The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

"There is no Jiazi grass." After checking, Matthew threw the storage bag to Bao Ya and said.

When Matthew picked up the storage bag of the bald man, Bao Ya was already checking the storage bag of the black-faced man.

"This man has one." Bao Ya said after catching the storage bag thrown by Matthew.

The bald man's storage bag only had some worthless spiritual medicines, and Matthew didn't like it, so he threw it directly to Bao Ya.

However, after checking the storage bag he threw, Bao Ya threw it back to Matthew.

Matthew, who caught the storage bag, didn't say anything and stuffed it directly into his arms.

"Let's go, we can only take the last way." Bao Ya walked to the fork in the road they were entering before and said to Matthew.

Matthew didn't object to this, nodded and followed Bao Ya in.

The reason why he was so obedient was mainly because he knew through induction that he was getting closer and closer to the fragments.

Walking in the fork, neither of them spoke.

Bao Ya would stop and sniff every time she walked a distance, and would continue to move forward only after confirming that it was safe.

When they crossed the fork in the road, they found that there were more forks in the road ahead.

"How big is the bottom of this deep pit?" Matthew asked, looking at the seven or eight forks in the road in front of him.

"I don't know. Every time I come in, there are more forks than before. As for how there are more, no one knows." Bao Ya shook her head.

"How much Jiazi grass are you going to pick in your village this time? There are only two of us. If we encounter danger, we won't be able to leave." Matthew frowned and said.

"At least five plants are needed. Two plants are still too few." Bao Ya said with a firm look.

"Then let's start with the one on the far left." Matthew said after his eyes flashed.

He was not interested in accompanying Bao Ya to look for Jiazi grass everywhere here. From the induction sent back by Zi Ding just now, he guessed that as long as he passed the fork on the far left, he should be able to reach the place where the fragments were.

Bao Ya did not object to Matthew's proposal.

When the two walked towards the fork on the far left, the rock wall next to them suddenly burst open.

The rock wall exploded, splashing a large amount of rocks and stone flakes.

After dodging, the two saw a big hole in the rock wall.

On the ground full of gravel, there lay a dead mountain-opening bull.

Looking at the two finger-thick blood holes on the neck of the mountain-opening bull, the faces of the two changed slightly.

Matthew couldn't think of what could cause such a wound and let the powerful mountain-opening bull die here.

The defense of the mountain-opening bull is famously high, and ordinary magic weapons can't hurt it at all.

Just as the two of them were observing the mountain-opening bull, a head poked out of the big hole in the rock wall.

This is not a human head, nor a monster's head, but a head with a sullen face, two sharp fangs, and full of silver-white hair.

"Zombie!" Matthew blurted out subconsciously after seeing this head.

Bao Ya's face also changed when Matthew shouted like this.

As the two retreated, the zombie had already opened the rock wall and walked towards them.

This zombie was nearly ten feet tall, and had long and sharp nails on both hands.

When the zombie approached, Matthew released eight fireballs.

When the two saw that the fireballs fell on the zombie and did not cause any damage to it, the two turned around and ran without hesitation.

Although they did not know what kind of cultivation this zombie had, Matthew knew that it was definitely not something he could deal with.

Bao Ya had the same idea as him and had no intention of fighting.

Seeing that the two were about to run, the zombie stepped on the ground and took a step to cover a distance of three or four feet.

While waving his sharp nails, he had already appeared behind Bao Ya.

Seeing this, Matthew blew a strong wind in his hand towards Bao Ya, and he also retreated to the side with the wind.

"Run separately!" Bao Ya, who was saved by Matthew, said quickly and rushed into the fork in the road closest to her.

Because Matthew had blocked his actions twice in a row, after Bao Ya escaped, the zombie locked his eyes on Matthew.

However, when the zombie took a step, a wall of earth appeared in front of it.

When the zombie destroyed the wall of earth, there was another wall of earth in front of it.

And it was not just one wall.

The zombie seemed to have no intelligence, and only knew to destroy the obstacles in front of it.

After it destroyed all the walls of earth, it found that Matthew had disappeared.

At this time, several people came out from another fork in the road.

Before these people could see what was going on, one of them was knocked to the ground by the zombie.

Matthew, who fled to the leftmost fork in the road, did not dare to look back, and did not care about the danger ahead, and rushed forward.

After running for a long time, seeing that there was no movement from behind, Matthew slowed down.

After listening carefully for a while and confirming that the zombies really did not chase him, his hanging heart finally let go.

"What's going on, why are there zombies here." Matthew said to himself after finding a place to sit down and taking a pill to restore mana.

Of course, no one would answer his question.

After resting for a while, Matthew continued to rush forward.

After passing this fork in the road, Matthew came to a small cave.

This cave was different from the ones he had passed before. There were a few light silver spots flashing on the rock wall here.

"These are..." Matthew walked to the light spots and looked at them carefully.

After looking at it for a few times, he took out a dagger and gently pried off the light spot.

"This should be silver frost sand." After a moment, Matthew muttered softly.

Silver frost sand is a material for refining magic weapons, and he didn't know its value.

After thinking for a while, Matthew took out a jar from the storage bag and began to collect these silver frost sands.

No matter how valuable these silver frost sands are, he thought that since they are the materials needed for refining magic weapons, they must be not bad.

There are a lot of silver frost sands here, almost covering all the rock walls.

In order to speed up the progress, Matthew released the young bird and asked it to help collect it.

The young bird seemed to understand Matthew's words and kept pecking at the silver frost sand on the rock wall with its sharp beak.

The young bird was a little unfamiliar at first, but soon became completely familiar with it.

In the end, the young bird was even faster than Matthew.

Looking at the young bird running around, Matthew also smiled knowingly.

He could feel the thoughts sent back by the young bird and knew that the young bird was very happy at this time.

Because the young bird could not fly yet, Matthew chose the silver frost sand on the high ground and gave the easy-to-collect ones below to the young bird.

It took nearly an hour for one person and one bird to pick all the silver frost sand here.

The amount was beyond Matthew's expectation.

There were seven or eight jars for silver frost sand alone.