A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 3266: Am I a poor ghost?

Chapter 3266 I am a poor ghost?

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

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

"A person with strong luck can often turn a good fortune from bad luck, and can encounter all kinds of treasures, get all kinds of adventures, and improve their strength very quickly."

"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 as long as a strong person can cultivate to the realm of Emperor Wu, there is no one who is strong in luck."

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

"In the past years of cultivating, I also had some adventures, and the encounters were different from those of ordinary people."

Chen Feng nodded: "I know this."

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

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

"I think there are only a few people who have your luck in 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 brother went out and got a lot of gains. Now I am going to the black market to collect all the martial arts skills that can be bought. Buy all the pieces."

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 went all the way to the black market.

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

Soon, Chen Feng and the two 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?"

"Also, I think 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, unfamiliar and familiar, evoked Chen Feng's long-lasting memories.

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

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

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

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

Chen Feng nodded slowly.

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

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

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

The word team reminded him of his years in Ziyang Sword Field.

At that time, didn't he have joined the team? At that time, didn't he have so many 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 the 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.

The last time they were here, they will be here again this time.

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

Sweeping over, there are hundreds of pieces in the three booths!

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 did not know Chen Feng for a long time, so he was very indifferent to Chen Feng's arrival.

As for Chen Feng's attitude toward him, he was rather pleased. He didn't want others to recognize himself. It was the right reason 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 chose to choose, only to choose two exercises and one martial skill.

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

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

In other words, the only real value to Chen Feng in these fragments is these two exercises and one martial skill.

And the degree of incompleteness is high.

Chen Feng shook his head disappointedly and stood up.

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There were a few ridicules 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 sharply.

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

Beside Chen Feng, Hua Lengshuang's face was 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, ignored him, smiled faintly, and then came to the two stalls next to him to take a look.

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 together are probably equivalent to the one just now.