The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew left without anyone noticing.

When the people of Tushen Temple were setting up the magic circle.

Matthew was far away from the area.

While he was slowly searching for Bingpo Zhenren according to the imprint in his mind.

But he saw a pool of blood on the ground.

The blood was still fresh.

Apparently he just stayed there not long ago.

Within the scope of his consciousness, there was no trace except for the real Bingpo.

From this, Matthew can judge.

The one who left this blood stain must be Master Bingpo.

"It seems that his injury has not recovered yet. It has even become more serious."

While Matthew was talking to himself, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Bingpo Zhenren's injury has not yet recovered, which is definitely a good thing for him.

In this way, you are more certain to kill the opponent.

When he came to a wooded forest.

His brows furrowed slightly.

After coming here, my spiritual consciousness has been greatly restricted.

It was compressed to the point where it could only be about ten feet away from the body.

Even his secret technique of invisibility.

It also failed for no reason after entering this forest.

The secret technique failed, but Matthew didn't care.

They are here to kill people anyway, and they will be exposed sooner or later.

Matthew stood next to a tree and observed for a while.

It is confirmed that it is not these trees that isolate spiritual consciousness.

As for what it was specifically, he didn't know it yet.

However, he did not lose track.

Bingpo Zhenren is not far ahead.

And its movement speed is very slow.

Matthew quickened his pace and followed.

Along the way, he had seen seven or eight pools of blood.

Especially the pools of blood at the back are not the normal bright red color.

But the color is jet black.

From this, Matthew overturned his previous conjecture.

Bingpo Zhenren was not injured yet, but was poisoned.

Matthew was not aware of his previous encounters.

Judging from what he saw.

The person who poisoned it may have been the ten thousand years of cold marrow given by Mu Hai.

It is also possible that Xing Zhan gave him something in the wooden box that was highly poisonous.

In fact, both forces poisoned Bingpo Zhenren.

The reason for this judgment was except for Xing Zhan's weird smile.

Matthew also saw the wooden box abandoned by Bingpo Zhenren on the road.

When he saw it, it was an empty box, and the contents had long since disappeared.

It is naturally impossible for Bingpo Zhenren to throw away the contents.

The most likely thing is that it has already been used.

Poisoning is possible only after use.

After walking forward for a while, Matthew saw Bingpo Zhenren leaning against a big tree.

His entire face had turned black and blue, and the aura on his body was extremely weak.

Hearing the movement, Bingpo Zhenren, who was resting, opened his eyes.

When he saw clearly that the person coming was Matthew, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

However, it disappeared immediately.

"I told you why I keep feeling uneasy lately. It turns out I'm being targeted by you." Master Bingpo said weakly after standing up with difficulty.

"It is true that I have been following you for a while. I am looking for you to avenge my pursuit." Matthew slowly walked towards Bingpo Master and said calmly.

"Even if you don't kill me, I don't have much time left to live. It would be nice to be able to put an end to your worries." Master Bingpo leaned against the tree and screamed.

Matthew had no sympathy for what happened to Bingpo Zhenren.

Showing mercy to the enemy will only make you die faster.

After summoning the two flying swords, Matthew planned to kill the frozen ice soul master.

"Before you take action, can we make a deal?" As the flying sword flew towards Bingpo Zhenren, he suddenly said.

"What's the deal with a dying man like you?"

Matthew sneered, and the two flying swords pierced into Bingpo Zhenren's body at the same time.

Suddenly, a large amount of dark blood flowed out of Bingpo Zhenren's body.

Bingpo Zhenren just let out a muffled groan and did not make any other movements.

But what surprised Matthew was when the dark blood flowed out.

Bingpo Zhenren's face actually became better.

"I know that I will die today, and I am unable to resist. My request is also very simple. I just want you to let go of my soul so that I can return to reincarnation." Master Bingpo gritted his teeth and continued.

"Do you want to return to the path of immortality in your next life?" Matthew asked softly.

"Yes, although no one can explain the matter of reincarnation clearly, but there is always some hope. Once the poison in my body fully explodes, my soul will also be swallowed up." Bingpo Master continued.

"I can let go of your soul, for what it's worth." Matthew folded his arms and said.

"You should have seen the people from the Tushen Temple and the Black Evil Cult coming to the island." Bingpo Master took a breath and said.

"I've seen it all." Matthew nodded.

"The purpose of their coming here is to obtain a treasure stored on the island. In fact, this matter has something to do with you."

When he said this, Bingpo's eyes became a little weird when he looked at Matthew.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Matthew suspected that Bingpo Zhenren had poison in his brain and started talking nonsense.