Cultivation, endless reincarnation

Chapter 207 Counterfeiting Technique Breaks the Whisk

Although the trans-domain waterway has not yet been officially put into use.

However, Wuyuan Valley, as one of the stops of the cross-domain waterway, is now in full swing. Thousands of domains and even the longevity domain, a large number of frustrated monks gathered in order to gain a bright future in this transformation.

Wuyuanfang is the nearest square city to Wuyuan Valley.

Naturally, it attracted a large number of monks. As a new archway market, its transaction volume was not inferior to some old archway markets.

Closer to home.

In Shanquanfang.

Except for the store.

There is also a trader.

It's the street stalls on both sides of the street.

This stall is temporary.

As long as you pay some spirit stones to Shanquanfang, you can choose a place along the street to set up a street stall. The two modes of shop and street stall are similar in most squares.

Zhao Yongqi mainly browses.

It's a street stall along the street.

"what is this."

Suddenly, Zhao Yongqi walked to a booth, glanced around, and picked up a broken whisk.

There are only three thousand soft silver threads left on this whisk.

The handle was cut off by something unknown, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror, presumably caused by some kind of sharp weapon.

The reason why Zhao Yongqi stayed here.

Or because it just passed by here.

Suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of the eye.

When the sun shines on this half of the whisk, a faint golden light appears on the three thousand black hairs on the whisk, as if it has absorbed the energy of the scorching sun.

But wait for Zhao Yongqi to come closer.

The golden light on the whisk has long since disappeared.

It was as if what I had just seen was a hallucination.

Zhao Yongqi is very clear.

He couldn't be wrong, he definitely saw a strange golden light on the whisk just now.

"Could it be... this is the so-called dusty treasure."

Zhao Yongqi thought to himself.

After carefully looking at Fuchen, he didn't find anything unusual, but this also fits the characteristics of Mengchen's treasure. If the treasure was found so easily, it would not be his turn.

"This treasure is destined for me."

Zhao Yongqi thought to himself.

"This is a rare treasure I got from an ancient cave."

When the stall owner saw a visitor, he hurriedly introduced: "I don't know what power it has, and I don't have any spirit stones for identification, but since it is a treasure handed down from ancient times, it must have its magical effect."

Pause.

The stall owner showed a desperate attitude: "If you are interested in this Duan Fuchen, you may as well make a price yourself. If I think it is suitable, I will sell it to a fellow Taoist. If it is not suitable, I will make a friend."

"Let yourself make an offer?"

For no reason, a strange feeling appeared in Zhao Yongqi's heart.

He had never seen such a transaction.

Zhao Yongqi looked away from Duan Fuchen.

Wei Wei glanced at the stall owner.

The stall owner was a short, middle-aged man. His lips were very thin, and when he pursed them tightly, there was a kind of unfeeling and ungrateful temperament out of thin air.

[scheming, cunning and cunning]

look.

The eight-character comment came into Zhao Yongqi's eyes.

at the same time.

The qi machine emitted by the stall owner was also caught by Zhao Yongqi, because he only practiced Qi at the ninth level, Zhao Yongqi can refine the opponent's qi machine without any scruples, without worrying about being discovered by the stall owner.

After sensing the thoughts of the stall owner.

Zhao Yongqi remained calm.

In my heart, I was angry and funny.

However, he did not expect that this so-called Ancient Treasure Dust Whisk turned out to be a carefully set routine.

Zhao Yongqi shook his head slightly without any trace.

Just as he was about to put down the dust whisk in his hand, a beautiful woman monk suddenly came from not far away. She looked at the dust whisk in Zhao Yongqi's hand with an excited expression on her face: "How can I sell this whisk? I want it."

talking.

He stretched out his hand to grab the whisk.

The stall owner hurriedly said: "This fellow Taoist came first."

"And started to sing oboe."

If ordinary cultivators are here.

Maybe you will be bluffed by the singing and dancing of the stall owner and the newly appeared beautiful woman monk, thinking that this whisk is a rare treasure, and if you are in a hurry, you may buy it with a lot of money.

But Zhao Yongqi sensed the thoughts of the stall owner.

He glanced at the beautiful monk with an excited expression on his face.

There was a calculation in my heart immediately.

This so-called strange treasure whisk is actually a carefully forged fake, just to attract monks like Zhao Yongqi who want to pick up leaks.

Also.

In order to make this scene more realistic.

The beautiful woman monk appeared at the right time, setting off the authenticity of the rare treasure from the side, so that the purchaser could not check more carefully.

Look at the skillful cooperation of the two.

Obviously not the first time this has been done.

"It was almost a joke, and I really can't be greedy for cheap."

After calming down, Zhao Yongqi was not overly annoyed, but secretly vigilant, not always thinking about being cheap, so as not to be taken advantage of by Xiaoxiao.

thought here.

Zhao Yongqi handed Duan Fuchen to the beautiful woman monk.

"A gentleman does not take away what others love. Since this treasure is destined for a fellow Taoist, He Mou is the beauty of an adult."

Say it.

He left the booth without looking back.

"This"

The beautiful woman monk didn't expect Zhao Yongqi to be so decisive, and she froze in place for a while.

"Ugh."

"It's revealed."

The stall owner hurriedly got up, came to the beautiful woman, muttered in a very low voice, took the whisk from the beautiful woman's hand, wiped it carefully, and placed the whisk on the stall.

"How could it be revealed?"

After Zhao Yongqi walked away and he was no longer in sight, the beautiful woman came to the stall owner with a puzzled look on her face.

"You ask me, who do I ask."

The stall owner said something angrily.

Then there was a trace of solemnity: "Don't think too much, I can't see through this person's cultivation, either he is covered by a secret technique, or his cultivation is far superior to you and me, maybe it's a good thing that he didn't buy this whisk maybe."

"All right."

"You continue to go to the distance and wait for the next fish to get the bait."

After comforting the beautiful woman monk.

The two performed their duties, separated far away again, patiently waiting for the next person to pick up the leak.

Neither the stall owner nor the beautiful woman found out.

On the beautiful woman's cyan skirt, a cyan light spot of the same color as the skirt flashed away, and disappeared silently on the beautiful woman's skirt.

the other side.

After shopping around.

Zhao Yongqi sighed silently.

"No one is a fool. The monk who can set up a stall here is not a shrewd person. If there are items that are suspected to be treasures, they will be put away and try to identify them. How can they be easily placed on the stall."

Immortal cultivators who set up street stalls here.

There is no fledgling Xiaobai.

Every stall owner is a slick and cunning person. After being screened by his hands, it is almost impossible to pick up the leaks.

If you really find a jewel covered in dust.

Don't be in a hurry to be happy.

The "baby" that can be noticed by ordinary monks is likely to be processed by the day after tomorrow, just like Duan Fuchen encountered by Zhao Yongqi.

Zhao Yongqi took a rough tour of Shanquanfang.

Two or three similar routines have been found.

But the best forgery was the Duan Fuchen he first saw.

Other counterfeit exotic treasures.

Even without the technique of air induction, Zhao Yongqi can still detect the abnormality from the strange treasure itself.

(End of this chapter)