I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

Rumble——

Even though he was sinking into the True Essence Sea, the phantom of the Fire Eagle still flapped its wings and soared, turning the True Essence Sea upside down.

The raging fire spread rapidly from under its wings, the fire light shot into the sky, and even the white light film on the wall of the hole made a slight squeaking sound.

In a few breaths, the surface of the True Essence Sea dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One to five, two to seven, three to three.

The blurry light group suddenly condensed into the prototype of an alchemy cauldron.

And the first-order green flame spear made a disintegrating sound.

Boom, boom, boom.

As Fang Yang grabbed Yuan Stone one after another, the light group became clearer and clearer.

I do not know how long it has been.

In the nearly depleted sea of ​​true energy, a fiery red four-legged alchemy cauldron floated up and down. It seemed to be cast by fire, and was engraved with dense patterns of fire eagles. The eagle struck the sky and burned the sky.

"The natal spell [Fire Spell] has been completed!"

Fang Yang laughed loudly and opened his eyes.

At this time, it was already noon time when the sun was high in the sky.

Opening the window, light entered the room. Under the bed, there were piles of Yuanshi dust and Green Flame Spear powder.

Fang Yang gently urged the magic formula, and instantly, the fire elixir cauldron in his body roared.

Phew~

A ball of fire was slowly born in front of Fang Yang. Under Fang Yang's command, the fire swallowed up the pile of powder.

The scorching firelight illuminated Fang Yang's face, making Fang Yang's evil demeanor even more apparent.

At this moment, Fang Yang, staring at the fire, suddenly felt that his luggage bag was empty.

After this night, he still had less than twenty Yuan stones left in his bag. It could be said that he returned to before liberation overnight.

At this moment, Fang Yang felt that the Yuan Stone was never enough.

"Nowadays, the amount of yuan stones I can get from the clan elders every month is only thirty."

"Although it is far better than cousin Fang Xuan and the others, it is still not enough."

"I really hope that the clan elders can open the door to me, but unfortunately, this is impossible."

Fang Yang lowered his head and pondered.

Within the family, each surname basically controls the Yuan Stone of their own children very closely.

Mainly, this is also a kind of training, hoping to keep the "fierce spirit" in the hearts of my own children and not forget the original intention of the struggle between the avenues.

"But I am different from Fang Xuan and the others. I am alone."

"If I can reach the second level as soon as possible, then I can get the inheritance back from the clan elders. By then, my predicament will be alleviated."

Fang Yang gently moved the Fiery Pill Cauldron so that the flame would not contaminate other objects and stay within a certain range.

If Fang Yang wants to get back this inheritance, he must reach the second level.

Among the heritage, there are two restaurants and a brewery.

Thinking about it carefully, if Fang Yang accepts this inheritance, then even if he does not need the help of his elders, he can complete the accumulation of the second level realm with his own efforts, and even charge to the third level!

At this moment, Fang Yang was full of energy.

Then, after a tiring night, he took care of some chores, then rolled into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Go to the medicine hall to review your lessons?

Let’s talk after you wake up!

the other side.

Medicine Hall, Hall A Thirteen.

Sen Hui wandered repeatedly at the entrance of the palace, sometimes standing on tiptoes to look out, sometimes mumbling.

Although she was wearing a green dress commonly used by the disciples of the Medicine Hall, this green dress not only did not suppress her elegance and refinement, but instead made her even more cute and playful.

At this moment, the eyes on her pretty face were staring forward.

After a while, she turned her head and asked Lingfang: "Sister Lingfang, is Fang Yang not coming?"

There was a bit of disbelief in Mori Hui's words.

For Mori Hui, not going to class is a big deal!

She really couldn't believe that Fang Yang was so bold as to skip class.

"Maybe Fang Yang has something to do today." Lingfang was also a little unsure.

At this moment, Sen Hui was frozen in place like a magic spell from the ice.

If Fang Yang didn't come, wouldn't the harsh words she had been thinking about for so long last night have been in vain?

And if she said harsh words to Fang Yang after today, wouldn't it mean that she was stingy?

The more he thought about it, the more depressed Sen Hui became.

She became more and more resentful towards Fang Yang.

Growing up, what kind of talent has she not seen?

A "bad guy" like Fang Yang really opened her eyes.

"Hmph." Mori Ai kicked the threshold very dissatisfied.

…

Different choices lead to different fates.

Fang Yang lived a relaxed and happy life in Cangmu Banner.

