Chapter 937
"Pickaxe?"
Tang Hao was stunned when he heard this. He walked over to have a look and was stunned.
The rows of iron pickaxes are glittering with silver and gold. They are also engraved with runes and seal characters, glittering with a misty treasure light. Some are also carved with dragons and Phoenix, which are extremely gorgeous.
Is this him or a pickaxe?
Tang Hao's face twitched violently.
Even if you make an iron pick into a magic weapon, why are you so gorgeous?
"Ouch! Young Xia, would you like a pickaxe? This pickaxe in our shop is very strong. Look at its shape, handsome! Cool! Carry it on your shoulder and it will definitely pull the wind!"
The clerk looked at Tang Hao and grinned.
"This... Is just an iron pick! Why are you making such a fuss?" Tang Hao said.
"No, it's not just an iron pick! It's a symbol of identity and taste. Look at their family. It's ugly, tasteless and vulgar!"
The clerk is serious.
Tang Hao couldn't help rolling his eyes. It's really a talent! An iron pick can be sold!
"Shit! Who buys who fools!" He glanced at the row of prices and muttered.
The most common pickaxe also needs more than 5000. Like those that look better, they are all 10000, 20000, or even hundreds of thousands. The shape is blind. How gorgeous and gorgeous it is, it looks like an artifact that kills a dragon.
"My guest? One?" The clerk rubbed his hands.
"Let me see!" Tang Hao said.
He scanned the street. There were shops selling pickaxes everywhere, and many people bought them. When they bought several, it was obvious that pickaxes were needed when digging treasure.
Pick up a few more pickaxes and knock. Between different prices, there are not only differences in shape, but also differences in material. The more expensive the material, the better.
He frowned. He didn't know what the requirements of treasure digging were and what kind of pickaxe was suitable.
While hesitating, someone shouted, "go away! Go away! If you can't afford it, don't pestle here and block the prince's way!"
As soon as Tang Hao turned around, he saw a group of people swaggering towards him. The leader was a fat man in his twenties. He was round and his face was round.
Wearing a golden robe with dragons embroidered on it, wearing glittering things around the neck, hands and waist, it's very beautiful at a glance.
Behind him, he followed four men, all of whom should be the cultivation accomplishments in the early stage of the golden elixir.
"Hey! That's you! Get out of my way if you don't get out of my way!" The fat man shouted at Tang Hao with a bossy look on his face.
Looking up and down at Tang Hao, he also showed some contempt and scolded: "poor man!"
Shit! The fat man is so arrogant!
Tang Hao scolded secretly in his heart.
The fat man came over and glanced at the shop. His eyes fell on the most expensive pickaxe and praised: "this is good, pull the wind!"
The clerk said enthusiastically, "I think you are dignified and handsome, sir. You must not be ordinary. Only this pickaxe can match your noble identity."
Tang Hao's face twitched.
one's deportment is dignified? Handsome? A boast is a boast.
The fat man was very happy and said, "OK! OK! Reward! Give me a reward! This, buy it! And this, four, no, what if it breaks down? Give me twenty!"
"Don't worry, I have plenty of money! What's the most in China's gold country, isn't it money!"
"Remember, my name is Jin Duoduo, the three princes of the kingdom of Jin!"
The fat man's nostrils cocked up and his face showed off.
Seeing Tang Hao staring at himself, he frowned and scolded, "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome man? What fun do you want to join in, a poor man like you? You can't even afford a good pickaxe. Do you still want to find a good baby?"
"Come on, I'll show you my baby! I'm the sun god pickaxe handed down by the ancestors of the Jin family!"
With that, he proudly took out a red iron pick, which was extremely cool in shape and exuded a hot smell.
"This divine pickaxe was refined by the ancestors of the Jin family. Over the years, thousands of treasures, large and small, have been dug up here. It is a legendary pickaxe."
Tang Hao was surprised.
Scorching sun... God pick?
It sounds very powerful and looks even more powerful. The material is obviously superior.
Tang Hao grunted and swallowed his saliva. His eyes were almost shining.
"You... Don't you have a pickaxe?"
Then, Tang Hao wondered.
"Hey! It's not easy. It's a nice pickaxe. I like it. I have money! I only buy the most expensive things in the Jin family!" The fat man patted his chest and looked like a local tyrant.
