not let go of such a person.

Thinking about it, the other party must be in that Qingyun boat now.

Matthew, who was relieved, did not ask any other questions. He sat in the corner and quietly read the book on alchemy experience written by Zhu Que himself.

When Matthew first came into contact with alchemy, he referred to the alchemy experience of Master Wang Xian so that he could become an alchemist.

Now that he has the experience of a more powerful alchemist, and the worries in his heart have been relieved, he is immersed in reading between the lines.

Seeing Matthew observing his experience so seriously, Zhu Que's eyes once again showed relief.