But Fang Xuan, who was in the Zhu Lei Banner, was living in dire straits!

Since the last battle in the martial arts arena, Zhang Ye has never had any trouble with Fang Xuan.

But Fang Xuan didn't feel any better.

On the contrary, no matter what he does, he will be blocked by his peers!

Even the young men with the Fang surname did not dare to help Fang Xuan openly.

It can only be said that without Fang Yang as their backbone, their situation is not very good.

One month later.

A letter was sent from Zhu Lei Banner to Cangmu Banner.

It was Fang Xuan’s letter for help!

[My brother Fang Yang, I saw the letter... Every time I recall my brother's advice that day, I regret my mistake... and hope to help...]

The main content of the letter explains Fang Xuan's dilemma, Fang Xuan's regret, and finally, seeks a solution to the situation from Fang Yang.

After all, this is a confrontation between the younger generation, and it is really not easy for the older generation to intervene openly.

In Hall A Thirteen, Fang Yang held the letter in his hand and looked at it coldly.

After a moment, he put down the letter, took out a pen and paper, and began to reply.

[Useless thing, you really disgraced our Fang clan, why don't you get back to Cangmu Banner...

If you don't have the strength, don't show off...

What the elders taught you, you really threw it to the dog...

Or is it that your Yuan Yang has been drained and you can't control your heart? You actually said such a thing...]

Fang Yang wrote with a swift and unrestrained manner, expressing his true feelings.

After stopping writing, he looked at the content and froze for a moment.

It feels a bit too much to say this to a fifteen-year-old boy.

Finally, Fang Yang rolled up the letter paper expressionlessly and threw it into the air.

"Cry~"

The next moment, the white-feathered eagle cried and flapped its wings.

A fireball flew out of its wings, hitting the letter paper and burning it to ashes.

After the secret method of ripening, in just over a month, the size of the white-feathered eagle grew from a chick to a wheel, which was really exaggerated.

It's just a pity that it is still a beast, and has not yet reached the level of a fierce beast, which can absorb and exhale vital energy to practice independently.

Once it becomes a fierce beast, it will be at least the strength of the first level!

[Young people should ride fast and whip, why bother about being strong or weak...

You are a beautiful jade, and now is the time for you to work hard...

I was born to be useful, so there is no need to care too much about other people's eyes. As long as you can defeat Zhang Ye in the future, this matter will become a good story...]

This time, Fang Yang did not scold as before.

He seemed to have become a kind-hearted alchemist, telling the story.

On the other side.

Uncle Fang stared at Fang Yang who was writing with a pen, his expression was a little surprised.

"There are little bits of fire when Ayang moves. He has already condensed [Flame Law] into his first innate magic!"

"No, not only that, his eagle-refining technique is also amazing. What's more valuable is that he has now learned to control his emotions and think about problems from a leader's perspective."

"When Fang Nian's ancestor was the same age as Ayang, he was probably no more than this. I seem to see a bright pearl shining with fairy light, which is about to illuminate the mountains and rivers..."

The light flashed in Uncle Fang's eyes.

Gradually, an idea emerged in his mind.

He decided to work for Fang Yang at the cost of favors, just so that Fang Yang could get a better growth environment.

Now Fang Yang is totally worth it!

Three days later.

Uncle Fang called Fang Yang to him and said:

"Ayang, in a month, in the Wanqin blessed land of the Wanqin tribe, the Flying Fish Cloud Sea Hunt will be opened.

I plan to recommend you to participate as an eagle envoy. Do you have confidence?"

Participate in the Flying Fish Cloud Sea Hunt as an eagle envoy?

Fang Yang was still thinking, and the light ball in his mind was already flashing, and words appeared:

[Flying fish and sea of ​​clouds, a blessed land, many paths, and changes in fortune and disaster are hard to predict. ]

Then, four fortunes flew out of the light ball and appeared in Fang Yang's consciousness one by one:

[The best fortune, enter the east end of the sea of ​​clouds, at dawn, you can get a third-level opportunity, very auspicious. ]

[The middle fortune, enter the west end of the sea of ​​clouds, flying fish appear, you can get a second-level opportunity, auspicious. ]

[The middle fortune, enter the south end of the sea of ​​clouds, flying fish surge, you can get a second-level opportunity, auspicious. ]

[The middle fortune, enter the north end of the sea of ​​clouds, flying fish surge, the center of the storm, everyone competes, and you can get a third-level opportunity in the fire, but a big tree attracts the wind, hidden troubles, flat. ]