The concept of luck is very ethereal and mysterious, from a person's recent fortune to the rise and fall of a country, all of which are closely related to luck.

If the two words are separated, it is qi number and fate, but luck is not a kind of fate.

Knowing luck, only then can we know how to do our best, or take precautions, or rein in the precipice; know the truth of its prosperity and decline, or not, and know that it is safe and open-minded.

To put it simply, luck represents a change, and there is a pattern in it.

Birth, old age, sickness and death belong to the category of the rules of heaven, so why not luck?

Using the gear of luck to drive the gear of birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the trick that Xuan Wei thought of.

And ordinary luck definitely doesn't have the capital to pry the rules of life and death, so Xuanwei hit the idea on the national fortune.

With the thriving national fortune of China, it is enough to rewrite the life and death of Tan Haoliang!

If he were an ordinary person, this kind of bold act would definitely seek death, and how could he bear the prosperity of the country's fortunes? Even the practitioner would have to suffer a reversal of luck, and even if he did not die on the spot, he would have to end up in a miserable end.

But Tan Haoliang is different, he is blessed and upright, and at this moment, all the people are praying for him, and the whole country is paying attention to his situation.

Such a person, should he afford a trace of national luck?

……

The glow of the stars flowed, illuminating the night sky and reflecting the candlelight outside the hospital.

The commotion and noise gradually subsided, and a quiet and peaceful mood flooded from everyone's hearts, and they invariably clasped their hands together and silently prayed for Tan Haoliang.

Suddenly, a taxi pulled up at the entrance of the hospital.

Before the car could hold firm, the door was pushed open vigorously, and an anxious-looking woman jumped out with the boy in her arms.

The person who came was the wife and son who had a big quarrel with Tan Haoliang in the morning and ran away in anger.

"Mom, I'm afraid!" the boy shrank into the woman's arms, tears pouring out of his eyes.

The boy didn't understand what death meant, but he knew that he would never see the deceased person again, not be able to talk to him, not play with him, and not be coquettish in his arms.

The thought of this made the boy feel sad and frightened.

The woman didn't say anything, just took three steps and two steps with the child in her arms, and ran towards the hospital.

Her eyes were red, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and her haggard face was full of worry and chagrin.

She thought that after she left that house in the morning, she would be able to completely break off with Tan Haoliang, and from then on you are you and I am me.

However, when she learned that Tan Haoliang was being rescued and her life and death were unknown, her heart almost stopped, and her brain was completely blank.

Sitting in a taxi on the way, every second is so tormented, why in the morning she only has Tan Haoliang's shortcomings and shortcomings in her eyes, but what comes to mind at this moment is Tan Haoliang's good.

"Tan Haoliang, you must not have a case! Our family will have a happier life in the future, we will watch Lele grow up together, and we will grow old together! Don't let the quarrel in the morning be the last word spoken between us, okay?" the woman prayed in her heart.

So, life and death are not terrible, what is terrible is that some people die with regrets, and some people live with regrets.

……

The yellow talisman on the table burned out, and the white flags around it also stopped shaking.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, this Yansheng Jiao is completed!" Xuan Wei let out a long breath and wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead.

I have to say that the process of the abbot Yansheng Jiao is thrilling, especially when he borrowed that trace of national fortune, Xuanwei almost didn't move a stone to hit himself in the foot.

Fortunately, the national fortune has a spirit, and he stopped resisting after knowing that Xuanwei was using its power to prolong Tan Haoliang's life, otherwise it is difficult to say whether Jiao Yi succeeded or not.

"Daoist Xuanwei, is this okay?" asked Li Xin'er.

Even tomorrow night they couldn't see the doorway in this Yansheng Jiao, let alone Li Xin'er and the others, so they saw Xuanwei light a candle, and then Jieyin recited something they didn't understand.

"The Jiao ceremony has ended, if nothing else, Tan Haoliang should be fine. Xuanwei nodded and said slowly.

With the help of the Qi Hope Technique, Xuan Wei could see that Tan Haoliang's life star had become a little brighter, and his luck around him was also a lot stronger.

"Huh?" Just as Xuan Wei withdrew the Xuanqing Qi that had escaped from his life star, he suddenly noticed that the Xuanqing Qi seemed to have changed slightly.

I saw that in the dark cyan air mass, there were a few more traces of crimson veins, which looked slightly weird.

Xuan Wei couldn't help frowning, he tried to peel it off from it, but the crimson filaments seemed to be completely integrated with the Xuan Qing Qi, and unless they were destroyed, they couldn't be smoothly removed.

Xuan Qing's qi is related to Xuan Wei's own luck, he naturally will not do such a stupid thing to destroy his future, but his own luck is inexplicably mixed with some foreign substances, which makes Xuan Wei a little uneasy.

"Host, you melon peel, you really picked up a big bargain!" the system sounded coldly, and there was a slight sour taste in his tone.

Xuan Wei had already had some speculation in his heart, and after hearing the system's words at this moment, he immediately believed his conjecture.

These crimson filaments were probably the national fortunes he used to borrow, and then I don't know why, a handful of them merged into the Xuanqing Qi.

"Tsk, although it's just a few hair-like threads, it's also the national luck! The previous hosts are not lacking in atmospheric luck, but the host is still the first to carry the national luck!" the system said very emotionally.

Are there any people who have been blessed with national luck? Yes, but very few!

It is the ancient emperor, and only a few people's luck is linked to the fortune of the country.

"That is to say, if the fortunes of the Chinese nation are prosperous, the poor road will also benefit, and vice versa?" Xuan Wei said.

That's true, but the correlation between the two is very small. "The system replied.

"Fortunately, if every move is related to the rise or fall of the country, it is simply a burden. Xuan Wei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, if you get cheap, you still sell well, do you know what the host is called the White Lotus?"

Xuan Wei shrugged his shoulders and directly ignored the system's fault-finding.

"Having said that, since this trick is feasible, can the poor Dao use these national fortunes that have been fused into his own qi fortune to resist the torture of the heart lock?" Xuan Wei suddenly thought about it.

The daily fixed torture of the heart lock is, in essence, the coercion of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and Xuan Weida can rely on his own luck after integrating into the national fortune to resist it.

Of course, Xuanwei's luck is not enough at the moment, and the fusion of a trace of national fortune alone is not enough to compete with the vast rules of heaven in the heart-piercing lock, but Xuanwei does not want to completely offset the kind of collapsing pain, so it can be alleviated a little, right?