The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

After swallowing the spiritual liquid, Matthew's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He felt a warm power spreading from his throat and quickly permeating into his limbs.

Immediately, wisps of milky white gas began to emerge from his body.

These gases swirled around him like mist, emitting an extremely strange smell.

They did not dissipate in the air like ordinary smoke, but seemed to be attracted by some force and all gathered around him, forming a milky white halo.

Covered in the milky white gas, Matthew's skin began to emit a faint luster, looking quite mysterious.

Matthew had a calm expression, his eyes closed, and remained in a meditative posture.

His body seemed to be isolated from everything around him, leaving only his fusion with this mysterious energy.

As he breathed steadily, wisps of milky white gas entered his mouth and nose.

His aura intertwined with this power, and the halo flickered slightly with his breathing.

His mind gradually became empty, as if he was drunk, and his consciousness gradually began to become confused.

His mind began to wander, as if he had entered a dream world.

In this world, he felt an unprecedented tranquility and harmony.

In a trance, when Matthew opened his eyes, he found that everything around him became blurry and unreal.

He seemed to be in a wonderful world.

There were strange lights all around.

These lights are like shooting stars across the night sky and like rainbows across the sky.

They flash in various colors, interweaving together to form a gorgeous picture.

He tried to see the lights clearly.

However, when his eyes focused on a certain ray of light, it flashed before his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

This strange feeling made him feel a little familiar.

"This place is somewhat similar to the strange space inside the Purple Profound Mark, except that inside the Purple Profound Mark is a ball of light, while here there are rays of light." Matthew whispered to himself.

Moreover, at this moment, he can see his own body.

Although I know that it is a state similar to the soul, it is also different from the inside of the Purple Mysterious Mark.

After watching for a while, he slowly closed his eyes and felt the presence of these lights with his heart.

Gradually, he began to feel a subtle sense of connection with these lights.

This feeling made his soul seem to be getting stronger little by little.

But just a moment later, the feeling around him suddenly disappeared.

When Matthew opened his eyes again, he found that his consciousness had returned to his body.

"It's indeed Pseudo Kong Xuan. It's over before I even feel anything." After shaking his head slightly, Matthew sighed and said.

Just when he was about to get up and leave, he found that the white ring had not disappeared yet.

His expression moved, and he reached out and gently touched the white ring.

As soon as it came into contact, the white ring collapsed immediately and turned into a ball of thick white gas that rushed straight towards his body.

In an instant, Matthew felt a buzzing in his head.

Then, the unused purple-black pattern in the mysterious space also broke.

Matthew felt dizzy and even his consciousness became extremely confused at this moment.

It was unknown how long it took for Matthew to recover.

At this moment, he was lying on a meadow full of purple grass.

When Matthew opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the purple sky.

This place does feel a bit like being in a mysterious space, but he knows that this is not it.

But when Matthew turned around, he saw Zi Ding lying quietly beside his head.

Feeling confused, Matthew immediately stood up and reached out to grab the purple tripod.

But to his surprise, when his palm touched the purple cauldron, the cauldron emitted a purple light and blocked his palm.

Then, the purple tripod floated up from the ground and hovered in front of him.

Matthew stretched out his hand again, but the purple tripod flew forward.

Seeing this, Matthew immediately followed him.

The purple grass under my feet is very soft, and stepping on it feels like stepping on a piece of cotton.

Zi Ding’s speed was not very fast, but whenever Matthew caught up with him, Zi Ding would immediately speed up.

Matthew didn’t know why Zi Ding was like this, and the only thing he could do now was to follow Zi Ding.

There is nothing around here except endless grassland.

After an unknown amount of time, Matthew followed Ziding to a huge lake.

The water in this lake is still purple.

Next to the lake is a simple thatched house.

Ziding flew straight towards the thatched hut, and when it stopped in front of the hut, Matthew had already arrived.

After Matthew arrived, a purple light spurted out from the purple tripod and fell on the dilapidated-looking wooden door of the thatched hut.

"Creak" sound.

This simple thatched house looks shabby on the outside, but when the door is opened, there is not a speck of dust inside.

At this moment, the mysterious purple tripod flew into the hut as quickly as a bird.

Seeing this, Matthew followed without hesitation.

The moment I stepped into the house, a circle of soft purple light suddenly lit up around me.

These lights were like a group of lively elves, jumping happily, and then gradually gathered into a huge purple light screen.

Then, the light screen flickered slightly, shining as dazzlingly as the bright stars in the night sky.

On the light screen, vivid pictures appeared before Matthew's eyes.

It was a tranquil and peaceful landscape painting, with undulating mountains and rippling water, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

This scenery seems to bring people into a fairyland isolated from the world, making people feel relaxed and happy.

And when this beautiful scenery emerged, the picture began to move slowly, like a gentle hand, guiding Matthew to explore more areas of this place.

Matthew opened his eyes wide, staring at the magical scene intently, his heart full of curiosity and anticipation.

At this moment, he felt that he had completely integrated into the picture, as if he could feel the cool breeze caressing his cheeks, and even smell a hint of fresh scent emitted by the green plants.

As the picture slowly turned, Matthew's vision came to a tall mountain.

The mountain is towering into the clouds, majestic and breathtaking.

It stands like a giant between heaven and earth, giving people a sense of endless majesty.

Matthew couldn't help but wonder how high this mountain was.

According to his visual estimation, it was at least two or three thousand feet.

The scene continued to move, this time heading towards the mountain.

The outlines of the mountains become clearer and clearer, and the details become richer and richer.

Matthew could see the clouds swirling in the mountains, the strangely shaped rocks and the lush vegetation.

He seemed to be in the middle of it, climbing towards the top of the mountain step by step.