Peerless Martial Soul

Hua Lengshuang pondered for a moment, and then said softly: "When I was browsing ancient books, I saw that some ancient books mentioned the word luck."

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

"People with strong luck can often turn bad luck into good fortune, and they can encounter various treasures and get various adventures, and their strength increases very quickly."

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

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

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

"I also had some adventures during my past years of cultivation, and my encounters were different from those of ordinary people."

Chen Feng nodded: "I know this."

then. Hua Lengshuang's expression became solemn and she said in a deep voice: "But luck and destiny are also different."

"For example, my luck is only small, but what you have, Senior Brother Chen, is the top luck on the Dragon Vein Continent."

"I estimate that there are only a few people with your luck in the entire Dragon Vein Continent. For people like you, it can almost be said that just a few of you divide the luck of the entire Dragon Vein Continent."

"And even more, you are closely related to Dragon Vein Continent."

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

"Okay, let's not talk about such a heavy topic."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Junior sister, it's just right for you to come here this time. Even if you don't come, senior brother, I still want to find you."

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

Chen Feng said: "Let's go to the black market again."

He took out a few gold thread sachets from his arms, shook them, and said: "This time, senior brother went out and gained a lot. Now I am going to the black market to buy all the fragments of martial arts techniques that can be bought. come over."

Hua Lengshuang was stunned when she heard this, but she was not a talkative person.

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

"Okay, then little sister will go with senior brother."

Soon, the two of them left Mirror Valley and went all the way to the black market.

The two of them were still wearing black robes as before, and their presence could no longer be seen.

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

The black market was as lively as ever, no different from the last time Chen Feng came.

No, it should be said that there is a difference, that is, it is more lively than last time.

"What's going on?" Chen Feng asked in surprise: "Why are there more people than last time?"

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

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

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows: "Team?"

This name, strange yet familiar, brought back Chen Feng's long-standing memories.

"That's right." Hua Lengshuang said softly: "Among the inner sect, some disciples wanted to carry out some powerful tasks, but they were not strong enough, so they gathered a few people to form a team and go together."

"When the time comes, the benefits will be shared equally."

"And some people, after working together more often, have a tacit understanding and friendship, so they have fixed the team for a long time."

"Every time we go on a mission, a few people go together. This reduces the risk and prevents us from being bullied."

Chen Feng nodded slowly.

Hua Lengshuang continued: "They are like this. Although each person's share is a little less, they can indeed perform more tasks than before."

"If you calculate it this way, it's actually more cost-effective."

Chen Feng looked into the distance with a leisurely look in his eyes.

The two words "team" reminded him of his years at the Ziyang Sword Field.

Didn't he already join the team at that time? At that time, didn't he have a few partners with whom he had a very good relationship, and could even be said to be in a life-or-death relationship?

"I miss you." Chen Feng murmured softly.

They were all placed in the Tianyuan Dynasty by Chen Feng. Chen Feng suddenly had an impulse in his heart to go and see them!

But Chen Feng then suppressed this idea.

Now is not the time.

He continued to wander around the black market.

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

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

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

As expected, Chen Feng saw two or three stalls here, and each stall sold fragments of martial arts techniques.

At a glance, the total number of fragments in the three stalls is probably hundreds!

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "The quantity is quite a lot, but I don't know what the quality is."

Chen Feng stepped forward and looked through it.

Due to the isolation of the black robe, the stall owner did not recognize Chen Feng for a long time. Therefore, he had a very indifferent attitude towards Chen Feng's arrival and ignored him, letting Chen Feng browse there.

But for his attitude, Chen Feng was happy. He didn't want others to recognize him, so it was only right to keep silent and make a fortune.

Chen Feng rummaged around in his stall for about half an hour, and then he frowned.

It turned out that Chen Feng discovered that although there were nearly a hundred fragments on his stall, these more than a hundred fragments belonged to more than thirty different techniques and martial arts.

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

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

Chen Feng made a rough estimate, and it was at most equivalent to about half of the complete martial arts skills.

In other words, among these fragments, the only ones that are truly valuable to Chen Feng are these two exercises and one martial skill.

And the degree of incompleteness is still very high.

Chen Feng shook his head in disappointment and stood up.

At this time, I saw Chen Feng standing up and had no intention of buying.

There was a hint of ridicule in the stall owner's voice: "It turns out you are a poor guy. If you can't afford it, don't rummage around here. Can you afford to pay for it if it gets damaged?"

After hearing this, Chen Feng raised his brows and looked at him with sharp eyes.

The stall owner said coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Next to Chen Feng, Hua Lengshuang turned pale with anger and was about to step forward.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and gently pulled her behind him.

Chen Feng shook his head and laughed. He was pregnant with 600 million dragon blood amethysts. If he was a poor man, who in this black market was not a poor man?

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

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

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