Chapter 6388: Battlefield of Luck

After listening to Po Jun's words, everyone thought thoughtfully and nodded slightly: "That's okay."

As long as you don't hand over your luck directly, there won't be much of a problem.

At this time, an eminent monk from the Dajinluan Hall clasped his hands and asked, "It's just Pojun Donor. Is it useful for us to just stand behind you and support you?"

Po Jun nodded: "Yes! In Tianlong Valley, luck itself does not belong to one person!"

"Besides, in your opinion, what is luck?"

Everyone was startled when they heard this and fell into deep thought.

Yes, what is luck.

After they entered Tianlong Valley, they only knew that luck could increase Dao marks, and Dao marks could be used to strengthen their strength. However, no one seemed to be able to answer clearly what luck meant.

In their view, Tianlong Valley's luck seems to be more like a competitive product.

Opportunity, treasure!

But where exactly this thing came from, few people can actually tell clearly.

To put it bluntly, many people in Tianlong Valley actually don’t even know how luck increases.

Because there are so many ways to increase luck in Tianlong Valley!

Secrets, murders, and more!

However, every increase in luck is different. Sometimes it may suddenly increase a lot, and sometimes it may increase very little.

If you kill someone in public, your luck will increase a lot.

If you kill a person, if it is an assassination, even if the person is very strong and has a lot of luck, the increase in luck will be very little...

In short, it is a very mysterious thing.

Everyone only knows that there is some relationship between Tianlong Valley's luck and fame, but they don't know how much.

At this time, the eminent monk couldn't help but ask: "Does Pojun Donor know what this luck is?"

Po Jun was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "I do know something."

"What is it?" everyone asked curiously.

Po Jun took a deep breath and said: "Qi Luck... Since ancient times, those who have gained the Tao have many help, while those who have lost the Tao have few help. The same is true with luck! The so-called son of Qi Luck is a link between the past and the bottom, born at the right moment, and receiving the blessings of heaven and earth. !”

Shiren was startled at first and said bitterly: "Brother Taoist, we all understand these principles, but isn't this the luck of the outside world?"

Po Jun shook his head: "It's the same! The same is true for luck in Tianlong Valley, but in the outside world, luck seems more complicated and confusing, and there is no way to really see it! Some people are lucky, and everyone will say that they are lucky. But I don’t know why he is so lucky!”

"There are some people who are talented and strong, but they are lucky and they are the children of luck!"

"And in Tianlong Valley, the luck here is more obvious, as if it has been embodied, so that people can clearly feel that as long as you have enough luck, your strength will be strengthened."

After a pause, Po Jun said: "To put it bluntly, Tianlong Valley is like a place where luck and fortune are materialized! Here, if you are lucky, you will get benefits, and they are concretely Values ​​are marked.”

Po Jun then said: "I have seen it in some mortal worlds. In those mortal worlds, everyone's combat power will be specifically marked! It is presented in the form of numerical values! There are also some worlds that call this kind of power That’s what it means to be a system.”

"And our world has no numerical values. We can only rely on comparison to compare the strength of combat power. If the gap is large, it's okay. If it's small, it can only be found in subtle relationships, but it cannot be fully reflected in data."

"The same goes for luck."

"In the outside world, luck also exists. In fact, it is similar to that in Tianlong Valley. It's just that the luck in the outside world cannot directly enhance strength and can only be expressed in other ways!"

"In Tianlong Valley, it's more direct."

Everyone was stunned.

Thinking about it, it seems that this is really the case.

But the eminent monk frowned again and said, "Brother Ke Pojun, it's useless for you to tell us all this. Didn't we just ask if it's useful to stand behind you?"

Po Jun smiled and said: "Of course it is useful! Have you forgotten what I just said? Those who have gained the Tao... How helpful! This itself is also a manifestation of luck."

"As long as you stand behind me and support me willingly, that is a kind of luck, and it will also be useful in Tianlong Valley."

The world immediately understood.

What you say does make some sense.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up."

"As long as we can suppress this woman's luck and lose the strength blessing of Dao Wen, then even if she has this weird physique, she is still no match for us."

Tsing Yi's luck is very strong, ranking third on the Heavenly Ranking, with as many as seven Dao lines.

The seven Dao lines... let alone the outside world, in Tianlong Valley, they are seven realms!

You know, a great realm only has nine levels!

No, it’s the tenth floor!

In today's great realm, the truly strong ones have all forced themselves to reach another level!

But even so, the seventh floor is still very high, enough to crush all the gaps. It is an insurmountable gap to the outside world.

Po Jun nodded and said immediately: "In that case, the next step is up to you Tao brothers!"

"Can!"

Everyone agreed.

Rather than finding someone stronger from their own race.

They are more willing to support Po Jun, and then deal with Qing Yi themselves and get the benefits.

After Po Jun received the response, a cruel look flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Qing Yi was still moving forward step by step.

Her pace was slow, but every step she took would raise a terrifying black smoke.

The curse marks on her body became thicker and thicker, and her green dress was actually turning black. With every step she took, a black hell lotus blossomed.

A pair of autumn eyes seemed to have the shadow of the ‘black lotus’ lingering around.

However, just as she approached Pojun by a hundred meters…

Pojun suddenly became fierce and growled: “Little girl, you asked for all this! Don’t blame me next time!”

“Go!”

Suddenly, Pojun took a crest from his waist. The crest was green and not too high in level, but it had four lines on it, and he threw it into the air with force.

Buzz!

The crest entered the air and hovered alone in the sky.

The next second, Pojun put his hands together, and a ray of light rose from his brows, which seemed to be perfectly integrated with the crest, and he shouted loudly.

"Fight for your life!"

"Go!"

After Pojun finished speaking, he pointed his hands at Qingyi.

Buzz!

Instantly, the emblem and Pojun merged into one, and the rays of light shot out, shining directly on Qingyi's delicate body.

Qingyi stood there in shock, and a hint of doubt appeared in her calm autumn eyes.

Immediately, an emblem on her waist flew into the sky quickly as if it was out of control, and then lined up with Pojun's emblem.

It was more like a special battlefield between the two.