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

Young Master Long put his hands behind his back, greeted several of his subordinates, and then came to a burning log.

Suddenly, Young Master Long's eyes glowed with golden lines, and his whole body exuded an aura like that of the ancient times, which echoed the rolling log in front of him.

The nails of his fingers became noticeably longer, and a mysterious rune spun on his hand.

He stood in front of the rolling log for a while, then shook his head, and then walked to the side of a yellow stone the size of a rooster.

What Young Master Long is using at this moment is obviously a peculiar technique, as if he can spy on the things contained in these ancient mines.

It's not like you just pick three pieces at random as he said.

Some monks from the six realms suddenly became enlightened after seeing these tricks used by Young Master Long.

What kind of mysterious technique is this move, it seems to have the use of blood, Young Master Long's background is really extraordinary.

The bloodline assisted exercises suppressed the natural formation pattern of the ancient mine, and then guessed what was contained in the ancient mine through the eyes of special training.

Huang Xin and Wang Xie felt that with this ability alone, there were not many people present who could match Young Master Long in terms of finding mines and breaking spirits.

"I see!"

Hearing some people's soft discussions, Yang Ming, who was standing in front of a certain stone, had some enlightenment in his heart.

He wasn't afraid of Young Master Long's methods, nor did he lose confidence.

Although he has never learned the technique in this area, he already has a bottom line in his heart.

Stretching out the fingers of his right hand to stand on the ancient mine in front of him, Yang Ming closed his eyes.

The lotus flower of the original soul in the depths of my mind trembled for a while, and an ancient blue tripod that I don't know how long ago appeared, exuding a little dao charm and ancient opportunity.

At this moment, when he opened his eyes again, the two illusory purple lotus flowers and the cauldron flashed away in Yang Ming's eyes.

Looking harder, his eyes seemed to be able to see more clearly through the ancient shell of the ancient mine in front of him.

His gaze twisted and twisted, avoiding the natural formation pattern on the shell of the ancient mine like a snake.

After avoiding the barriers of these formation lines, it seems to be able to directly identify the real thing.

A group of golden transparent spirit stones about the size of a human head that exudes sharp light rises and falls.

"A golden spirit stone the size of a human head, judging from its strength, it should undoubtedly be a top-quality spirit stone."

After confirming the contents of the mine, Yang Ming felt more confident.

This kind of experience is passed on to the main body, maybe you can earn more spirit stones in the future.

The top-quality golden spirit stone the size of a human head can be divided into dozens of top-quality spirit stones that are standard on the market at most.

Each of the ancient mines and rare objects in the ordinary area contains a hundred top-grade spirit stones, and this Jubao Pavilion really knows how to do business.

When he concentrated his mind and energy to sense these ancient mines, Yang Ming suddenly found out.

Nine out of ten of the ancient mines in this common area are the same.

Either there is nothing, or it is a junk thing, such as refined iron ore, black jade ore and other low-level materials...

It seems that the ore of the ordinary vein is covered with a shell of ancient ore and ancient strange things.

I don't know if this is the usual habit of Jubao Pavilion or a good thing done by a steward who is responsible for collecting ancient mines.

"Profit merchants, I must make you feel bad today."

Seeing Major General Long's big millstone mark, Yang Ming shook his head in astonishment.

Because although the air mechanism on the big millstone is complex and ancient, what it contains is just a piece of black iron.

There will be fun to watch later.

Yang Ming patted his forehead, dizzy for a while because of the exhaustion of watching these ancient ores.

Then, laughing at himself, he continued to walk towards those ancient mines that he liked and a piece of wood that looked like a white radish.

Something seems to be good there.

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