The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Seeing that Matthew was still a little bit unwilling to give in.

Qiu Ke hurriedly told the old man the purpose of her trip.

After listening to Qiu Ke's voice transmission.

The old man also showed embarrassment on his face.

After tidying up his clothes, he bowed respectfully and said: "So Daoyou is Xiao Ke's savior, all this is a misunderstanding. Why don't you come with me to sit up there."

"Okay." Matthew nodded readily and agreed.

Then, the three of them continued to walk up along the bluestone steps.

With the green-robed old man leading the way, the speed was much faster than before.

There were five bamboo houses at the top of the mountain.

After the three arrived, they went straight to the largest one in the middle.

When Matthew and the old man entered, Qiu Ke stood at the door obediently and did not follow them in.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance of plants and trees.

After Matthew entered, he just asked a few questions and felt refreshed.

Seeing Matthew looking around curiously.

The old man smiled and said, "The bamboo here is made of the tail of the natural bitter bamboo that the old man Kuzhu cultivated himself. Staying here for a long time can make people feel refreshed and clear-minded."

"Yeah."

Matthew just nodded slightly this time and didn't say much.

The old man asked Matthew to sit at a bamboo table before he sat down.

After Matthew sat down, he casually threw the silver light in his hand on the bamboo table.

"I am Sangzhu, and I don't know what your name is." The old man asked politely after sitting down.

Matthew just told Qiu Ke that his last name was Chen, but he didn't tell his real name.

"Chen Ping, a casual cultivator." Matthew said casually.

This name is very common and popular. Even if Kuzhu Island wants to investigate, it will be in vain.

"Xiao Ke promised Daoyou to use the Soul-Condensing Grass as a reward for saving his life. I have no opinion on this matter." Sangzhu didn't care whether the name Matthew reported was true or false, and continued to speak.

After saying that, he took out a long wooden box from the storage bag and placed it on the bamboo table.

In front of Matthew, Sang Zhu opened the wooden box.

Matthew's expressionless face finally showed a smile after seeing the spiritual medicine inside.

The box was indeed the Soul Condensing Grass.

And the age was exactly what he asked for.

After taking a few glances, Matthew unceremoniously put away the wooden box and the Soul Condensing Grass.

After Matthew put away the Soul Condensing Grass, he did not say goodbye and leave immediately.

Instead, he still sat there and looked at Sang Zhu.

Sang Zhu also knew that there were still things that had not been resolved.

After adjusting his sitting position, he said, "Although Zhuhun did not do it on purpose before, he did indeed disturb Chen Daoyou. I also have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. These spiritual medicines are regarded as an apology for this matter."

As he said that, Sang Zhu took out three boxes from the storage bag and placed them on the table.

This time the box was made of bamboo, and there was a faint bamboo fragrance.

This was what Matthew was waiting for.

Without hesitation, he opened the three bamboo boxes.

After identifying the three spiritual herbs in the boxes, Matthew showed a satisfied look on his face.

These three spiritual herbs are all a thousand years old.

This Sangzhu is really generous.

After putting away the three boxes, Matthew waved his arm, and the silver light dissipated.

After the green gas escaped, it immediately floated towards Sangzhu.

"This time, it can be regarded as a lesson for you. Don't dare to do this again in the future."

Sangzhu said distressedly, but a gray bamboo tube appeared in his hand to collect the green gas.

"Your island is famous for cultivating spiritual herbs. Chen just needs some spiritual herbs. I wonder if fellow Taoist Sangzhu is interested in making this deal." Seeing the old man put away the gray bamboo tube, Matthew said.

"To be honest, fellow Taoist, there is indeed a batch of spiritual herbs on this island ready to be sold outside. However, what we need to exchange is not spiritual stones, but elixirs." Sangzhu said with a grin.

"Shouldn't your island have an alchemist? Why do you need to exchange pills from the outside world?" Matthew asked.

"Alas, there were originally three alchemists on this island, but there is no successor. Two of them have already died of old age, and the remaining one was seriously injured when he encountered a strong enemy while looking for items. Although he barely survived with a large number of pills, it is almost impossible to make pills again." Sang Zhu said with a sigh.

After hearing Sang Zhu's words, Matthew immediately thought of the time when Qiu Ke asked him to make Tianxiang Xuming Pill.

He naturally would not tell this matter.

But another idea came to his mind.

"I have a little knowledge of alchemy, and I happen to have some pills in my hand. Daoist friends may wish to take a look."

As he said, Matthew took out more than a dozen jade bottles from his storage bag and placed them on the table.

Sang Zhu saw Matthew take out so many bottles at once, and his face showed curiosity.

Reached out and grabbed a jade bottle, opened it, and poured out the pills inside.

"Middle-grade pill!"

After a brief inspection, Sang Zhu showed a look of surprise on his face.

With his experience, he could naturally tell that the pill in his hand was suitable for the early stage of pill formation.

Then, he immediately opened all the remaining jade bottles.

After checking them one by one, he found that all of them were middle-grade pills.

At this point, he was also sure that Matthew was sincere in wanting to make a deal with him.