The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew randomly found a stall and stood at the back.

He came early, there were only more than 30 people here.

There were hundreds of stalls, so there must be many people who had not arrived yet.

Matthew had observed that there was nothing on the stalls in front of the monks here.

Therefore, he did not take out anything.

He slowly closed his eyes and began to rest.

Time passed little by little, and monks came in from time to time.

Matthew waited for more than ten hours.

If he had known this, he would have come later.

In these ten hours, there were nearly a hundred more monks here.

Including the previous more than thirty people, there were more than a hundred people here.

Matthew noticed that all the monks who came here came alone.

There was no communication.

Most of them, like him, wore masks that could cover their spiritual consciousness.

And some people directly wrapped their heads with thick air masses, and they could not see their true appearance inside.

After waiting for a few more hours, a person wearing a black mask suddenly appeared on the wooden platform.

As soon as this person appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Matthew looked up, and his eyes under the mask shrank slightly.

This person turned out to be a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul.

"Everyone who should have come has come, and we won't wait for those who haven't come. This private exchange will start now."

This person was decisive, and he announced the start without even saying a word of opening remarks.

After he finished speaking, nine people immediately jumped onto the wooden platform.

All ten people were wearing the same black mask. After they appeared, they slapped their storage bags at the same time.

A small box immediately appeared in each person's hand.

The boxes in the hands of the ten people were all the same, but when they opened the boxes, the contents inside were all different.

What surprised Matthew the most was that there was a piece of paper on the inside of the box lid.

Each piece of paper had something different written on it.

The things on the paper were what the organizer wanted to exchange.

All the people present were Nascent Soul cultivators, and they could clearly see the contents on the paper and the contents in the box with their eyes.

Ten people stood in a row, and Matthew could easily see all the things in the ten boxes and the things that could be exchanged.

After reading it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Not to mention that he had never even heard of many of the things on the note.

He didn't recognize the things in several of the boxes.

Originally, he thought he had a high level of knowledge.

Now it seems that there is still a lot to learn.

While Matthew was observing, a monk next to him suddenly jumped high and landed on the wooden platform.

After this person communicated a few words with a black-masked monk, he immediately released a black light shield to wrap the two of them.

While the two were making a deal, another person immediately jumped onto the wooden platform.

Like the previous person, after talking to the black-masked man for a few words, he was also wrapped in a black light shield.

However, after the two people came on stage, the others did not make any moves.

It's not that these people don't like the things in the boxes, but that they can't meet their needs.

The same is true for Matthew. He is also envious of the things in several boxes.

But he didn't have what was written on the note.

Helplessly, he could only give up this opportunity.

After a while, the two monks who came on the stage returned to their original positions.

The two black-masked monks had also stepped down.

This meant that the transaction was completed.

The eight people on the stage did not leave immediately, but continued to stand on it.

After a while, another monk jumped onto the stage.

Although this person was communicating with voice transmission, he did not release the black shield.

Soon, after the black-masked monk shook his head repeatedly, this monk had no choice but to step down from the wooden stage.

"This person should want to exchange the things in the box for other things, but the other party disagreed..." Matthew thought silently in his heart.

Then, another person jumped onto the wooden stage.

After a few words of voice transmission, the black-masked monk turned around and talked to the person next to him.

Soon, two black-masked monks gathered.

After releasing a black light shield, the four people were wrapped in it.

Everyone was watching the situation on the stage.

Even Matthew's eyes showed anticipation.

Not long after, the black shield on the stage dissipated.

The monk jumped down from the stage directly.

No one looked at his actions, and everyone's eyes were all on the eight people on the stage.

As long as someone stepped down, it meant that the transaction was completed.

After a few breaths, a monk with a black mask jumped down from the wooden stage.

All the people present were smart people, knowing that even if they could not meet the needs of the other party, they could use other items instead.

However, everyone knew very well.

If you want to use other things as a substitute, the value of what you have to take out must be very high.

Soon, several people were eager to try.

Just when they were hesitating whether to go on stage, a man wearing a tiger head mask had already jumped onto the stage.

This person was Matthew.