Peerless Martial Soul

Hua Lengshuang groaned for a moment, and then said softly: "When I looked through ancient books, I saw some ancient books mentioning the word qiyun."

"Qing luck is the condensation of a person's luck."

"People with strong luck can often turn good luck in the face of bad luck, and they can encounter all kinds of treasures, get all kinds of adventures, and improve their strength very quickly.

"And people with weak luck will always encounter bad luck. When practicing, they are in various situations, and their strength is always stagnant."

"It can be said that anyone who can cultivate to the realm of Emperor Wu is a person with strong luck."

She smiled and pointed to herself: "Brother Chen Feng, I am also a lucky person."

"I have also had some adventures in the past years of cultivation, and my experience is different from that of ordinary people."

Chen Feng nodded: "I know this."

then. Hua Lengshuang's expression became solemn, and said in a deep voice, "But air luck and air luck are not the same."

"Like my luck, it's only small, and what you have, Brother Chen, is the top luck on the Dragon Vein Continent."

"I guess there are only a few people like you on the entire Dragon Vein Continent, like you, it can almost be said that a few of you have divided up the entire Dragon Vein Continent."

"And even, you and the Dragon Vein Continent are closely related."

Chen Feng nodded slowly, already having an answer in his heart.

"Well, let's stop talking about such a heavy topic."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Sister sister, you just came here this time, even if you don't come, brother, I still want to find you."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Hua Lengshuang asked.

Chen Feng said: "Go, let's go to the black market again."

He took out a few gold thread kits from his arms and shook them, and said, "This time the senior brother went out and got some gains. Now I am going to the black market to buy all the pieces of martial arts techniques that can be bought. come."

Hua Lengshuang couldn't help but stunned, but she was not a talkative person.

Since Chen Feng said so, she was very willing to accompany Chen Feng.

"Okay, the little girl will go with the brother."

Soon, the two left Mirror Valley, and then all the way to the black market.

The two of them were still wearing black robes as before, and they were no longer able to see their breath.

Soon, the two of Chen Feng entered the black market.

The black market is as lively as usual, no different from when Chen Feng came last time.

No, it should be said that there are also differences, that is, it is more lively than last time.

"What's going on?" Chen Feng asked a little surprised: "Why are there more people than the last time?"

"Moreover, I see that there are more stalls than the last time, and more things are sold."

"Because several very famous teams have come back from outside." Hua Lengshuang said softly.

Chen Feng raised his brows: "Team?"

This name, strange and familiar, evoked Chen Feng's long-lasting memories.

"Yes." Hua Lengshuang said softly: "In the inner sect, some disciples wanted to perform some powerful tasks, but they were not strong enough, so they gathered a few people and formed a team to go together."

"At that time, the benefits will be equally divided."

"And some people have cooperated more times, have a tacit understanding, and have friendship, so they have fixed the team for a long time."

"Every time you go on a mission, a few people go together, which reduces the danger and avoids being bullied."

Chen Feng nodded slowly.

Hua Lengshuang went on to say: "They are like this. Although everyone is allocated a little less, they can perform more tasks than before."

"It's actually more cost-effective to calculate this way."

Chen Feng looked at the distance with a leisurely look.

The words "Team" reminded him of his years in Ziyang Sword Field.

Didn't he have joined the team at that time? At that time, didn't he have so few excellent relationships, and he could even be said to be life and death partners?

"I miss you." Chen Feng whispered softly.

They were all placed in the Tianyuan Dynasty by Chen Feng, and Chen Feng suddenly had an urge to visit them!

But Chen Feng then suppressed this idea.

Now, it is not the time yet.

He continued to wander the black market.

Soon, Chen Feng came to the area where he bought martial arts fragments last time.

In the black market, everything sold in each area is fixed.

They were here last time, and they will be here this time.

Sure enough, Chen Feng saw two or three stalls here, and each stall sold pieces of martial arts techniques.

A glance at the past, there are hundreds of pieces on the three stalls!

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "The quantity is quite a lot, but I don't know the quality."

Chen Feng stepped forward to look through it.

Because of the isolation of the black robe, the stall owner had long since known Chen Feng, so he was very indifferent to Chen Feng's arrival, and he didn't care about it, so he let Chen Feng look there.

On the contrary, Chen Feng was pleased with his attitude. He didn't want others to recognize himself. It was justified to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

Chen Feng turned over his booth for about half an hour, and then his brows wrinkled.

It turned out that Chen Feng discovered that although there were nearly a hundred fragments on his booth, the more than one hundred fragments belonged to more than 30 different exercises and martial arts.

Among them, Chen Feng only picked two exercises and one martial skill.

These two exercises, one martial skill, each have seven fragments.

Chen Feng roughly estimated that at most it was equivalent to about half of the complete martial arts technique.

That is to say, the only real value to Chen Feng in these fragments is these two exercises and one martial skill.

And the degree of incompleteness is still very high.

Chen Feng shook his head disappointedly and stood up.

At this time, seeing Chen Feng standing up, he didn't mean to buy.

There was a little ridicule in the voice of the stall owner: "It turned out to be a poor ghost. Don't mess around here if you can't afford it. Can you afford it if it breaks?"

When Chen Feng heard this, he raised his brows and looked at him with sharp eyes.

The stall owner said coldly: "What do you look at?"

Beside Chen Feng, Hua Lengshuang's face turned pale, and she was about to step forward.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and pulled her behind him with a gentle pull.

Chen Feng shook his head and laughed, carrying 600 million dragon blood amethysts. If he is a poor ghost, who is not a poor ghost in this black market?

Chen Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, just ignored him, smiled faintly, and took a look at the two stalls next to him.

After watching it again, Chen Feng was even more disappointed.

The quality of the two stalls is not as good as the one just now, and the sum of them is probably equivalent to the one just now.

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