The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

This is an extremely large underground cave, and you can't see the end at a glance.

The air is filled with a disgusting stench that goes straight into people's nasal cavity.

The walls of the cave flicker with strange phosphorescence from time to time, flickering, barely illuminating a small area around.

With this weak light, you can see that the cave walls are covered with strange rocks and criss-crossing cracks, as if it is a terrifying picture created by the magic of nature.

Not far from Matthew, the skinny old man who was originally sucked into the abyss is also struggling to stand up slowly from the ground.

I saw that his body was shaking, his face was covered with dust, and his eyes revealed a deep confusion and fear.

Obviously, this sudden change also caught the old man off guard, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

At this moment, in this completely unfamiliar and dangerous dark world, Matthew's anger could no longer be suppressed.

He turned his head suddenly like a frightened beast, staring at the skinny old man with a sharp gaze.

His eyes were full of anger and doubt, as if he wanted to see through the other person.

At the same time, he tried his best to lower his voice, but the power contained in it was chilling. He shouted in a deep voice: "What's going on? You clearly promised me before that the ban had been successfully opened! But what about the current situation? I paid a whole set of rare Tongtian Lingbao in the world for this! But now, tell me what's going on!"

At this point, he was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

When he thought that he had spent such a huge price and went through so much hardship to collect the Tongtian Lingbao, which was wasted in vain, but in the end he got such a desperate ending, Matthew's anger instantly burned to the peak.

He clenched his fists involuntarily, and because he was too strong, the knuckles began to turn white, showing his extreme anger and unwillingness at the moment.

After the initial shock, the skinny old man quickly regained his composure.

In this dark, damp, and decayed underground cave, his face, which had experienced the vicissitudes of time and was full of ravines, gradually faded away the panic, replaced by a cold indifference.

It seemed that the chaotic and dangerous scene around him was just a passing cloud, not worth causing any ripples in his heart.

I saw his withered arm slowly raised, his bony fingers like a branch that had experienced the cold winter, trembling but firmly pointing upwards, his lips slightly moving, and the words he uttered were plain and mysterious: "Don't panic, just look up."

Matthew was upset by this sudden change, and his anxiety and anger were nowhere to vent. Hearing the old man's words, he couldn't help but be startled at first, and a trace of doubt and surprise flashed in his eyes.

But after all, he was also a man who had experienced wind and rain and had a tough mind. He came back to his senses in an instant and realized that in this chaos, he might have missed something key.

So, he closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, tried to calm the waves in his heart, and suppressed the anger that was about to burst out.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, followed the direction pointed by the old man, and looked up quickly and vigilantly.

This sight made him stand still for a moment, as if he was hit by an invisible spell.

His eyes widened and his pupils shrank sharply, as if he saw a strange scene that could subvert his cognition.

The stone platform, which was originally only a few feet high and inconspicuous, was now like a towering peak rising from the ground, stretching straight into the endless darkness. Roughly estimated, its height was at least a hundred feet.

The top of the stone platform was looming in the faint light, still maintaining its original appearance, but its lower part was like a winding dragon, extending all the way to the underground space where they were, until it disappeared into the darkness, making it impossible to peek into its full appearance.

Matthew was full of shock and confusion. He could never have imagined that this seemingly ordinary stone platform would hide such an amazing secret.

It turned out that this stone platform had such a towering body from the beginning, but when the palace on the ground existed, most of its body was cleverly covered under layers of bricks and buildings, like a hidden giant, silently dormant until this moment, when its shocking true appearance was unreservedly displayed in front of them.

This sudden discovery made Matthew realize that this stone platform was much more complicated than he had imagined.

"It seems that after I was locked up, the man revised the restrictions here again. Your Tongtian Lingbao was not wasted in vain, and the restrictions on it have been opened. Come with me to the bottom of the stone platform." Seeing that Matthew did not continue to make trouble, the skinny old man said slowly.

After speaking, he raised his feet without hesitation and walked straight in a certain direction ahead.

From his resolute expression, it seemed that he had a clear goal and decision in his heart.

When Matthew saw this scene, he did not dare to delay for a moment. He hurriedly hugged Na Luo in his arms and followed closely behind the skinny old man.

At this time, after Naluo regained his footing on Matthew's shoulders, he telepathically transmitted to Matthew: "Master, have you noticed that that weird old man seems to be speaking more and more fluently now?" La?"

Matthew nodded slightly and agreed: "Well, that's true. Compared to before, he speaks much more fluently now."

Naluo's eyes rolled around, and the plan came to mind, and then he said to Matthew: "In this case, let me test him."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Matthew could react, Naluo couldn't wait to shout loudly at the skinny old man walking in front of him: "Hey... old man!... Old man, didn't you just say that I have something on my body?" What is something special? Can you tell us what it is?”

However, even though Naluo shouted at the top of his lungs, the skinny old man walking in front did not stop.

However, he did respond to Na Luo's question.

I just heard him say in a tepid and unhurried tone: "After you leave here, you go to the birch forest, where you can find the answer you want."

His voice was neither cold nor enthusiastic, it sounded like he was talking to himself.