After showing off for a while, he looked at the clerk and said, "how much?"
The clerk nodded, bowed and said with a smile, "Sir, a total of 1.15 million."
"Cheap! It's so cheap! Pay!" The fat man shouted, and a man behind him took out a big sack. As soon as he opened it, it almost dazzled Tang Hao's eyes.
Inside is not crystal stone, but spirit stone, a sack of spirit stone!
Instead of spar, this sack is nearly ten million.
Tang Hao looked straight and swallowed his saliva. His eyes shone with a faint light.
"Darling! Isn't this seducing me!"
Tang Hao swallowed his saliva and murmured.
At the sight of Tang Hao, the fat man laughed and became more proud. This guy's performance made him feel very successful.
"This is a spirit stone, haven't you seen it! Come on, let you have a closer look!"
He also picked up a piece and shook it in front of Tang Hao.
fuck! Naked seduction! Tang Hao almost couldn't help but burst this guy on the spot.
The fat man laughed, paid the money and walked away with the pick that looked like an artifact, which attracted the attention of many people along the way.
"A big girl!"
Tang Hao looked at the guy going away and sighed with hot eyes.
Then, he visited several stalls and inquired about it. He learned that the five-color crystal source was extremely hard, and the degree of hardness was different in different parts.
The deeper you go to wuse mountain, the harder it will be. Ordinary pickaxes can only dig outside. If you want to dig inside, you need a good pickaxe.
These pickaxes are specially designed to excavate the crystal source. Not only is the material hard enough, but also the symbol array of inflammation system is generally engraved to facilitate the excavation of the crystal source.
Jingyuan is a wonderful thing. It is extremely hard under normal conditions, but it will melt when heated by high temperature.
Of course, the temperature required is very high. Even if the general practitioners practice the inflammatory skill, they can't melt it.
Therefore, people who come to dig treasure need special pickaxes.
In addition to iron pickaxes, flying swords and the like are OK, but they are troublesome. Moreover, the crystal source is very hard and will be broken if you are not careful. Generally, no one takes their own magic tools to dig.
Tang Hao turned around and finally bought three pickaxes worth 20000 yuan. They were golden and looked very popular.
Tang Hao was stunned when he heard this. He walked over to have a look and was stunned.
The rows of iron pickaxes are glittering with silver and gold. They are also engraved with runes and seal characters, glittering with a misty treasure light. Some are also carved with dragons and Phoenix, which are extremely gorgeous.
Is this him or a pickaxe?
Tang Hao's face twitched violently.
Even if you make an iron pick into a magic weapon, why are you so gorgeous?
"Ouch! Young Xia, would you like a pickaxe? This pickaxe in our shop is very strong. Look at its shape, handsome! Cool! Carry it on your shoulder and it will definitely pull the wind!"
The clerk looked at Tang Hao and grinned.
"This... Is just an iron pick! Why are you making such a fuss?" Tang Hao said.
"No, it's not just an iron pick! It's a symbol of identity and taste. Look at their family. It's ugly, tasteless and vulgar!"
The clerk is serious.
Tang Hao couldn't help rolling his eyes. It's really a talent! An iron pick can be sold!
"Shit! Who buys who fools!" He glanced at the row of prices and muttered.
The most common pickaxe also needs more than 5000. Like those that look better, they are all 10000, 20000, or even hundreds of thousands. The shape is blind. How gorgeous and gorgeous it is, it looks like an artifact that kills a dragon.
"My guest? One?" The clerk rubbed his hands.
"Let me see!" Tang Hao said.
He scanned the street. There were shops selling pickaxes everywhere, and many people bought them. When they bought several, it was obvious that pickaxes were needed when digging treasure.
Pick up a few more pickaxes and knock. Between different prices, there are not only differences in shape, but also differences in material. The more expensive the material, the better.
He frowned. He didn't know what the requirements of treasure digging were and what kind of pickaxe was suitable.
While hesitating, someone shouted, "go away! Go away! If you can't afford it, don't pestle here and block the prince's way!"
As soon as Tang Hao turned around, he saw a group of people swaggering towards him. The leader was a fat man in his twenties. He was round and his face was round.
Wearing a golden robe with dragons embroidered on it, wearing glittering things around the neck, hands and waist, it's very beautiful at a glance.
