Yang Bo raised his hand towards Su Muran and said, "Greetings, senior!"

Su Muran nodded, her lips parted slightly, "Fellow Daoist Yang, I want to ask you something!"

Yang Bo was startled for a moment and then said, "Please tell me!"

Su Muran said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, do you know where your luck comes from?"

"How can we obtain great luck, and how can we make our own luck stronger?"

Yang Bo looked at the other party in surprise. He did not expect that Su Muran would ask him this question.

For so long, Yang Bo had never considered this issue. He just felt that he was born with strong luck!

However, if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is not the case. He is not born with great luck, but after developing super powers, his luck begins to become stronger.

Later, as he acquired more antique treasures and did more things, his luck became stronger and stronger. As for how he got to where he is today, Yang Bo couldn't fully explain.

However, preaching on the fairy island in the East China Sea did bring good luck to Yang Bo. He preached in the East China Sea. This was a matter of inheritance and compliance with the way of heaven, so he would have great merit and great luck!

After a while, Yang Bo looked at the other party and asked: "Senior, do you want your luck to be strong?"

Su Muran pursed her lips and said, "Does Fellow Daoist Yang know much about the Qingqiu Fox Clan?"

Yang Bo shook his head. His knowledge of the Qingqiu Fox Clan was limited to Su Daji.

Su Muran was wearing a five-color dress and a tailor-made gauze skirt, which made her look slim and well-proportioned. She stood up, walked to the side, and looked outside for a moment.

Su Muran turned around and said: "Many years ago, for some unknown reason, the Qingqiu Fox Clan seemed to have been suddenly abandoned by God, and the entire Fox Clan's luck dissipated!"

"This process is extremely slow, but it has had a great impact on the Qingqiu Fox Clan. Since the luck dissipated, all members of the Qingqiu Fox Clan will not go smoothly no matter what they do. Even if they practice, they will always be poor.

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"When the Qingqiu Fox Clan was at its peak, there were three Nine-Tailed Taoist Fellows. Now there is only one Great Elder left. The First Elder is old and frail. It has become increasingly difficult for the Qingqiu Fox Clan to break through in cultivation!"

Yang Bo was very surprised. He used Zhanzhang Qi Technique and stared at the top of Su Muran's head.

Under normal circumstances, Yang Bo would not use Zhan Wang Qi Technique. After all, using Zhan Wang Qi Technique will be noticed by others, and it is very likely that the other party will consider this behavior as a provocation and cause disputes.

At this time, Su Muran stood calmly opposite Yang Bo, letting Yang Bo stare at him.

After a while, Yang Bo sighed. He had already seen Su Muran's luck. Her luck was only as thick as a chopstick. Such thin luck was floating in the air, and there were faint signs of dissipating, but it was dissipating very slowly.

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Yang Bo said: "I can indeed see that your luck is dissipating. Is this the case for everyone in the Qingqiu Fox Clan?"

"Since you discovered this matter many years ago, why didn't you go to Qi Luck Dao Ancestor for help?"

Su Muran said: "We also went to the Qi Luck Taoist to beg, hoping that the Qi Luck Taoist could give us some advice, but the Qi Luck Taoist was behind closed doors!"

"Over the years, the Qingqiu Fox Clan has been suffering from the dissipation of luck, and its strength has become weaker and weaker. If things continue like this, the Qingqiu Fox Clan will most likely cease to exist!"

Yang Bo looked at Su Muran. Su Muran had gleaming peach blossom eyes and a face that was stunning. Judging from looks alone, the Qingqiu Fox Clan would never disappear, but it was hard to say what their fate would be in the future!

Su Muran said: "We have tried many methods. Recently, we heard about Fellow Daoist Yang and learned that Fellow Daoist Yang is the son of luck, so we came here specifically to find Fellow Daoist Yang, hoping that Fellow Daoist Yang can help us!"

After saying that, Su Muran bowed deeply.

Yang Bo looked at Su Muran and couldn't help but frown. He didn't dare to completely believe what the other person said, because Yang Bo clearly remembered that when Su Muran saw him for the first time, his attitude was arrogant and disapproving, not like asking for help!

However, Su Muran is a monk in the Celestial Realm, and her bowing like this is indeed very useful to Yang Bo.

Yang Bo said: "Senior Su said something serious. Since we are of the same mind, we should naturally support and help each other."

"Let me tell you why my luck is getting stronger and stronger!"

"I preached in the East China Sea, and hundreds of thousands of spiritual beasts listened to my sermon at that time. Therefore, great merits and great fortunes descended, so I became the son of fortune!"

Su Muran looked at Yang Bo, "Is that just that?"

Yang Bo said: "This has something to do with my own luck. My luck was not weak when I was born. It was only later that as my cultivation improved, my luck gradually strengthened. Coupled with the incident in the East China Sea, I became the son of luck!

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Su Muran frowned. Of course she could understand what Yang Bo said. Preaching in the East China Sea, especially in front of hundreds of thousands of spiritual beasts, could certainly bring great luck, but this kind of thing could never happen again and could not be allowed to happen again.

All the Qingqiu Fox Clan are going to give lectures!

This method cannot be copied at all!

Su Muran looked at Yang Bo, "Is there any other way?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "I don't have much research on luck, I just think that if you act in accordance with the way of heaven, your luck will naturally be enhanced!"

"Senior Su, can you tell me what exactly the Qingqiu Fox Clan did back then, and why did their luck disappear?"

Su Muran hesitated slightly, shook her head and said nothing more.

Obviously, the Qingqiu Fox Clan didn't know what they did back then to cause such a thing. I wonder if it was man-made or a punishment from heaven?

Yang Bo said: "If you don't know the whole story, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come up with an idea!"

"However, now that the world has changed drastically, maybe the Qingqiu Fox Clan can go to the Qi Luck Dao Ancestor again and plead, and maybe they can get a solution!"

Su Muran suddenly looked up at Yang Bo and asked, "Has Fellow Daoist Yang ever been married?"

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "I already have a wife at home!"

Su Muran said: "What do you think of my Qingqiu Fox Clan woman, Fellow Daoist Yang? She looks pretty, sensible, well-behaved, gentle and considerate!"

Yang Bo nodded, "The women of the Qingqiu Fox Clan are indeed beautiful and pleasing to the eye!"

Su Muran said: "In that case, Yang Daoyou, you can divorce your wife and marry into the Qingqiu Fox Clan!"

"If you can marry into the Qingqiu Fox Clan, you will be surrounded by beauties from now on!"

Yang Bo looked in the direction of Su Muran in surprise. Unexpectedly, the other party had this idea, and wanted to make him a wife, and use his luck to make the luck of the entire Qingqiu Fox Clan stronger!

The role of the Son of Luck is extraordinary. Otherwise, how could Young Master Changge and the others be willing to follow Yang Bo all the time? Because when the Son of Luck does things, everything goes smoothly!

Su Muran also had this idea!
Chapter completed!