The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After Matthew came to the wooden platform, he immediately released a black light shield.

This time, the light shield enveloped everyone on the stage, including him.

After releasing the light shield, Matthew did not speak.

He took out a jade bottle directly from the storage bag.

"Three medium-grade longevity pills, can you exchange them for items!"

Matthew deliberately made his voice a little hoarse.

After hearing Matthew's words, the seven black-masked monks on the stage all showed a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Then, Matthew quickly opened the bottle cap.

He poured out three pills from it and placed them on his palm.

Seven pairs of eyes gathered on his palm in an instant.

Staring at the three pills.

"Three pills can be exchanged for one thing. Daoist friends can choose any one."

At this time, the monk with the highest cultivation level spoke.

Matthew heard this, did not speak, but took out a jade bottle from the storage bag again.

However, after opening it this time, only one pill was poured out.

"Four pills for two things. If you can do it, then do it. If not, I'll go down." Matthew said lightly.

He only had four Fu Shou Dan in his hand, and he didn't have any more.

Originally, there were five pills refined, and he took one himself.

This kind of pill that can increase life span must be taken as soon as possible.

After hearing Matthew's words, all seven people showed hesitation in their eyes.

However, they only hesitated for a few breaths, and it was still the person with the highest cultivation who spoke.

"Okay."

After hearing these two simple words, Matthew put the four pills in his hand back into the jade bottle.

Then he quickly pointed at the two boxes.

The two monks didn't say anything extra, and directly threw the things inside to Matthew.

At the moment of catching the two things, Matthew also threw the jade bottle in his hand to one of them.

After putting the two things into the storage bag, Matthew removed the light shield and jumped off the wooden platform.

When Matthew stepped down, all the people below stared at the wooden platform curiously.

"The next time to buy, friends who need it can come on stage by themselves." At this time, the monk with the highest cultivation level spoke slowly.

After he finished speaking, everyone on the stage jumped down together.

Although they came down, they did not leave immediately, but stood under the stage and watched these monks silently.

Although some people were very curious whether Matthew had completed the transaction.

But no one would really ask about it.

The time for buying was only two hours. When the time was up, it was the last free exchange time.

Soon, one person flew onto the wooden platform.

He stretched out his hand and patted the storage bag, and a long wooden box appeared in front of him.

With a flick of his finger, the wooden box opened by itself.

In the box was a sharp horn about a foot long, and the whole body was light gold.

"A single horn of the ninth-level demon beast Pori Beast, well preserved, can be used directly to refine magic weapons. In exchange for a piece of Yin Yuan Stone, it must be the size of a fist."

After this person finished speaking slowly, he stood on the high platform and waited.

Each person had about a cup of tea to go on stage. If the transaction was not completed, they had to leave the stage immediately and leave the opportunity to others.

This person was lucky. Someone jumped onto the wooden platform as soon as he finished speaking.

The transaction between the two was carried out within the light shield.

After the light shield was removed, the two jumped down at the same time.

When the two stepped down, someone jumped up immediately.

"A three thousand year old green flame grass in exchange for a piece of red sun iron." After this person came on stage, he immediately took out a wooden box and opened it and said.

The green flame grass is just as its name suggests. Although it is a spiritual grass, it looks like a ball of green flame.

The green flame grass is easy to distinguish. It takes thousands of years to grow into the shape of a flame.

And the three thousand year old green flame grass is in the shape of three balls of flame.

What this person took out was in the shape of three balls of flame.

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

However, there was another person with him this time.

"There is only one Blue Flame Grass. Do you two want both?"

The man who took out the Blue Flame Grass wore a monkey mask on his face. Seeing two people coming on stage at the same time, he asked with a little surprise.

"That's right." Matthew and another person replied at the same time.

"Then it depends on who has the bigger Red Sun Iron. The Blue Flame Grass will belong to him." The monk with the monkey mask said very naturally.

After he finished speaking, Matthew and the monk took out the Red Sun Iron from the storage bag at the same time.

This Red Sun Iron was red all over. After taking it out, the temperature around it suddenly rose.

When the man saw the Red Sun Iron that Matthew took out, he shook his head directly, put away his Red Sun Iron and jumped off the wooden platform.

His piece of Red Sun Iron was only the size of a fist.

But the one that Matthew took out was as big as a head.

It's obvious that he has no chance.

Matthew was able to take out such a large piece of Red Sun Iron, which also surprised the monk with the monkey mask.

The masked man also showed joy in his eyes.

There were no accidents during the exchange. After Matthew handed the Red Sun Iron to the other party, he also got the three thousand year old Green Flame Grass from the other party.