Chapter 611 Taobao Taobao. This is definitely the purpose of most people who come to the North.

Because, the Northern Domain is the largest Taobao place in the Tianwu Continent, here, countless ancient treasures have been produced, and once, after digging out a fragment of the emperor's soldiers, the Northern Domain has become completely famous!

As the core of the Taobao land, the entire south side of the ancient city in Beibi is a large Taobao field, and the scene has been hot, attracting tens of thousands of people to Taobao every day.

Taobao is naturally a gold panning in the sand, and there are very few people who can really find strange treasures, but this will not affect these Taobao people's enthusiasm for Taobao.

Because, as long as you can find a treasure, it is enough to change a person's fate in the future, you must know that these are all left over from ancient times, priceless, immeasurable!

Therefore, many Xiangshi masters with pupil skills are also mixed in this Taobao field.

As soon as Yan Qing came to this Taobao field, he went crazy, pulling Xue Yan to drill through the Taobao shops one by one, picking up things that were suspected of being strange treasures and shaking them in front of Feng Hao's eyes, including fragments of weapons, rusty iron swords, strange-looking pimples, etc., Feng Hao was helpless, and he could only sweep them one by one with his purple pupils, from the beginning to the present, within an hour and a half, he had seen thousands of pseudo-strange treasures.

It can be said that in these shops, only a small half is from ancient tombs and battlefields, and most of them are forged by merchants, and it is a small part of them, most of which are lost, just an ornament, and there is not much use at all.

However, whether it is true or not, the price is all amazingly high, just a piece of broken iron, that is more than a hundred thousand Wu Jing, it can really be said that it will not be opened for a year, and it will be open for a year!

In a year, doing a business is not a problem for these treacherous Taobao merchants, and there are many Taobao people who come to the north for the first time, and they will spend a huge amount of tuition in the hands of these merchants.

"Why aren't you one?"

Putting down an inexplicable pimple in his hand again with a faint glow, Yan Qing looked at Feng Hao suspiciously.

"Huh!"

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly, stepped forward, pointed at the pimple and said, "Look carefully, this is actually a dead ancient tree root, but it is possible that the environment in which this ancient tree grows is a little special, and it is just stained with some heaven and earth aura, spend 230,000 martial arts crystals to buy a pimple, do you say it is worth it?"

"Hate, how can there be some of these things, and none of them are useful?"

Hearing this, Yan Qing was a little deflated, pouting, showing some interest.

"Actually, there are many things that are still useful, such as this long sword, which should have been picked up from the ancient battlefield, but it has lost its charm, the material has been wasted, and it is no different from the stone, however, there is still a certain research value, but its price has exceeded its research value. ”

Feng Hao's fingers slightly swept over the mutilated long sword with a few corners marked for 860,000 Wu Jing on the side, and then spoke.

These merchants have long since become human spirits, and they will not buy and sell at a loss, but if there is still a wisp of spiritual charm left in these strange treasures, then they are definitely real ancient treasures.

After endless years, there is still a remnant of spiritual charm, can such a treasure be a simple thing?

"You choose, anyway, I don't care, within today, you have to pick out a real treasure, otherwise, your pupil technique is not practiced in vain?"

Yan Qing shouted a little arrogantly and unreasonably, making Feng Hao a little speechless.

"I'll try my best. ”

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched, and he agreed hard.

There is no doubt about the merchant's ability to counterfeit, with fake and chaotic real is their strong point, even if it is a heaven-level phase stone master, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, if it is not for the small ball ball has no reaction at all, Feng Hao can not be 100% sure of the authenticity.

"I don't know if that guy can sense the aura of the ancient treasure."

Feng Hao muttered, his heart also beat a drum, turned his hand, took out a piece of martial crystal, his purple pupils lit up, and he began the treasure hunt

Walking down from shop to shop, most of Feng Hao swept over with his palm, without sensing any abnormal movement, and the small ball ball never responded.

At night, the entire ancient city of Beipi is still brightly lit, and the entire Taobao area is like daytime, with crowds of people and endless streams.

Along the way, Yan Qing and Xue Yan, two delicate girls, attracted the attention of many males, but whoever dared to fall on Xue Yan's body, the ice cube man would be reincarnated, and he would stare back murderously, not afraid of offending anyone.

"This guy can't be a killer, right?"

Feng Hao glanced at reincarnation and muttered in his heart.

Ruthless, murderous, fearless, if it weren't for his heartbeat, Feng Hao would have wondered if he was a puppet.

"Welcome!"

Feng Hao stepped into this shop with one foot, and a shrewd-looking little fat man greeted him warmly, shouting with a smile on his face.

"This guest can rest assured, the things in our shop are all from the ancient battlefield, and the fake one will pay ten!"

In this way, Feng Hao would hear it several times every time he entered a shop, and as before, he stretched out his palm and swept it one by one

Such a peculiar Taobao method also puzzled Yan Qing and others, but Feng Hao didn't explain much.

"Huh?"

After sweeping all the way, on top of an old pimple, the small ball in his arms scratched Feng Hao a few times left and right, so that he stopped, and his purple eyes lit up, a little, he was puzzled.

This pimple, in Feng Hao's eyes, is a tree root, but it has a special ancient flow.

"Isn't this what you call a lump? what's so strange about that?"

Yan Qing saw him stop, glanced at it, and shouted, "You don't want to spend 340,000 martial arts crystals to buy this useless tree lump, right?"

"This young lady, this is not an ordinary tree lump, this is indeed picked up from the ancient battlefield!"

The shrewd little fat man standing on the side was not happy to hear her say this, his fat face was a little red, and he opened his mouth to argue, it seemed that Yan Qing's words had deeply hurt his self-esteem.

"That's not right!"

Feng Hao was also puzzled, it was impossible for Xiao Qiuqiu to scratch himself for no reason, but he couldn't see what was different about this pimple.

"There will be roots in the ancient battlefield?"

Looking at the pimple in front of him, which was dead but had an ancient rhyme, Feng Hao's eyes froze, and he began to accurately judge the age of the roots.

[These two chapters are so hard, it's six o'clock, I can't hold it anymore, I sleep]