The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

According to the records in ancient books, the so-called luck is the essence formed by gathering and condensing the spiritual energy of a place in a wonderful way through special methods.

Such a mysterious and rare existence is the first time for Matthew to encounter it in his life.

Before this, although Matthew had found a few words about luck in ancient books.

Those obscure texts all mentioned the many benefits brought by luck,

but he had never experienced what kind of wonderful experience it was.

This time he came to explore for the magical and quiet divine liquid mentioned by Meng Su.

But now, although he did not find the trace of the divine liquid, he unexpectedly got luck, which made Matthew feel a little comforted.

After all, before setting off, he had prepared himself to return empty-handed.

After all, his harvest in Naro before was already quite rich, enough to make people envious.

At this moment, Matthew sat cross-legged quietly in the cave, with the jade box containing the luck in front of him.

In the jade box, strands of luck were like a lively light band, slowly drilling into his body.

When the pure breath touched his skin, Matthew felt that all the pores in his body opened instantly.

There was no doubt that this was spiritual energy, and it was the purest spiritual energy Matthew had never seen before.

Every trace of spiritual energy entering the body was like a clear spring, flowing leisurely through the long-dried riverbed.

Wherever it passed, the feeling of fatigue quickly dissipated like mist, and the impurities accumulated in the body were also swept away by this pure power.

Matthew was immersed in this wonderful experience, and he truly felt his meridians, just like a carefully polished jade, which became more tough and unobstructed under the nourishment of spiritual energy, and the stagnation and blockage of the past quietly faded away.

The spiritual energy was like a tireless spirit, pouring into Matthew's body continuously.

They roamed around Matthew, following the trajectory of the Great Circulation, flowing happily, and then gathered in the Dantian like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

However, in this seemingly ordinary absorption process, Matthew unexpectedly noticed something unusual.

Every time the spiritual energy completed the circulation of the Great Circulation, there would always be a very subtle wisp of spiritual energy, like a lost lamb, quietly slipping into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At first, the spiritual energy that entered the sea of ​​consciousness was very small, like a drop of water merging into the sea, disappearing instantly as soon as it entered, leaving no trace.

But as time went on, more and more spiritual energy embarked on this unique journey, and the amount of spiritual energy entering the sea of ​​consciousness continued to increase, while the speed of its disappearance was gradually slowing down.

About an hour later, Matthew's sea of ​​consciousness had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The sea of ​​consciousness, which was originally empty and desolate, without any spiritual energy, now seemed like a vast and boundless wasteland, being quietly reshaped by a majestic force.

Countless strands of spiritual energy gathered continuously like surging tides, just like the endless rivers pouring into the deep lakes, filling the sea of ​​consciousness quickly.

In this new "sea of ​​consciousness", each strand of spiritual energy has a unique rhythm. They collide and intertwine with each other, bursting out brilliant light, like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

These lights are fleeting, but in the collision and fusion, they add a different vitality to the sea of ​​consciousness.

The fusion of spiritual energy is becoming more and more frequent. They penetrate and merge with each other, gradually forming a more powerful spiritual energy torrent, making the sea of ​​consciousness more and more full, as if it may overflow at any time.

This sudden change in the sea of ​​consciousness is like a storm that shakes the soul, causing waves in Matthew's heart, and a strange and novel feeling arises in his heart.

His head seemed to be gently lifted by an invisible giant hand, and the feeling of fullness radiated from inside to outside, bulging, but extremely clear.

In this wonderful state of balance, Matthew seemed to be integrated with the sea of ​​consciousness, and could clearly perceive the subtle rhythm of every trace of spiritual energy.

As time slowly passed, the gathering and blending of spiritual energy became more and more intense.

In this mysterious realm of the sea of ​​consciousness, a magical change quietly occurred.

Gradually, in the core where the spiritual energy was the most concentrated, a sphere emitting soft light slowly emerged.

This sphere was condensed by spiritual energy. At first, its size was extremely small, only the size of a grain of rice, but it exuded an indescribable pure breath.

Matthew was full of curiosity and surprise, and his eyes were fixed on this spiritual energy sphere.

He knew very well that this was not an ordinary thing, and it must contain huge energy and mystery.

Matthew was fully focused, immersed in the refining of precious luck, as if the whole world had been left behind by him.

As his technique was in operation, strands of spiritual energy, like surging waves, continuously broke through obstacles and poured into the mysterious realm of the sea of ​​consciousness with majestic momentum.

Each strand of spiritual energy contained immeasurable energy. They whistled through every corner of the sea of ​​consciousness, making the space of the sea of ​​consciousness seem to tremble slightly.

These newly entered spiritual energy, as if they were cast under a mysterious spell, seemed to have heard the call from the depths of the soul, and rushed towards the spiritual energy ball that had become the core of the sea of ​​consciousness without hesitation.

They were like tired birds returning to their nests, eagerly and orderly drilling into the ball in an instant. The integration of each strand of spiritual energy seemed to inject a new vitality into the ball.

Under the continuous nourishment of spiritual energy, at first, it was just a tiny existence like a grain of rice, emitting a faint light in the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, as time went by, its size began to increase rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was as round as a carefully polished pearl, emitting a soft and charming luster.

Then, it became as plump and juicy as a grape, and its volume continued to expand.

Each increase was accompanied by a gorgeous bloom of light.

The soft light, from the initial stars, gradually became bright and dazzling.

The light spread rapidly like an invisible force, illuminating every hidden corner of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The once dim sea of ​​consciousness was now like a night sky lit up by bright stars, gorgeous and dazzling.

Matthew was completely immersed in this wonderful change, his eyes fixed on the spiritual ball, his eyes full of surprise and expectation.

He knew that the changes brought about by this luck far exceeded his initial imagination.

At this moment, Matthew had completely forgotten the existence of time.

He forgot the noise and disturbance of the outside world, and immersed himself in the wonderful changes in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In his perception, there was only the luck that was constantly refined, and the spiritual energy that continued to flow into the sea of ​​consciousness like a tide.

As the refining deepened, more and more spiritual energy gathered into the sea of ​​consciousness like a surging torrent, making the sphere fuller and rounder.

The energy fluctuations released by the sphere also became stronger and stronger.

Each fluctuation was like a heart-shaking drumbeat, stirring in the depths of Matthew's soul.

Matthew could clearly feel that this energy contained huge potential, and he was looking forward to the moment when the sphere completely transformed.