The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Matthew stared at the golden ginseng in the box for a long time before he was sure.

This is indeed a ginseng that is ten thousand years old.

After taking a deep breath, Matthew returned the box to the other party.

Now this ginseng is not his.

"How many pills do you want, fellow Daoist?" Matthew asked.

"That depends on how much you can take out." The person on the other side knew that the matter was under his control, so he chuckled and said.

After Matthew took a deep look at the other party, he patted the storage bag.

Two large jade bottles appeared in his hands.

"Two bottles of top-grade pills, a total of ten pills, including the ones here, in exchange for your ten thousand year old ginseng." Matthew said.

After hearing about the top-grade pills, the person on the other side narrowed his eyes slightly.

Obviously, he was a little tempted.

However, he shook his head.

"Not enough."

Two words came out of his mouth.

"Then forget it."

What he didn't expect was that Matthew was even more decisive.

After that, Matthew directly collected the two jade bottles containing top-grade pills.

"Fellow Daoist, please go down. I still have a little time." After doing all this, Matthew said in a cold tone.

Matthew has already seen that the person on the other side wants to make a fortune from him with the ten thousand year old ginseng.

Although he also wants this ten thousand year old ginseng, if the other party keeps pinching his nose, he will definitely not do as the other party wishes.

Seeing Matthew so decisive, the person on the other side was obviously a little surprised.

However, he was sure that Matthew must be pretending.

Without saying much, he directly removed the shield.

When he stepped down, this person paused slightly.

It seemed that he was waiting for Matthew to call him.

But he still miscalculated.

Matthew did not react at all.

After this person stepped down, another person jumped up immediately.

This person also exchanged the remaining pills around Matthew with spiritual medicine.

When the time came, Matthew jumped off the high platform.

At this time, he noticed that there was a pair of eyes looking at him.

It was obvious that it must be the monk who had the ten thousand year old ginseng.

Matthew did not look back, but looked up at the monk who came on stage.

Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, the purchase process was over.

Next was the time for free trading.

While taking out the items, Matthew was also observing the actions of others.

He found that some people did not take out the items, but kept watching other actions with their eyes.

When one of them just took out something, someone immediately came forward to talk to him.

Now, Matthew understood what was going on.

While he took out the jade bottles, he was also observing the other monks who took out the items.

Matthew knew that his identity as an alchemist must have been known to many people.

He did not care.

Anyway, no one here knows each other, and after going out, no one will recognize him even if they meet.

Moreover, after his identity as an alchemist was exposed, there was a benefit.

As soon as he took out some jade bottles, several people came to him and asked what they wanted to exchange.

Matthew's request was also very simple, either spiritual medicine.

Or something that can absorb lightning.

He can use spiritual medicine to make pills, and things that absorb lightning are to prepare for future thunder tribulations and heavenly punishments.

As for other things, he is not so scarce for the time being.

For the requirements put forward by Matthew, these monks who want pills can meet them.

However, Matthew got very few spiritual medicines this time.

Instead, there are a few more things that can absorb lightning.

However, Matthew did not have much hope for these things.

It's better than nothing.

The free trading time is also two hours.

When one hour passed, no monk came to Matthew to exchange for pills.

Those who should be exchanged have been exchanged, and those who didn't come will not come again.

The scene was also cold and deserted, and monks stood in front of their stalls.

At this time, Matthew put away the things on the stall and walked to the side.

"What does this flying sword want to be exchanged for?" Matthew asked while looking at a three-foot-long sword.

"It's a waste of time to come to this exchange meeting. I didn't get anything. Daoist friend, just give me five pills." The person on the opposite side said in a somewhat depressed voice.

This person has been watching Matthew's continuous gains, and he also knows that Matthew is an alchemist, so he didn't make too many demands.

After hearing this, Matthew nodded slightly, and then took out five pills to exchange with the other party.

He has no shortage of magic weapons, but there is a fragment in this magic weapon, which Matthew must get.

Matthew noticed it as early as when this person took out this flying sword.

However, someone was making an exchange with him at that time, so it was not easy to go there immediately.

Now that no one wants this flying sword, he is naturally happy.

After successfully completing the exchange, Matthew walked to the other side of the stall.

This stall was full of jars.

Matthew smelled a faint smell of blood before he got close.

These jars contain the essence and blood of monsters, and the quality is much better than what he bought before.

Although, he has exchanged the method of refining essence and blood from those two people.

But since he has encountered them, as long as the other party's request is not too excessive, Matthew is willing to exchange some back.