The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Looking at the storage bag in front of him, Manager Luo put down the teacup in his hand that had no tea in it, and picked up the storage bag to check it slowly.

At this time, Matthew had also arrived here.

After a simple observation, the four people were all in the initial stage of foundation building, and everyone had anxiety in their eyes.

Not only Matthew saw it, but Manager Luo also saw the abnormality of the four people.

After checking the spirit stones in the storage bag, Manager Luo put the storage bag back on the table and said, "The number of spirit stones is correct, but now the situation has changed. The transmission fee has been changed to 3,000 spirit stones."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the four people suddenly changed.

The square-faced man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Manager Luo, the transmission fee has always been 2,000 spirit stones, why did it suddenly increase in price!"

It can be seen that this person is trying his best to control the anger in his heart.

If he was not in the territory of the Tu Shen Temple, it is possible that this person would have taken action long ago.

Not only him, but also the faces of the other three people showed dissatisfaction.

But even though they were very angry, no one dared to show a trace of dissatisfaction.

"The rules are not immutable. From now on, each teleportation will cost 3,000 spirit stones. You can come back after you have collected all the spirit stones." Manager Luo poured another cup of tea and waved his hand.

"We sold all the valuable things on our bodies to collect 2,000 spirit stones. Manager Luo, can you please be flexible? We will remember your kindness forever." A white-faced scholar-like man who was about the same age as Manager Luo said in a pleading tone.

"If you can't collect the teleportation fee, you can take a boat to Xuangui Island." Manager Luo rolled his eyes and said disdainfully.

After saying that, he ignored the few people and drank the tea in his cup by himself, as if the tea had some special magic that fascinated him so much.

The square-faced man took back the storage bag on the table and saw Matthew standing next to him when he turned around.

Because the four people were anxious to leave, no one noticed that Matthew was standing next to them.

"Fellow Daoist, are you going to Black Turtle Island?" the white-faced scholar asked tentatively.

"That's right." Matthew nodded.

"We are also going to Black Turtle Island. You should have heard what I said just now. Fellow Daoist, are you willing to go together? We can save some spiritual stones." The white-faced scholar said hurriedly with a happy face.

After he finished speaking, the other three looked at Matthew expectantly.

"Yes, but there are four of you and I am only one. You don't want me to pay a thousand spiritual stones alone." Matthew grinned.

As soon as this was said, Manager Luo, who was drinking tea with his head down, couldn't help but look up at Matthew.

After hearing Matthew's words, the white-faced scholar's smile froze on his face, and he smiled reluctantly and said, "Fellow Daoist, wait a moment, let's discuss it."

After that, the four left the hall.

The four did not go far, but stood at the door, but because they used the concealing spell, Matthew could not hear clearly what they were saying.

He could only look at the shape of their mouths and roughly guessed that they should be discussing how to convince himself.

Manager Luo saw that the four people were anxious to leave, so he deliberately raised the price.

And Matthew was not a fool. Although he had saved a thousand spirit stones in the transportation fee, he was still unwilling to pay the most.

No one's spirit stones were blown by the wind, so they should be saved as much as possible.

After a while, the four people entered the hall again.

This time, the square-faced man spoke up: "Daoyou should have seen that we are anxious to leave here. It is indeed unreasonable to ask you to pay a thousand spirit stones alone. How about this, we don't have any extra spirit stones, so we will use some items to replace the spirit stones for Daoyou."

"It's not impossible, it depends on the value of the items you take out." Matthew nodded.

The square-faced man didn't say anything this time. He winked at Matthew and walked out of the hall.

Seeing this, Matthew also left.

After coming out, the square-faced man released the soundproof cover, covering all five people.

"I have a piece of warm jade here, which is usually sold for 500 spirit stones. Now I will give it to you as 300 spirit stones. How about that?" A man with an ordinary face and the most inconspicuous among the four took out a piece of pink jade and said.

"It's useless to me. I'm not interested." Matthew just took a look and shook his head decisively.

"I have a..." The four began to show Matthew what they could take out one by one.

But Matthew refused three times with a straight face.

It was not until the square-faced man took out a piece of severely yellowed paper that Matthew became interested.

"A recipe for the Nine Yang Pill. This is an unpopular recipe, only suitable for body-building monks. The price is up to you." The square-faced man did not seem to have much confidence in the recipe he took out.

"Although the body-building recipe is rare, there are not many people who really need it." Matthew said, touching his chin.

As soon as this was said, the hearts of the four people suddenly sank.

They had already taken out the most valuable things they had. If Matthew didn't like any of them, they would have to think of other ways.

However, Matthew then changed the subject and said, "If this recipe is combined with the warm jade, I can accept it."

The four of them looked at each other and agreed decisively.