The old man took out something from his arms and handed it to Qin Hao.

This is a parchment roll.

And it's very old and looks very old.

Qin Hao opened it and found that there were some mountains and rivers painted on it.

This seems to be a map.

But this map is not complete.

This parchment is only a small part.

"Of course, when we found it, it was placed in a wooden box, but it was too old and the wooden box had decayed." The old man explained.

And they have studied it, and the wooden box is also very unusual.

Even though it has been decayed, it still exudes a mysterious aura.

After hearing this, Qin Hao felt a little moved.

Even the mysterious wooden box has decayed, and the parchment roll has not rotted yet?

It seems that this parchment is indeed extraordinary.

He looked at the old man and said, "Master, you should keep this parchment roll."

Although he couldn't understand the parchment, it was probably valuable.

If you take it to auction or something, you can definitely sell it for a good price.

The old man shook his head and said, "It's useless for me to keep this parchment, you'd better keep it."

Qin Hao pondered for a while, but did not pretentiously, but nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, uncle."

As he said that, he looked at the old man and said, "Uncle, how are you?"

The old man stood up and said, "I'm much better, let's go."

Qin Hao nodded and said, "Okay."

Then the three of them walked and chatted.

"Old Zhao, do you know there are some stones sold there?" Qin Hao asked.

He had already known that the old man's surname was Zhao just now.

"Stone?"

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he looked stunned.

Qin Hao nodded and said, "That's right! Some strange stones."

He never forgot to find the Nine Yang Stone.

Now this ancient town has gathered so many warriors, and they all took out things to trade, so they might be able to find them.

Mr. Zhao thought for a while and then said, "Yes."

"Then you take me there." Qin Hao's face was happy when he heard this.

Mr. Zhao nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, under the leadership of Mr. Zhao, Qin Hao turned over one street and came to another street.

The street is full of stalls.

And many stalls have stones placed on them.

Qin Hao looked happy when he saw these stones.

"Young man, come and see these stones. I am all strange stones that can produce chalcedony."

"Young man, look at mine? I got this from a mysterious cave, maybe I can start the elixir."

"Let's take a look at mine. I got this from an abyss and it's absolutely worth a lot."

These stall owners saw Qin Hao checking their stones and introduced them one by one.

Qin Hao checked it one by one, and soon he looked disappointed.

Because these stones are basically waste stones and nothing is available.

It can only produce some jade or two pieces.

Of course, for ordinary people, this is also a profit.

But for Qin Hao, it is not worth buying at all.

“Is there any more?”

Qin Hao looked at Mr. Zhao and asked.

“Not these are what you want?”

Mr. Zhao looked at Qin Hao and asked in surprise.

Qin Hao nodded and said, "I want some very strange stones."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, his brow frowned slightly.

He is thinking.

After half a salary, he looked happy and said, "By the way, someone got a very strange stone not long ago."

"How strange?" Qin Hao asked.

Mr. Zhao pondered for a while and said, "That stone is actually warm in his hand, just like charcoal."

What?

Qin Hao was excited when he heard Mr. Zhao's words.

"I just don't know if Mr. Wu has sold it." Mr. Zhao said.

"Where is he? Take me there quickly." Qin Hao urged.

"good."

When Mr. Zhao saw Qin Hao's nervous expression, he did not dare to delay it. Instead, he took Qin Hao to turn the street and came to a stall.

The stall owner of this stall is also a gray-haired old man.

His surname is Wu, and he is a long-time friend of Mr. Zhao.

At this time, he saw Mr. Zhao and said in surprise: "Old man Zhao, don't you sell your dragon meat anymore? Why are you here? And what's wrong with your face? I was beaten by selling fake goods?"

When Qin Hao heard this, he showed a strange feeling on his face.

It seems that Mr. Zhao’s “dragon meat” is very famous.

Old Zhao's face turned red and he said, "Why did I sell fake goods?"

The old man smiled and said, "Your prickly meat is obviously python meat, but you just say it is dragon meat. It's not a fake one?"

Mr. Zhao looked stunned and embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Finally, he glanced at the stall in front of the old man and sneered: "It seems that you can't sell your things? Why? Can't fool people?"

"I...you..."

When Mr. Wu heard Mr. Zhao's words, he was so angry that he was so angry that he glared at him.

Qin Hao was speechless when he saw the two of them quarrel like this.

It seems that these two people often hurt each other like this?

Mr. Wu ignored him, but looked at Qin Hao beside him and asked, "Who is this little brother?"

At this moment, he was very confused.

Why doesn’t Old Man Zhao sell his dragon meat, but is with a young man?

Did you hold your thighs?

"He is my master."

Before Qin Hao and Mr. Zhao could speak, Yue'er beside him spoke.

master?

Mr. Wu was stunned when he heard Yue'er's words.

This young man looks like he is only in his early twenties, and he is not a few years older than Yue'er. He is actually Yue'er's master?

Could it be that this young man has any big background? Old man Zhao forced Yue'er to take him as his teacher?

Just looking at Yue'er's expression, Yue'er didn't look unhappy.

"Although my master is young, his martial arts cultivation is not low." Yue'er looked at Mr. Wu and snorted softly: "My master is a powerful martial saint, and his cultivation is higher than Grandpa Wu's."

What?

A powerful martial saint?
To be continued...