Want to Take Away My Luck? Come, Be Happy!

I heard that I am the child of destiny. If you increase my favorability value enough, you can take away my luck? Come, be happy! When Qi Rong woke up, he found that he could actually hear the voices of people around him. You don't know if you don't hear it, but you will be shocked when you hear it. There are no normal people around, they are surrounded by those who have traveled through time, those who have been reborn, those who are doing tasks... Qi Rong touched his chin: Come on, get mad! ============= When the Mahayana monks crossed the Linghe River to cross the tribulation, they were unable to ascend because of the lack of a thunderbolt. Later, he discovered that it was a young monk named Qi Rong who seduced his thunder away. In order to retrieve the sky thunder, Yue Linghe, who has always been aloof and arrogant, had to stay by Qi Rong's side until he dies and disappears decades later, and the sky thunder returns automatically. Decades later, Qi Rong, who had low qualifications, actually formed an elixir and gained another three hundred years of life. Yue Linghe: Isn't it just three hundred years? As for me and others, it is impossible for this young monk to refine Nascent Soul regardless of his mediocre qualifications. Three hundred years later, the young monk turned into a Nascent Soul monster and gained another thousand years of life. Yue Linghe gritted his teeth: "A thousand years is a thousand years, I can afford to wait!" Thousands of years later, the little monk with mediocre qualifications saw no hope of transforming into a god, and finally died of old age. Before dying, the young monk held Yue Linghe's hand: "Be happy, I have died and you will be able to ascend soon!" It should have been a happy thing, but Yue Linghe couldn't be happy no matter what. He held the little monk's chin and kissed him deeply without thinking: "Want to die? There is no way!" After ten days and ten nights, the young monk finally succeeded in transforming into a god in dual cultivation. He was very worried: "I'm sorry, the lifespan of a monk in the god-transformation stage is three thousand years. It will take three thousand years for me to return the thunder to you... Um..." Yue Linghe smiled slightly: "Don't worry, first pay off the debt you owed me last night." Intention: Cultivate one's moral character, keep one's mind upright