The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

"What is the Blood Evil Pool?" Matthew asked curiously.

The name sounded like something from the devil's way.

"This Blood Evil Pool is made by condensing the essence of blood and the Heavenly Evil Qi, and then refining it with a special secret method. This thing is useless to ordinary cultivators, and even contact with it for a long time will affect their character."

"But cultivators who practice magic skills are very envious of the Blood Evil Pool. Practicing in the Blood Evil Pool can quickly improve their cultivation, and it can also strengthen the body and replenish blood and qi."

Sure enough, just as Matthew guessed, this Blood Evil Pool is really a thing from the devil's way.

"Every time the Sunset Hall is opened, there will be magic cultivators entering it, and their purpose is to find this Blood Evil Pool." Master Lingzun continued.

After hearing what Master Lingzun said, Matthew's eyes flashed, and his eyes looking at the Blood Evil Pool became a little different.

The Blood Dragon Sutra and Black Dragon Art he practiced are actually a kind of magic skills, and this Blood Evil Pool is also very useful to him.

"Can this thing be taken away?" Matthew asked.

"If the master has the cultivation of the spirit transformation, he can take it away." Master Lingzun chuckled.

His meaning was clear. With Matthew's current cultivation, it was simply a pipe dream to want to take away the blood evil pool.

With a pout, Matthew walked to the wooden door and began to set up restrictions.

Since he couldn't take it away and he didn't want to take risks everywhere, he could just wait here until the time was up.

In order to prevent someone from breaking in, Matthew also asked Master Lingzun to help set up a few restrictions.

After doing all this, Matthew took off his clothes and stepped into the blood evil pool.

When his body touched the pool water, Matthew shuddered suddenly.

The pool water was so cold that he felt like he had entered the ten thousand year black ice.

Moreover, the pool water was like a living thing, turning into a trace of cold and violent energy that drilled into Matthew's body.

Activating the blood dragon sutra, Matthew began to refine the energy that drilled into his body.

He had previously absorbed a lot of blood rocks in the Blood Rock Desert, which improved the Blood Dragon Sutra a lot.

Seeing that he did not feel any discomfort when refining energy, Matthew gradually relaxed.

He sat cross-legged, and after pinching his hands, more energy flowed into his body.

The Blood Dragon Sutra and the Black Dragon Sutra have many similarities. Although practicing the two techniques at the same time has greatly improved his strength, the speed of practice has been greatly slowed down.

Now this Blood Evil Pool is a rare opportunity to quickly improve these two techniques, and Matthew does not want to waste any time.

As more and more energy is absorbed, a blood-red vortex appears in Matthew's Dantian.

The location of this vortex is below the Dao base.

Every time it sprays a wisp of blood-colored air, it will be immediately absorbed and refined by the Dao base.

Matthew's golden elixir was originally gold, silver and black, and after practicing the Blood Dragon Sutra, a touch of blood color appeared.

It's just that the blood color is very light, as for why, even Matthew himself doesn't know.

Now, the Dao base continues to absorb the blood-colored air and merge it into the golden elixir.

The blood-colored line on the golden elixir became a little darker.

At the same time, the mana in Matthew's body was also growing little by little.

When practicing, Matthew would also silently estimate the time.

He stayed here for half a month.

The originally full pool of liquid has also shrunk by more than half.

This half month is enough to offset Matthew's decades of hard practice, allowing his cultivation to directly reach the peak of the middle stage of the Jindan.

This is still under his deliberate control.

The reason for control is that he wants to make all the four exercises he practices reach the same level.

Although he is still in the middle stage of the Jindan, the mana in his body has been re-tempered and is more powerful than before.

Matthew made a hand gesture, and a vortex formed around him, and a large amount of liquid flowed into his body.

Suddenly, Matthew's body radiated red and black light.

Then, his body gradually grew larger.

It actually turned directly into the transformed form.

As more and more liquid was absorbed, a blurred pattern appeared on Matthew's back.

The pattern was too blurred to see what it looked like.

After the pattern appeared, it emitted a trace of blood.

The liquid in the pool suddenly changed direction and all rushed towards the pattern.

When the pattern absorbed the liquid, sharp and thick nails grew on Matthew's ten fingers.

Not only that, his body became stronger.

However, the aura emanating from his whole body was even more violent.

Finally, two sharp fangs emerged from the corners of Matthew's mouth, as long as his middle finger.

The liquid in the pool was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the last drop of liquid was absorbed into his body, Matthew stood up suddenly.

With a wave of his arm, five claws emerged, breaking a gap in the pool.

With his hands dancing, countless claws grabbed in all directions.

The tables were all turned into ashes after being touched by the claws.

Even the surrounding walls were left with deep claw marks.

Jumping out of the pool, Matthew kept grabbing at a wall.

Soon, a big hole was scratched on the wall.

Matthew's cheek twitched, and he dodged to the other side and continued to grab the wall.

Just as Matthew continued to destroy the wall, a loud noise was heard.

Turning around, he saw that it was the wooden door that was forcibly destroyed.

A figure flashed from outside and came into the stone room.

The person who came in looked at Matthew and then at the pool without any liquid, and then his face showed extreme anger.

"Haizi!" When Matthew spoke, a cloud of white mist spurted out of his mouth.

The person who came was the rather mysterious Haizi.

Before entering the Sunset Palace, Matthew had paid special attention to him.

Haizi jumped from the Qi Refining Stage to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul in just a few decades. There must be a big secret on him.

But at that time, Master Lingzun said that although Haizi had a Nascent Soul in his body, it did not belong to him.

"I have spent my whole life for the Blood Evil Pool, but I never thought that you, a monster, would take the lead. Then I can only refine you!" Haizi said in an old voice.

After that, Haizi's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Matthew.

A black light flashed in his hand, and he pressed a palm on Matthew's chest.

"Bang!"

The tall Matthew was hit by the palm and fell heavily on the wall behind him like a cannonball.

Before Matthew could recover, Haizi waved his arm, and a black hand appeared, grabbing Matthew's neck.

"Is this the strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul?" Matthew, who had no power to fight back, was lifted up by the big hand and said in horror.

This Haizi's strength is far above that of the Frost Fairy. Even if the Frost Fairy used her last resort, she was not as good as Haizi.

Haizi's eyes were cold, and after pinching his hands, a seal was cast.

When the seal fell on Matthew, it turned into four thick black chains, binding his limbs.