After a while, Ye Wuwu, who had a serious face but was smiling, sat on the chair at the moment and slowly listened to the narration of the person in front of him.

After the owner of this noodle shop, that is, the middle-aged woman, came back, the "situation" in the field suddenly changed dramatically.

At this moment, although the man's facial features are not much different from before, his expression has changed a lot from Fang Cai, and he is talking a little reluctantly at this moment.

"Ugly is ahead, you have to be prepared to pay the price for anything, boy, are you ready?"

Ye Wuwu nodded undeniably, but there was a bit of doubt and hesitation in his expression.

Under the half-demanded and half-coerced by the other party's wife, the man who had never let go of his mouth finally loosened his line of defense at this moment and told Ye Wuwu about the matter.

But what does the other party's words mean?

Ye Wuwu soon knew the answer.

The middle-aged man's voice slowly came from his ears, and his tone returned to the same flat as before.

"Boy, there is an invisible aura in everyone's body that connects with heaven and earth, and this faint connection is called luck by the world."

As he spoke, the man who was called Wu Lao Ghost by the woman glanced at Ye Wuwu, and then continued.

"It's a good thing, it's a pour, it should always be a little understanding, even if you can't use the feeling at the moment, but you've heard of it more or less, boy, understand?"

Ye Wuwu nodded.

As luck says, he still knows a little bit.

The stronger the luck, if you enter the court as an official in your life, your career will be smooth sailing, and if you devote yourself to martial arts, you will break through the realm like drinking water.

But that's all there is to it, after all, that kind of auspicious thing that descends from the sky and is a son of luck has never happened to me.

Since there is none, Ye Wuwu knows so much.

Old Ghost Wu, that is, the middle-aged man's words, came again, and his voice was flat.

"Everyone has a little bit or even a little bit of luck, no matter how much, but in short, everyone in the world has it, you have it, I have it, and there are people who have not cultivated."

"The strength of luck, it can be said that at the moment when everyone is born, it is almost doomed, and it is basically difficult to have things that can be increased in the later stage, but there are no absolutes in the world, it is difficult to have, there are still things."

Old Ghost Wu had a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth at this moment, stretched out his finger, pointed at Ye Wuwu, and said.

"Boy, although I don't know what adventures you have, the luck in your body is obviously someone who has helped you grow, and it is a lot more powerful than your own luck."

Ye Wuwu's eyes showed stunned and surprised.

My luck, someone to help me change? It's a lot more powerful than before?

How did I not know?

Seeing Ye Wuwu's puzzled gaze, Old Ghost Wu pulled the corners of his mouth and said.

"Don't look at me, I don't know about your experience, but have you noticed that from a certain moment, your cultivation above the martial arts has become a lot easier?

Martial arts setbacks encountered by ordinary people, you haven't encountered them? ”

The other party's words undoubtedly reminded Ye Wuwu.

At this moment, there was a thoughtful look in his eyes, and after thinking about it seriously for a long time, a trace of possibility finally appeared in his mind.

Cangyangcuo.

Since returning from the Western Regions, Ye Wuwu has felt that he has been smooth sailing in the martial arts since then, the sword intent has been condensed, and the condensation of true qi has become a matter of course.

Countless people regarded it as a threshold of a product in the trench, and Ye Wuwu didn't feel any difficulties at all, so he stepped over directly.

At first, Ye Wuwu thought that he was extremely talented, and he was a rare martial arts genius......

But now that I think about it, is that so?

It was Cang Yangcuo who helped him improve some of his luck.

Ye Wuwu's expression was abrupt.

But he still looked puzzled.

"But senior, isn't that a good thing?"

"Nature is a good thing, this is a good thing that many people dream of." Old Ghost Wu said indifferently.

Ye Wuwu frowned: "Then why do you say I'm going to die?" ”

Old Ghost Wu showed a strange smile at this moment, it seemed that it was because of the middle-aged woman, and his answer was refreshing.

"The crux of your problem is not this, but at the beginning, someone helped you modify some of your fateful luck, and some of your luck was firmly tied to another person."

"In my opinion, the technique seems very crude, but after so many years, it is now intertwined and cannot be separated."

Ye Wuwu slowly closed his eyes, was silent for a while, and opened them again, his eyes flashing slightly.

He said, "So what will happen?" ”

"What will happen?"

Old Ghost Wu seemed to have heard a joke, there was a smile on his simple face, and then he stared at Ye Wuwu a few times before he said slowly.

"If you keep doing this, it won't happen.

Your own qi is not very strong, and the other qi luck that is intertwined with you, although the old man has never seen it, can also feel that it is much stronger and stronger than you.

Boy, if you think about it carefully, it is like two streams of water, one thick and rushing like a great river, and the other winding like a gurgling stream, and a channel has been opened between the two, what will be the result? “

Ye Wuwu was a little silent.

Old Ghost Wu took a sip of freshly brewed tea and said.

"In the early stage, when the year is good, the water of the river will make up for the weak stream, and the stream will grow stronger."

"If the age is bad, the water of the stream will even flow back into the river and be absorbed by the river, and the rest will only dry up."

"The person who modified your fortune is obviously the person next to you, and he also has a good heart, even if your luck is really swallowed by the other party in the future, you won't do anything, at most, the martial arts realm stops at the moment."

"But now, your luck is so strong, that is to say, you may be absorbed more in the future, and at that time, you kid may not be in the realm, and even life and death are possible."

Ye Wuwu listened for a while, then took a deep breath and asked with relief.

"What does it mean that you can't reach the pinnacle?"

Old Ghost Wu was a little impatient in his eyes, but he still explained.

"A product is divided into the upper and lower sections, not to mention the lower sections, but once you reach the upper section, you will resonate with heaven and earth, that is, you can use the power of heaven and earth, and you will be connected with this heaven and earth.

At that time, it will be time for your luck to be devoured.

Of course, if you stay in the Blowing Snow realm, you should be able to avoid this happening, and even if it happens, there is absolutely no danger of losing your life. ”

Old Ghost Wu said in detail, and Ye Wuwu listened very carefully.

Ye Wuwu got up and bowed respectfully, and then didn't say anything more, and was about to turn around and leave.

He didn't ask if the other party could help him or anything, because Ye Wuwu knew that the other party could say so much, it was already the ultimate, and Ye Wuwu should be grateful.

There is no unwarranted help.

But just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard gate, Ye Wuwu seemed to think of something, turned around and asked.

"Senior, last question, has something like this happened to me in the past?"

Old Ghost Wu was not stingy with his answer: "There have been, most of them are some people as stepping stones for some geniuses, well, it can also be called a furnace." ”

Ye Wuwu nodded, turned around and thanked him, and then stepped out of the courtyard gate.

The figure of the Sword Ranger slowly walked down the street.

Although it is autumn now, the majesty of the autumn tiger is still there, and the weather is not cold at all, although it is not like a scorching heat, but it is still a little hot.

But Ye Wuwu is like falling into an ice cellar, like a cold winter.

(End of chapter)