The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After walking forward for a while,

Matthew hid in a big tree.

Not far in front of him, a group of monks were besieging a light curtain.

This light curtain followed the monk's continuous attacks.

The colors are also constantly changing.

Inside the light curtain, there is just a gray stone.

Bingpo Zhenren was among the people besieging him.

Except for him, the others are all members of the Black Evil Cult.

Among them, Mu Hai, who is most fearful to Matthew, is also among them.

Matthew didn't know why the Black Demon Cult's people attacked the light curtain.

Judging from the current situation.

It would be extremely difficult for him to kill the real Bingpo.

After standing on the tree and thinking for a moment.

Matthew decided to hold off on taking action for now.

It's better to observe for a while first and see if we can find an opportunity for Bingpo Zhenren to be alone.

Half a month has passed since this observation.

People from the Black Evil Cult were attacking the light curtain day and night.

After such a long period of consumption.

The light emitted by the light curtain has also dimmed to the extreme.

It won't be long before it breaks.

Matthew took advantage of this half month.

Completely restore mana.

He had been observing here for so long.

The people from the Black Evil Cult didn't notice anything.

On this day, there was a crisp cracking sound.

The light curtain finally couldn't hold on and collapsed.

After the light curtain collapsed, everyone, including Bingpo Zhenren, sat down to recover their mana.

After resting for a while, Mu Hai took out a jade bottle.

After opening the bottle cap and pouring some liquid into your mouth.

Then he handed the jade bottle to the monk beside him.

The monk took the jade bottle and quickly poured some liquid from it.

Matthew watched from a distance.

The liquid in the jade bottle is the ten thousand years of cold marrow that he is very familiar with.

For this thing, he searched hard for a long time but never found a drop.

It's not his bad luck.

A treasure like this can restore mana in a very short time.

Even if someone owns it, they will definitely keep it as a treasure.

No one would sell this thing.

After all the Black Evil Cult monks here drink the ten thousand years of cold marrow.

Everyone stood up.

Mu Hai took the lead to walk in front of the gray stone.

I saw him take out a stone from the storage bag that was the same color as the stone in front of him.

After placing the stone in your hand on top of the stone.

The stone suddenly lit up with colorful glow.

Immediately, a colorful halo appeared in front of Mu Hai.

Without any hesitation, Mu Hai stepped directly into the halo.

In an instant, Mu Hai's figure disappeared.

Then, the other Black Demon Cult monks followed in one by one.

But only Bingpo Zhenren stood still and did not move.

Until all the Heisha Cult members walked into the halo.

Wait until the halo disappears completely.

Bingpo Zhenren still stood where he was.

This made Matthew a little strange.

However, this is a good thing for him.

And just when Matthew was about to launch a sneak attack.

There was a series of footsteps not far away.

This made his movements pause.

After gathering his breath, he continued squatting on the tree.

Bingpo Zhenren's abnormality is probably related to the people coming here now.

Because he was afraid that his spiritual consciousness would be discovered, Matthew did not release his spiritual consciousness.

Soon, a group of men dressed in the costumes of the Temple of Slaughter walked past under the big tree where Matthew was.

When Matthew saw the man at the head who was ten feet tall, his expression changed slightly.

"Tushen Temple, Xing Zhan, one of the four deputy hall masters, when did they come here."

Matthew was a little surprised and muttered to himself.

Seeing Xing Zhan and his party arriving here, Master Bingpo turned around.

"Have they all gone in?" Xing Zhan asked Master Bingpo immediately after arriving.

"Yes, it didn't take long to go in, less than an hour." Master Bingpo nodded.

"Aren't they suspicious if you don't go in?" Xing Zhan continued to ask.

Even when facing the immortal Bingpo who had been famous in the Sea of ​​Prisoners for a long time, Xing Zhan still had a domineering and aloof attitude.

"My cooperation with them ends here. Naturally, they will not suspect anything." Master Bingpo said calmly.

"Okay, here's your reward."

Xing Zhan nodded with satisfaction, and after finishing speaking, he took out a wooden box from his storage bag and handed it to Bingpo Zhenren.

The originally calm Master Bingpo finally showed a smile after seeing the wooden box.

He reached out to take the wooden box, opened it, took a look, and immediately put the wooden box away.

"The rest is your business, so I won't get involved."

After Master Bingpo put away the wooden box, he said a quick word and left.

Xing Zhan did not stop him at all from Bingpo Zhenren's departure.

Matthew noticed, though.

When Bingpo Zhenren was about to disappear.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Xing Zhan's mouth.

But he quickly put it away.

"According to the plan, let's start setting up the magic circle. Those bastards have been working on all kinds of nonsense every day, so it's time to get rid of it all."

When Matthew was about to leave, he heard Xing Zhan's voice.

Through the conversation between Bingpo Zhenren and Xing Zhan just now, Matthew also knew.

It turns out that Bingpo Zhenren is pretending to cooperate with the people of the Black Evil Cult.

His real identity is from the God-Slaughtering Temple.

The God-Slaughtering Temple came here to completely wipe out the Black Evil Sect.

Matthew would naturally not get involved in such things.

He left this place quickly and looked for the Bingpo Zhenren who had already left according to the mark.