There is a new person in the Jade Card group chat, and everyone is excited.

No. 6: "No. 1, please inform us of your name, gender, affiliation, and current location!"

No. 4: "No. 1, please inform us of your name, gender, affiliation, and current location!"

Yang Bo saw the message and was about to copy it. Unexpectedly, No. 3 and No. 2 copied it before him, but Yang Bo still copied it.

Number 1: "..."

"Does everyone already know each other's identities? If everyone knows, I will tell you!"

No. 6: "We already know each other, tell me!"

Number 1: "As far as I know, even if we all act together, we don't know each other's identities, right?"

After seeing this sentence, Yupai suddenly became quiet, because everyone realized that No. 1 is not simple!

No. 3: "No. 1, where are you from? Do you know about jade cards?"

No. 1: "My jade medal was stolen, but I know its existence!"

"Have any of you friends already reached the lower realm? Can you help me find someone in the lower realm?"

No one responded, but started chatting privately.

Yang Bo also received everyone's reminder, "Beware of No. 1!"

Yang Bo couldn't help but sigh helplessly. The originally cheerful group chat was about to break up. He originally wanted to ask questions about the Nine-Character Mantra, but now it seems that he has no chance to ask questions and can only communicate in private.

No one responded to No. 1's question for a long time. No. 1 seemed to realize the problem and fell silent.

Yang Bo has made no progress in the Nine-Character Mantra, and he has also made no progress in understanding the Taoist skills of the Red Gold Walking Dragon. This makes Yang Bo very distressed. Every time he feels that he has made progress, he will be interrupted because he feels that there is a gap.

This feeling was like a mysterious force forcibly interrupting his understanding.

In the next two years, Yang Bo has been in a state of semi-reclusion. He has refined a lot of Nirvana Pills to improve his cultivation.

Yang Bo started refining elixirs again, and in the process of refining elixirs, he felt the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Two years passed almost in a flash. The entire continent was undergoing changes. More monks from the upper world arrived, and the world became increasingly chaotic.

A large number of forces that originally existed in this world were all occupied one after another.

Yang Bo returned to the East China Sea and saw that the East China Sea was calm and calm, and he felt relieved. However, Kui became friendly after seeing Yang Bo.

Kui's luck became stronger and stronger, so much so that the aura of Dabo Fairy Island in the East China Sea became a little richer. There were fewer spirit beasts that had been wandering around the fairy island, but the strength of these spirit beasts became stronger!

Although the spiritual beast's cultivation level is still a bit low, given time, many overlords will surely emerge!

Yang Bo went to Huangtian Island, wanting to see Huang's side, but he didn't expect that Huang had gone into seclusion.

Walking out of Huangtian Island, Yang Bo saw a ship in the distance, which was the ship of the past life that he had not seen for a long time!

The deceased old man looked a little older. When he saw Yang Bo, the deceased old man's face became a little more happy, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but you still have the same style!"

Yang Bo quickly handed over his hand and said, "My predecessors in the past were working so hard. It was so hard!"

The deceased old man chuckled, "This is my mission, I must do it!"

"During this period of time, I have been traveling across all realms, but I have heard about Fellow Daoist Yang's reputation more and more times. Although Fellow Daoist Yang has never left this world, his reputation has spread throughout all realms!"

Yang Bo looked at the deceased old man and asked, "Senior, I want to inquire about something from you!"

"When you went to the upper realm to complain about the Golden Dragon Gate incident, who did you tell this matter? Does the upper realm now know about the emergence of the Gods and Demons Sect in the Golden Dragon Gate?"

The deceased old man said helplessly: "With my level of cultivation, it is impossible to see the Taoist ancestor. I found a fake Taoist ancestor to file a complaint, but I didn't expect that the Jinlongmen got the news and even escaped with the sect!"

"I heard that now the Divine Demon Sect has shown great power and defeated the Law Monk Alliance!"

Yang Bo looked at the deceased old man and said, "Senior, you have traveled around the world and you should be very aware of all the forces. What do you think the ancient monks have a chance of winning in this great battle?"

"I feel that the strength of the ancient monks may be weaker. Is this true?"

The deceased old man chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, what do you think?"

"Actually, until now, I haven't seen the confidence of the ancient monks to participate in the battle of the great avenues?"

When Yang Bo heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, "In other words, the ancient monk has no chance of winning?"

The old man who passed away laughed and said, "Sometimes, what you see and hear is not entirely true, and many things are hidden!"

"Since the ancient monk dares to confront the law monk, he must be confident!"

Yang Bo looked at the deceased old man and nodded slightly, but he didn't believe it in his heart, because he could clearly feel that the ancient monks were weak.

After a while, Yang Bo looked up at the deceased old man and asked curiously: "Senior, you came to see me. Is there something wrong?"

The deceased old man nodded and said: "As you know, because of the last complaint, I had a big conflict with the Gods and Demons Sect, and the Gods and Demons Sect sent people to hunt me down!"

"Although I have a rebirth ship and can travel across all realms, the person who is chasing me has too high a level of cultivation and it is difficult for me to get rid of him!"

Yang Bo frowned, "Senior, how do you want me to help you?"

The old man who passed away said: "I want to borrow something from fellow Taoist Yang!"

When Yang Bo heard this, he immediately stepped back, because many times, the next sentence of the other party is to borrow your head!

The old man who passed away was startled for a moment. He obviously didn't know about this. He continued: "I want to borrow your luck!"

"You are the son of destiny in this world. As long as you can cede a small part of your destiny, you can hide it from me!"

Yang Bo looked at the other person. The deceased old man's eyes were sincere and he seemed to have no scheming at all.

However, Yang Bo could not easily trust the other party. Yang Bo shook his head and said: "Senior, you can extract the luck of other people, and it is the same!"

"I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to extract my fortune canopy!"

The old man who passed away smiled and said: "Friend Yang, please rest assured, I am already prepared!"

After hearing this, Yang Bo was even less likely to let the other party take away his luck. The addition of luck can make people lucky, but it is precisely because of this that the addition of luck will align with one's own destiny.

Together!

If one's own luck dissipates and is assimilated into the world, this is easy to say, but if it is used for other purposes, it is very likely that it will come back!

The deceased old man carried Yang Bo's luck. If he was beheaded by the enemy, it would be equivalent to beheading Yang Bo!
Chapter completed!