Chapter 550 The So-Called Luck

The so-called luck refers to the various definite numbers that bless the heaven, earth and all things.

Mysterious and mysterious, but real.

And not only people have luck, a city, a country, and even an ethnic group all have their own luck.

The heaven and the earth all have the same force, and the hero is not free when transported away.

It is said that when luck is in the body, ants can also fly into the nine heavens and transform into dragons.

And once the luck dissipates, even if you are a dragon, you will be trapped on the shallows.

Hu Ye went on to say: "According to the anecdote handed down from the Qingqiu fox world, every calamity, this world will produce a luck orb, and those who own this object will become the ones favored by good fortune in the next calamity! It will bless the whole group!"

"And this catastrophe is approaching, when the world will open the secret realm of luck, which will naturally attract the coveting of all the gods and demons!"

After hearing Hu Ye's words, Xue An's eyes flickered.

He remembered those pictures on the secret of the turtle shell.

Back then, the Chinese ancestors were extremely powerful, and could even shoot down the troubled Golden Crow with one arrow, but why did they suddenly kill themselves and destroy this world?

And the last sentence, "Bless me Chinese", doesn't seem to be that simple.

Xue An felt a little doubtful in his heart, but soon suppressed it again.

In the absence of more information, wild guesswork solves nothing but invites trouble.

And since this calamity is approaching, the answer must lie in this calamity.

It's time to find it yourself.

Anyway, as long as I am here, gods and demons are not allowed to disrupt the world.

If the gods dare to descend, they will be slaughtered!

Hu Ye kept looking at Xue An, and after a long while, he smiled and said, "I guess you must be thinking now, how to kill all those gods and demons who dare to get involved!"

Xue An smiled slightly, "That's right!"

"I feel a little sympathetic to those gods and demons! Seriously, how did you manage to reach this level in this world where spiritual energy is so barren?"

"Do you want to know?"

Fox Ye nodded hurriedly,

"Of course I want to know. My avatar's cultivation base is too low, and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it in this calamity, so I also want to improve my cultivation base as soon as possible!"

"It's very simple, because I am a genius!"

Hu Ye was speechless for a moment, because he couldn't refute this sentence.

He saw with his own eyes how Xue An in his previous life went from an unknown cultivator to a peerless immortal in just a thousand years.

This kind of progress can no longer be described as a genius, it can only be called a pervert.

But his smug attitude is really hateful! Hu Ye gritted his teeth and looked at Xue An.

But I can't beat him, what should I do?

Hu Ye looked at the jug on the table, suddenly had an idea, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about that for now, old friends meet again, let's not get drunk tonight!"

As he spoke, he personally poured a glass of wine for Xue An and handed it over.

It's just that when he was handing the wine, he secretly cast a drunken talisman in the wine.

There was no such talisman among the heavens, but because Hu Ye often drank with people, he created such a talisman.

Xue An took the wine glass but did not drink it, but quietly glanced at Hu Ye.

"What's wrong?" Hu Ye's face was full of calm.

Xue An shook his head, "It's nothing, I just think the moonlight is good tonight, and it's a good day for getting drunk!"

"Hahaha, I think so too!" Hu Ye smiled happily.

an hour later.

Xiaosha dragged Zhang Xiaoyu who had eaten ten drawers of steamed buns back.

"Sister Long, why are you walking so fast? I still have a steamed stuffed bun here, do you want to eat it?" Zhang Xiaoyu took out a steamed stuffed bun from nowhere and handed it to Xiaosha.

Xiaosha ignored her.

Because Xiaosha is in a very bad mood now.

Not to mention being molested by a guy suddenly, he still can't beat him.

This was simply unbearable for the arrogant Xiao Sha.

It's normal to say that you can't beat the boss.

But that foolish guy obviously doesn't look very good, why can't I beat him?

Xiaosha thought in her heart, quickened her pace, turned a corner and was about to go home.

Then she froze.

Not only was she stunned, but even Zhang Xiaoyu, who was chewing slowly on the last bun for fear of finishing it, was dumbfounded.

Under the moonlight in the courtyard, I saw that hateful guy who defeated him was squatting on the ground and crying loudly.

While crying, he muttered indistinctly.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow(ie)

"Bah, today's moon is not round, I'm so mad! Does the moon even bully me?"

What... what's wrong?

Xiaosha was wondering.

Xue An didn't know when he appeared in the courtyard, and he sighed helplessly, "Okay, don't cry, it's too hard to know you! Hurry up and go back to sleep!"

"Why do I listen to you so much? I won't go back to sleep, I want to sleep here!" As he said that, Hu Ye lay directly in the yard, and snored after a while.

Xue An didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he turned his head to Xiao Sha who was stunned and said, "This guy is drunk!"

In fact, when he was just drinking, Xue An saw Hu Ye's little tricks, so he followed his plan and pulled Hu Ye to drink together.

It turned out that Xue An was fine, and this Hu Ye was completely drunk after drinking three cups, and became drunk.

It's just that his drunken madness is different from others, he doesn't make any noise, he just squats on the ground and wails loudly!

It seemed like she was about to shed all the tears for a lifetime.

And Xiao Sha looked at Hu Ye, who was lying on the ground soundly sleeping, and suddenly smiled.

Hmph, dare to bully me? Now it's retribution!

at the same time.

Kuchan Temple among the mountains in the northwest.

The fat monk finished his incense, and then sat on the futon to start his daily homework.

Ever since his disciple Hui Nian died at the Immortal Gate Conference, this fat monk has closed the gate and completely ignored worldly affairs.

Just as the fat monk was piously chanting scriptures.

In the originally silent hall, there were bursts of voices of celestial maidens chanting, and there was a strange fragrance.

The fat monk opened his eyes and looked up in surprise.

Seeing the Buddha statue facing him, he slowly opened his eyes, and then walked down the shrine.

With every step, a pure white lotus flower will grow under his feet, supporting him to move forward step by step.

The fat monk was startled at first, then ecstasy gradually appeared on his face, he prostrated himself on the ground with sobs, and kowtowed frantically.

"The venerable is above, the disciple bows down to the venerable!"

The Buddha statue walked slowly, and every step it took, the mud tires all over its body would shed a little.

When he came close to the fat monk, he had already turned into a bare-chested, extremely thin monk.

This is the founder of the Kuchan Temple, the Venerable Kuchan who has already ascended to the Buddhist kingdom.

Venerable Kuchan slowly stretched out his palm, which was as big as a cattail leaf fan, and gently stroked the top of the fat monk's head.

"All these years, you have worked hard!"

"I don't have to work hard, my disciple! I will have no regrets in this life if I can see the Venerable return!" The fat monk said with tears and laughter.

The Venerable Kuchan showed a smile, and with his smile, the dilapidated hall suddenly became golden and completely new.

"Very good! This time, you will be my Dharma protector!"

"yes!"