Chapter 466 Xiangshi Competition

“Hoo!...Hoo!…”

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Feng Hao fell asleep quickly.

In these days, he was always on tenterhooks, and he was indeed physically and mentally exhausted. Now that he had arrived in Langye Ancient City, he was relieved, put down his guard, and could sleep without any worries. .

　"Such as!..."

There was a rustling sound, and a dragon head emerged from his sleeves. It was the descendant of the virtual dragon. Little black dragon.

It wrinkled its big nostrils slightly, and then a pair of eyes burst out with a strange light. It turned its head and glanced at the sleeping Feng Hao, and a humanized look appeared in its bright eyes. Stunned, he immediately got closer and sniffed Feng Hao's breath vigorously, and then let out a sigh of relief.

　“Whoosh!”

With a slight sound, the little black dragon disappeared without a trace like a ghost. I don’t know where it went. It wasn’t until nearly dawn that it appeared. Returning to Feng Hao's sleeves, it was as if nothing had happened.

It was another three hours of practicing the Purple Qi East Coming, and it was not until the scorching sun hung high that Feng Hao opened his eyes.

Quickly, he filtered through the recent information and then remembered the little black dragon.

Turning his hand, he took out the sleepy little black dragon entrenched on his arm.

This is the son of Void Dragon!

"Daddy!"

The milky voice sounded directly in the depths of Feng Hao's mind, making him feel incredible.

However, he was relieved when he thought that Xulong was proficient in human language.

However, the little black dragon’s name made him feel a little uncomfortable, ‘Daddy’? He actually became a dragon dad?

"Ahem, little guy, can you change your name?"

Feng Hao coughed twice and said to the little black dragon in a consultative tone.

"Don't you want the baby anymore?"

A slightly whimpering voice sounded, and there was mist in the little black dragon's eyes, which was very pitiful.

"Uh... no, don't..."

Looking at those mist-like eyes, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a headache.

I don’t know why, because of that drop of blood, he had a strange connection with the little black dragon, just like blood connection. At this time, looking at the pitiful appearance of the little black dragon, Feng Hao Then he softened his heart.

"Here, here it is!"

Turning his hand, Feng Hao took out a few dragon egg shells and handed them to the little black dragon.

　"Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

As if he smelled the smell, the little ball popped out from his collar, and a pair of big bright eyes locked on the little black dragon. The dragon egg shell was grasped in his claws, and there was a hint of salivation in his eyes.

“It’s none of your business!”

Feng Hao pressed it back angrily.

"Whoa!"

It flashed out and stood not far away, staring straight at the little black dragon, its eyes filled with As a threat, the little black dragon stopped biting and looked at it in fear.

"Ignore it, as long as I'm here, it won't dare to do anything to you!"

"Feng Hao comforted the little black dragon, and Feng Hao glared fiercely again. He glanced at the little ball and warned it not to cause trouble. The threat was so strong that it made the little ball pickle.

Glancing at the little ball and then at Feng Hao, the little black dragon seemed to understand something, but it still did not dare to swallow it all by itself. It fawningly handed the four eggshells to the little one. After having two pieces of balls, I started enjoying them together.

"What on earth is this guy?"

Watching the dragon eggshell nibbling contentedly, Feng Hao was shocked.

This little black dragon is the descendant of the Qinglong. He is so afraid of this little beast with an unknown origin. You can imagine how extraordinary its identity must be.

“Is there any ferocious beast that is higher than the five ferocious beasts?”

Feng Hao couldn’t help but wonder.

The five ferocious beasts represent the five extremes between heaven and earth. The power of Qilin, the defense of Xuanwu, and the ghost of Qinglong are all invincible. Is there anything else that can surpass them? Above these extremes?

There is no record of this in the classics, so Feng Hao has no way of knowing, let alone guessing the true identity of Xiao Qiuqiu.

“It’s time to go out for a walk!”

Standing up, washing up, Feng Hao walked outside.

Fusing into the broad streets with people coming and going, he walked towards the small stone betting shop he entered.

Inside, there is a lot of spiritual energy, various colors of light flickering, and strange phenomena appearing frequently. Every piece of wool looks extraordinary, and it seems that it is the best quality that can produce exotic crystals.

This outermost woolen material alone was comparable to the high-end woolen materials used in Yuyue Gambling House at that time. This made Feng Hao sigh in his heart. It was indeed not on the same level.

The price was not unexpected by Feng Hao. It was ridiculously expensive. It usually cost more than a piece of Wu Jing. Even the dull woolen materials placed in the corner were priced at more than six figures. .

Looking at those pieces of wool that cost thousands, Feng Hao’s thoughts of being a rich man disappeared.

Here, he can only be regarded as a petty bourgeoisie at best.

　"Hoo!..."

" After exhaling, Feng Hao did not choose those shiny woolen materials, but walked towards the inconspicuous woolen materials aside.

Looking at his actions, a flash of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged gambling officer, but he still followed with a smile.

No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat, so we have to do business.

At Xiao Qiuqiu’s prompt, Feng Hao chose ten pieces of wool containing martial crystals and ten pieces of scrap material, and walked out.

"Chichi!"

Purple pupils lit up. Under the gaze of purple pupils, the two pieces of wool in front of him appeared in Feng Hao's eyes, faintly, He could see that there was a glimmer of crystal light in the piece of wool containing the martial crystal, and although there was also a glimmer of light in the piece of waste, it was not as condensed as the previous piece, and it looked very strange. dispersion.

After carefully observing the twenty pieces of wool, Feng Hao found that if he only looked at the degree of condensed light, the chance was only 50% to 60%.

The key point should be the traces of the luminous flow. For example, if it is wool containing Wu Jing, the traces of the luminous flow generally have their own rules, and the traces of the luminous flow in waste materials There will be no fixed rules for circulation, but it will appear messy.

This discovery made Feng Hao very happy. From now on, even if he did not rely on small balls, his chances of selecting Wu Jing would be at least 80%!

Then, Feng Hao selected several pieces of wool containing spiritual iron and compared them with those containing martial crystals, and discovered different patterns.

For several days, Feng Hao wandered around various small stone gambling houses. After these days of observation, coupled with the experience taught by Fen Lao, Feng Hao made rapid progress. Now, in ordinary woolen materials His chance of picking out the five crystals is as high as 90%!

"Do you have the pupil technique?"

When Feng Hao was using his purple pupil to select materials, the gambling manager following him asked respectfully.

"Yeah."

Feng Hao nodded in disbelief.

"Uh... now is the annual Xiangshi Competition in Langye Ancient City. Master, don't you plan to participate?"

The gambling officer was a little confused.asked.