Behind him, he followed four men, all of whom should be the cultivation accomplishments in the early stage of the golden elixir.
"Hey! That's you! Get out of my way if you don't get out of my way!" The fat man shouted at Tang Hao with a bossy look on his face.
Looking up and down at Tang Hao, he also showed some contempt and scolded: "poor man!"
Shit! The fat man is so arrogant!
Tang Hao scolded secretly in his heart.
The fat man came over and glanced at the shop. His eyes fell on the most expensive pickaxe and praised: "this is good, pull the wind!"
The clerk said enthusiastically, "I think you are dignified and handsome, sir. You must not be ordinary. Only this pickaxe can match your noble identity."
Tang Hao's face twitched.
one's deportment is dignified? Handsome? A boast is a boast.
The fat man was very happy and said, "OK! OK! Reward! Give me a reward! This, buy it! And this, four, no, what if it breaks down? Give me twenty!"
"Don't worry, I have plenty of money! What's the most in China's gold country, isn't it money!"
"Remember, my name is Jin Duoduo, the three princes of the kingdom of Jin!"
The fat man's nostrils cocked up and his face showed off.
Seeing Tang Hao staring at himself, he frowned and scolded, "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome man? What fun do you want to join in, a poor man like you? You can't even afford a good pickaxe. Do you still want to find a good baby?"
"Come on, I'll show you my baby! I'm the sun god pickaxe handed down by the ancestors of the Jin family!"
With that, he proudly took out a red iron pick, which was extremely cool in shape and exuded a hot smell.
"This divine pickaxe was refined by the ancestors of the Jin family. Over the years, thousands of treasures, large and small, have been dug up here. It is a legendary pickaxe."
Tang Hao was surprised.
Scorching sun... God pick?
It sounds very powerful and looks even more powerful. The material is obviously superior.
Tang Hao grunted and swallowed his saliva. His eyes were almost shining.
"You... Don't you have a pickaxe?"
Then, Tang Hao wondered.
"Hey! It's not easy. It's a nice pickaxe. I like it. I have money! I only buy the most expensive things in the Jin family!" The fat man patted his chest and looked like a local tyrant.
After showing off for a while, he looked at the clerk and said, "how much?"
The clerk nodded, bowed and said with a smile, "Sir, a total of 1.15 million."
"Cheap! It's so cheap! Pay!" The fat man shouted, and a man behind him took out a big sack. As soon as he opened it, it almost dazzled Tang Hao's eyes.
Inside is not crystal stone, but spirit stone, a sack of spirit stone!
Instead of spar, this sack is nearly ten million.
Tang Hao looked straight and swallowed his saliva. His eyes shone with a faint light.
"Darling! Isn't this seducing me!"
Tang Hao swallowed his saliva and murmured.
At the sight of Tang Hao, the fat man laughed and became more proud. This guy's performance made him feel very successful.
"This is a spirit stone, haven't you seen it! Come on, let you have a closer look!"
He also picked up a piece and shook it in front of Tang Hao.
fuck! Naked seduction! Tang Hao almost couldn't help but burst this guy on the spot.
The fat man laughed, paid the money and walked away with the pick that looked like an artifact, which attracted the attention of many people along the way.
"A big girl!"
Tang Hao looked at the guy going away and sighed with hot eyes.
Then, he visited several stalls and inquired about it. He learned that the five-color crystal source was extremely hard, and the degree of hardness was different in different parts.
The deeper you go to wuse mountain, the harder it will be. Ordinary pickaxes can only dig outside. If you want to dig inside, you need a good pickaxe.
These pickaxes are specially designed to excavate the crystal source. Not only is the material hard enough, but also the symbol array of inflammation system is generally engraved to facilitate the excavation of the crystal source.
Jingyuan is a wonderful thing. It is extremely hard under normal conditions, but it will melt when heated by high temperature.
Of course, the temperature required is very high. Even if the general practitioners practice the inflammatory skill, they can't melt it.
Therefore, people who come to dig treasure need special pickaxes.
In addition to iron pickaxes, flying swords and the like are OK, but they are troublesome. Moreover, the crystal source is very hard and will be broken if you are not careful. Generally, no one takes their own magic tools to dig.
Tang Hao turned around and finally bought three pickaxes worth 20000 yuan. They were golden and looked very popular.
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