The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After standing there quietly for a long time, Matthew's eyes became more and more stern, as if he could see through the layers of fog and see everything ahead.

Then, he quickly formed seals with both hands, and with a dazzling flash of light, the Heavenly Punishment Sword came out.

The sword was cold and sharp, like an ice python that was choosing its prey, trembling slightly in the air, making a buzzing sound. Matthew raised his hand gently, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword floated beside him obediently. The purple light flowing on the sword was like a pair of vigilant eyes, always on guard against the danger that might come from any corner.

Matthew closed his eyes slightly, concentrated his mind and calmed his breath. After a moment, his mind moved, and purple light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The light was like the mysterious stars in the deep night sky, revealing a breathtaking power.

"Lan Yue, help me observe the situation inside."

He opened his lips slightly, and whispered to Lan Yue in the Azure Dragon Bracelet with the method of sound transmission, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.

After the explanation, he took a deep breath, as if to inhale the mysterious breath of the forest into his lungs, and then stepped out steadily, heading towards the unknown depths ahead.

Looking down from the sky, the birch forest does not cover a large area, and its outline presents a regular circular shape, like an ancient jade ring lost in the world.

Before that, Meng Su had revealed the key information and told Matthew that the location of the pure divine liquid that could change fate was in the center of the birch forest.

And the mysterious object closely related to Na Luo's life experience was hidden in the north.

Matthew entered the birch forest this time, just from the north, thinking about exploring first to see if he could successfully find clues related to Na Luo's life experience.

Just as Matthew walked forward steadily, the Qinglong bracelet on his wrist, which had always been as warm as water, suddenly lit up a dazzling green light without any warning, as if awakened by some mysterious power.

Seeing this, Matthew's eyes shone, and he shook his wrist without hesitation. In an instant, a green light shot out from the Qinglong bracelet like lightning.

After the green light briefly dissipated and disappeared in the air, Na Luo's small figure fell steadily on Matthew's shoulder like a light feather.

As soon as he landed, Na Luo subconsciously shook his round, furry pig head, opened his pink mouth like a blooming petal, yawned, and the hot air he exhaled instantly turned into a small white mist in this cold forest.

His little eyes were still full of sleepiness, and his watery eyes were full of ignorance and innocence, as if he was unaware of the mysterious atmosphere around him.

"Master, where are we?"

After yawning, Na Luo blinked his small black bean-like eyes and looked around curiously.

The look in his eyes was full of novelty, as if every misty corner and every tree of different shapes held endless fun for him to explore.

The babyish voice echoed in the silent birch forest, breaking the silence for a moment.

"Birch forest." Matthew looked sideways at Na Luo on his shoulder, and replied softly with a bit of pampering and concern in his eyes.

Although the voice was light, it was transmitted very clearly, and the echo lingered in the forest.

"So it's here. I came here once before, but I didn't think it was fun and left after staying for a while."

After hearing Matthew's answer, Na Luo gently nodded his small and exquisite head, and his little ears swayed slightly with the movement, and the pink nose wrinkled, as if he was recalling past experiences, and his tone was childish and frank.

"I came here this time to see if I can find something related to your life experience. Maybe it's not far ahead."

Matthew stared firmly at the depths shrouded in fog in front of him. As he spoke, his steps did not stop at all, and he walked forward step by step steadily.

Every step he took could crush a few dry leaves, making a slight "rustling" sound.

A moment later, they shuttled through the birch forest that seemed like a maze and came to an unusually tall birch tree.

This birch tree stood in the forest like a giant, much taller than its companions around it. I'm afraid it would take several adults to hug its thick trunk.

Its snow-white bark shimmered in the fog, as if it was covered with a layer of mysterious gauze.

However, surprisingly, this tall birch tree was bare, without a single leaf.

On the top of the towering branch, the only thing that existed was a hanging pink fruit.

The fruit exuded a soft and charming light, which was particularly eye-catching in the gray mist, like a bright star in the dark.

When Na Luo inadvertently looked up and saw the pink fruit, a light flashed in his eyes, and then greed filled his eyes. The corners of his pink mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and saliva began to flow uncontrollably. The sparkling saliva was about to drip onto Matthew's shoulder.

Na Luo seemed to realize his own loss of composure, and hurriedly sucked back the saliva from the corners of his mouth. His little face flushed slightly because of embarrassment, and then he looked at Matthew and said eagerly and with a bit of desire: "Master, that fruit seems to be very important to me."

"Then go." Matthew turned his head to look at Na Luo, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, his eyes full of encouragement and trust.

When he just stood here, he had already quietly used his spiritual power to carefully observe the birch tree and the surrounding environment.

With his keen sense, he determined that there was no hidden danger on the tree, and then he agreed to Na Luo with confidence.

After getting Matthew's consent, Na Luo was like a happy pony with its reins loosened, and his excitement was beyond words.

He first jumped a few times on Matthew's shoulder, gathering enough strength, and then leaped high from his shoulder, and the pair of small wings under his ribs that were rarely exposed on weekdays "swish" spread out.

Although the wings were small, they flapped very fast, like two small high-speed rotating fans, carrying Na Luo's chubby body straight towards the pink fruit.

At this moment, his eyes only had the fruit, and his heart and eyes were full of yearning for the unknown delicacy and the mysterious power that might be hidden, and he didn't realize how naive his eager appearance was.

Matthew stood under the tree, looking up at Na Luo, his eyes still with a bit of vigilance, guarding Na Luo's little adventure, just in case there was any emergency.

Just when Na Luo was about to approach the fruit, the surrounding fog seemed to be disturbed by something and began to surge strangely.