I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

Young Master Long weighed the ancient ore he had bought, and he had a faint idea in his heart.

All the ancient ores and strange things in Tianling Stone Workshop cannot be destroyed or opened directly with hands and magic weapons.

You can only open it and count it as your own by relying on what you fancy and then settle the settlement.

If you don't have the spiritual eyes and Qi machine skills to identify ancient mines, you will be fighting pure luck.

"I think this piece of wood looks like a steamed bun, and it is designated to be able to cut out good things."

"No, I think it's this ore the size of a human head. See if his face looks like a successful Taoist..."

Yang Ming and Chen Xuanjing were discussing with each other to choose two ores worth more than ten top-grade spirit stones to try first.

Because neither of them had any experience in this field, and the pockets were really empty.

So it looks very jerky and awkward, and the place where he is standing is also an ordinary spot below a hundred top-grade spirit stones.

"Hey, you two, if you really have the guts to come in, do you still remember what you said at the door?"

"If you have the ability, come and fight for luck and eyesight, and see who can gain the most in this park."

Young Master Long still wore his coquettish white turban, and came with a dozen people behind him.

Without exception, they were all waiting to see a good show, and looked at Yang Ming and Yang Ming with teasing eyes.

"It's better to play luck, or to use eyesight!"

Some passers-by who were being selected all cast their gazes, but there was no surprise on their faces.

Among them are people who often come to Tianling Stone Workshop, and some people like to compete with each other.

But they also like to look at such things.

Maybe it can bring me some opportunities and insights in the struggle of others, so that I can be more confident when choosing raw ore and strange things.

"Oh, wait until I finish reading it."

Yang Ming waved the fan in his hand, fanned the cool wind, and waved his hand behind him.

His attention was not on other people at the moment, but on these ancient mines and strange things in front of him.

Although his strength is limited, he has never practiced skills related to eyesight.

Looking at the raw ore in front of him, it is a piece of chaos, and the breath on it is very irritating.

It is impossible to guess what items are contained in it.

This is why most people love and hate ancient mines.

If you are lucky, a good elixir or a treasured magic weapon will be released.

If you are unlucky, there will be nothing in the ore that is opened.

Or just some ordinary iron ore and the like, it is estimated that it can drive people to death.

You must know that the items here are all purchased with the highest-grade spirit stones as the pricing unit.

Getting nothing is enough to make your whole body ache.

But I don't know if it's because of the connection between his body and the sign-in system, or because Yang Ming's practice is special.

After spending another half a quarter of an hour, he still saw something strange about the ore the size of a human head.

Over the long years, the breath of heaven and earth has changed repeatedly, forming a special field and formation-like existence on ancient mines and strange objects.

A group of metal fists exuding golden light seemed to be inside the human head ore in front of him.

Yang Mingyue seemed to sink into it, and Young Master Long beside him felt his face getting hotter and hotter, and traces of black air began to emerge.

"Brother Long, these two natives seem to be stupid. They didn't take you seriously. They didn't take you seriously at all."

Huang Xin and Wang Xie fanned the flames and said things that made both sides angry.