The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Not long after Matthew left, some monks came here.

These people looked at the half-blown hillside in front of them and were all amazed.

Soon, someone came to the conclusion that there must be a high-level monk casting a spell here to cause this.

People are like this. After giving their own inferences about uncertain things, they will immediately react accordingly.

These people disappeared after just a while.

Only the broken hillside was left standing there.

Matthew returned to the inn and started meditating to restore his mana without thinking about other things.

After he recovered his mana, he fell into deep thought.

"The effect of the spiritual essence technique is so good. If the amount of mana can be controlled, it would be even more perfect." After the mana was restored, Matthew kept thinking about this question.

"Boy, don't think about it. It is impossible for you to change the secret technique with your current cultivation and experience." After hearing Matthew's muttering, Wu Kun ruthlessly mocked.

"Then can you do it?" Matthew laughed.

"Don't count on me for this. Only the caster can truly experience this secret technique. Even if I tell you, it's my method, not suitable for you." Wu Kun obviously saw Matthew's thoughts and decisively refused.

"Well, then we can only try slowly." Matthew curled his lips and said.

Now most of the monks on Xiaoyu Island are waiting for the arrival of the ship, and so is Matthew.

He didn't just wait, and practiced according to his plan every day.

After that, a violent abnormal sound would appear somewhere on the island every month.

At first, there were monks who went to check with curiosity.

But as time went on, slowly, no one paid attention to this matter anymore.

Sometimes, even the abnormal sound appeared near the residence of some monks, and no one paid attention to it anymore.

These abnormal sounds were all made by Matthew. He still couldn't let go of his obsession in his heart, and he would sneak out to try it every once in a while.

But the result was that every time he would consume all his mana before returning.

In a blink of an eye, a year had passed.

One day, just as Matthew was about to go out, footsteps were heard outside the door.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Matthew immediately opened the door.

The people who came were the brother and sister Wu Han and Wu Yanshuang.

When Matthew opened the door, Wu Yanshuang's pretty face blushed slightly and she bowed lightly.

"Come in and talk." Seeing Wu Han bowing, Matthew stretched out his hand to stop the words on his lips.

After the two came in, Matthew activated the formation.

After the three sat down, Wu Yanshuang kept her head down, and her ten fingers like jade onions kept waving.

Matthew did not pay attention to Wu Yanshuang, but looked at Wu Han and asked: "Fellow Daoist Wu came here today, is it possible that the Tiangang Xuanlei Formation has been perfected?"

"That's right, after this period of perfection, Wu has added twelve more formation flags." Wu Han smiled, patted the storage bag, and the formation flags flew out one by one.

Matthew counted carefully, and there were indeed forty-eight formation flags.

Then, Wu Han began to teach Matthew how to arrange the array and how to control it.

Each array has a different control method. The more powerful the array is, the more troublesome it is to control.

Wu Han spoke very carefully, and Matthew listened very seriously.

If there was something he didn't understand, Matthew didn't care about his face at all and asked directly.

Wu Han was also very patient and answered all of Matthew's questions seriously until Matthew was satisfied.

After telling Matthew all the details of the Tiangang Xuanlei Array, Wu Han said, "I have some free time recently. If you are willing, I can improve your Eight Gates Golden Light Array."

This surprised Matthew. After taking a deep look at Wu Han, Matthew nodded in agreement.

After Matthew agreed, Wu Han gently nudged Wu Yanshuang, who had been lowering his head, with his elbow.

"Ah, are you done?" Wu Yanshuang raised his head and asked in confusion.

This woman's behavior not only made Matthew speechless, but even Wu Han shook his head helplessly.

"Didn't you say you had something to tell Fellow Daoist Ma? You can tell me now." Wu Han said softly after looking at this silly sister lovingly.

"Oh... yes... yes. I... I... am..." Seeing Wu Han talking about this, Wu Yanshuang hesitated for a long time and couldn't explain it clearly, which made the blush on her face even darker.

Obviously, Wu Yanshuang was too nervous.

After Matthew chuckled, he quietly cast a meditation spell and said, "Take a breath and speak slowly."

His voice sounded normal, but it sounded different to Wu Yanshuang's ears.

According to Matthew, after taking a deep breath, Wu Yanshuang said, "I have also dabbled in alchemy, but I am not very good at it, so I want to discuss this with Fellow Daoist Ma."

Wu Yanshuang is a spiritual plant master who is proficient in cultivating spiritual medicines, so it is normal for him to dabble in alchemy.

Matthew thought about it and nodded in agreement. He took this opportunity to learn some experience in cultivating spiritual medicine from Wu Yanshuang.