Treasure hunting was definitely the reason why most people came to the Northern Mang Region.
That was because the Northern Mang Region was the biggest treasure trove in the Tianwu Continent. Countless ancient treasures were found here. Once, a fragment of a Monarch Armament was found, and the Northern Mang Region became famous!
As the core of this treasure hunting ground, the entire southern side of the ancient city was filled with treasure hunting grounds. The scene was always lively and attracted more than ten thousand people every day.
Treasure hunting was naturally like trying to find gold in the sand. There were very few people who could truly find treasures. However, this did not affect the passion of treasure hunters.
Because so long as one was able to obtain a single rare treasure, then it was sufficient to change one's fate. After all, all of these treasures were left behind from the ancient times, and they were priceless and immeasurable!
Therefore, many masters of Xiangshi who possessed Ocular Techniques would mingle in this Treasure Sweeping Field.
As soon as Yan Qing arrived at the Taobao market, she went crazy. She pulled Xue Yan to one Taobao shop after another. She picked up items that looked like rare treasures and waved them in front of Feng Hao. There were broken pieces of weapons, rusty iron swords, strange lumps … and so on. Feng Hao had no choice but to use his purple pupils to scan them one by one. From the beginning until now, within three hours, he had already seen thousands of fake rare treasures.
It could be said that only a small portion of these shops were taken from ancient tombs and battlefields. The majority of them were forged by the merchants. And it was that small portion that had lost most of their spirituality. They were merely decorations and didn't have much use at all.
However, regardless of whether it was real or fake, the price was shockingly high. Just a piece of scrap metal would be priced at more than a hundred thousand Martial Crystals. It could truly be said that if one did not open for business for a year, one would be able to eat for a year!
Making a deal within a year was not a problem for these crafty treasure merchants. Many treasure seekers who came to the Northern Sea for the first time would spend a huge sum of money on these merchants.
"Why isn't there even one?Did you see wrongly? "
Yan Qing looked at Feng Hao suspiciously as she put down the strange lump in her hand that was emitting a faint glow.
"Hehe!"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth curled up slightly. He walked up, pointed at the lump and said, "Look closely. This is actually the root of a withered ancient tree. It's just that the environment in which this ancient tree grew might be a little special, and it's contaminated with some Spiritual Qi of the Heavens and Earth. Spending two hundred and thirty thousand Martial Crystals to buy a tree lump, do you think it's worth it?"
"Damn it. Why are there so many things like this? Is there not a single one that is useful?"
Hearing this, Yan Qing was a little discouraged. She pouted her small mouth, showing some interest.
"Actually, there are a lot of things that are still useful. For example, this long sword. It should have been found in the ancient battlefield, but it has lost its spirituality and its material is useless. It's no different from a stone now. However, it still has a certain research value, but its price has exceeded its research value."
After Feng Hao's finger swept across the broken sword that was priced at 860,000 Martial Crystals, he explained.
These merchants had long become cunning. They would never make a losing trade. However, if there was still a trace of spirituality left in these treasures, it would definitely be a real ancient treasure.
Even after so many years, it still had some lingering spirituality. How could such a strange treasure be simple?
"You choose. I don't care. You have to pick a real ancient treasure today. Otherwise, wouldn't your eye technique be a waste?"
Yan Qing was a little rude and unreasonable, which made Fenghao a little speechless.
"I'll try my best."
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. He forced himself to agree.
There was no doubt about the merchant's forgery ability. Passing off the fake as the genuine was their forte. Even a Heaven-level Xiangshi Master would have a hard time distinguishing the real from the fake. If it wasn't for the fact that the small ball had no reaction, Feng Hao wouldn't be able to be a hundred percent sure that it was real.
"I wonder if that guy can sense the spirituality of an ancient treasure …"
Feng Hao murmured. His heart was beating like a drum. He turned his hand and took out a Martial Crystal. His purple eyes lit up. He began his journey of treasure hunting …
Walking from shop to shop, Feng Hao scanned most of the shops with his palm. He didn't sense anything unusual, and the small ball didn't react either.
At night, the entire Northern Sea Ancient City was still brightly lit. The whole treasure hunting area was as bright as day, with an endless stream of people.
Along the way, the two beautiful girls, Yan Qing and Xue Yan, attracted the attention of many males. However, if anyone dared to look at Xue Yan, the cold guy, Samsara, would stare back at them with murderous intent. He wasn't afraid of offending anyone.
"This guy can't be a killer, right?"
Feng Hao glanced at Samsara and murmured in his heart.
Cold and emotionless, his murderous aura was intimidating, and he was fearless. If not for his heartbeat, Fenghao would have suspected that he was a puppet.
"Welcome!"
Just as Fenghao stepped into the shop, a rather shrewd looking little fatty warmly greeted him and called out with a face full of smiles.
"Don't worry, sir. The items in our shop are all obtained from the ancient battlefield. If it's fake, we'll pay you back ten times!"
Every time Feng Hao entered a shop, he would hear such words several times. Just like before, he stretched out his hand and scanned the shops one by one …
Such a strange treasure hunting method also puzzled Yan Qing and the others. However, Feng Hao didn't explain much.
"Eh?"
Along the way, on top of a withered lump, the small ball in his bosom heavily scratched Fenghao a few times, causing him to stop. His purple eyes lit up, and after a while, he became puzzled.
In Feng Hao's eyes, this lump looked like a tree root. However, there was a special ancient charm flowing around it.
"Aren't you the tree root that you mentioned?What's so strange about that? "
Seeing that he had stopped, Yan Qing glanced at him and said, "Don't tell me you're thinking of spending 340,000 Martial Crystals to buy this useless tree root?"
"Miss, this is not an ordinary tree root. It was indeed picked up from the ancient battlefield!"
The smart-looking fatty who was standing at the side was unhappy when he heard her say that. His chubby face turned red as he tried to defend himself. It seemed that Yan Qing's words had deeply hurt his pride.
"That's not right!"
Feng Hao was also puzzled. The small ball wouldn't scratch him for no reason. However, he couldn't tell what was so special about this tree root.
"There are tree roots in the ancient battlefield?"
Looking at the withered but ancient lump in front of him, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed. He began to accurately determine the age of this tree root.
These two chapters were really hard to write. It's already six o 'clock. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to sleep …
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