I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

One month later.

Under the moonlight at night, the stars are shining brightly, falling on the boundless prairie.

On the grassland, the Silver Tribe of Ten Thousand Birds was bustling with activity.

Because they are holding a grand bonfire feast.

Dancing people, flying birds, blazing fire, smiling faces...

It was obviously a cool night, but it turned out to be even more noisy than during the day.

This bonfire feast was specially held by the Silver Tribe of Ten Thousand Birds for the practitioners who participated in the Flying Fish Cloud Sea Hunting.

The practitioners who came to participate in this hunt were either young geniuses like Fang Yang or strong men who had been famous for a long time.

"Click, click..."

The sound of difficult meat cutting sounded.

It turned out that the girl kneeling beside Fang Yang was cutting the barbecue with a knife.

This girl's name is Lu Yao. She is wearing a leather robe unique to the Wanqin tribe. The long-sleeved robe is blue and white with green embroidery on the corners, making her look free and romantic.

She had a white belt tied around her waist, small flowers on her thick black hair, and white leather boots on her feet.

Her skin is slightly dark and flushed, a complexion unique to the grassland tribes.

Her figure is slim and toned, like a cute and plump sika deer.

"Hey, hey..."

The white-feathered eagle made a quick sound, and couldn't help but flap its wings to stir up the wind, urging Lu Yao to move faster.

The Ten Thousand Birds Silver Tribe was very attentive to this bonfire feast.

Just from the fact that the barbecued meat they eat is the meat of ferocious beasts, you can know that they attach great importance to it.

The more Bai Yuying urged, the more anxious Lu Yao became, and cold sweat broke out on her smooth forehead.

"Stop." Fang Yang said.

At this moment, Lu Yao's body was stiff, her eyes were misty, and she was extremely afraid of Fang Yang's anger.

In this hunting of flying fish and clouds, Fang Yang was the only young prodigy at the first level, and he came from a golden family. Everyone could know how extraordinary Fang Yang was.

And Lu Yao, an extremely beautiful and youthful girl, is extremely rare even among the Ten Thousand Birds Silver Tribe.

Asking Lu Yao to specially serve Fang Yang, in fact, there are some unspeakable thoughts secretly.

Therefore, Lu Yao was very afraid that Fang Yang would be dissatisfied with her.

But the next moment, Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Fang Yang picked up the barbecue and threw it directly to Bai Yuying.

At this time, Fang Yang didn't care too much about Lu Yao and Bai Yuying.

His eyes were on the other hunters and their birds.

"Shen Yuan, her cultivation is at the second-level advanced realm, and her partner is a second-level Xue Yan."

"Hong Qishang, whose cultivation is at the peak of the second level, and his partner is a second level rain bee mother."

"..."

"Also, Mo Hu, who belongs to the Mo family, is at the third level of elementary level, and his partner is a Feitian Biao!"

Fang Yang's eyes quickly passed over the group of powerful hunters, and finally, his eyes rested on Mohu.

Mohu has a slender figure and sharp eyes.

In front of him, there was a black tiger lying, giving people a strong sense of intimidation.

Three tigers and one Biao, like a tiger with wings... Biao has too many powerful pronouns on his body.

It can be said that the most powerful bird and beast master among hunters is Mohu!

And Mo Hu also has another identity. He is Mo Long's biological brother.

Molong, one of the four generals under Daozhong Moriyue, ranks among the top five in the battle merit list, with a distinguished reputation and extraordinary combat power.

In fact, the hospitality Fang Yang received here was already considered very high-end.

But compared with Desert Tiger, it is still not lively enough.

As time passed, the night became darker and darker.

One by one, the hunters said goodbye and returned to their tents.

"Sir, please let me serve you."

Lu Yao followed closely behind Fang Yang and walked into Fang Yang's tent.

When she felt Fang Yang's scrutinizing gaze, her voice trembled: "I, I am still the body of Yuan Yin, I still hope that you will have mercy..."

"The hierarchical world and the overly cold reality make me feel a little uncomfortable..." Fang Yang had a realization.

Because at this moment, the "Yin Yang Tonic Technique" passed down by his ancestors flashed through his mind.

But in the end, he still rejected Lu Yao.

It's not that he thinks he's arrogant, but that he still needs to maintain his Yuanyang body.

The consequences of Yuanyang's leak are particularly serious for a young prodigy like him who has just embarked on the path of cultivation.

Not to mention anything else, at least he will lose points greatly from the elders of the Fang family!

"Yin Yang Gathering and Replenishing Technique" is not his right path after all.

…

"Shen Yuan refused, Hong Qishang refused..."

The chief camp of the Ten Thousand Birds Silver Tribe.

An old man is reporting the situation of the hunters to the leader of the Ten Thousand Birds Clan in order to grasp the trend.

The leader of the Wanqin clan pondered and asked: "How are Mohu and Fang Yang doing?"

"A desert tiger is like a hungry tiger in lust who has no control over his eight daughters at night," the old man replied.

Upon hearing this, the leader of Wanqin Clan immediately lowered his opinion of Mohu.

They are just a bunch of lowly slave women, but Mohu can actually eat them again and again. He is really hungry.

"Fang Yang rejected Lu Yao and ignored Lu Yao's pleas. This is basically consistent with the information we collected. He is extremely aloof." When the old man talked about Fang Yang, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Lu Yao is not actually a member of the Silver Tribe of Ten Thousand Birds, but her origin is somewhat special.

Because her mother is the sister of the current patriarch!

Unfortunately, with the Xuanyu War, except for the eight golden families who can guarantee their transcendent status, everyone else will be involved in this ruthless war.

In this ruthless war, Lu Yao's Qinglu tribe was destroyed a year ago, so Lu Yao was forced to become a highly valuable "slave".

In the end, it was the Wanqin Clan leader who made many attempts to find Lu Yao and take him under his wing.

Serving Fang Yang this time is a rare opportunity for Lu Yao!

"Aloof and arrogant, with a solid Taoist heart. Fang Yang does have the qualities of a saint, and he is a rare young genius."

The leader of Wanqin Clan sighed quietly, his words contained regret, but also happiness.

As for why he feels regretful and grateful at the same time, perhaps, only he himself knows.

At least, the old man standing on one side said that he did not know.

A night of silence.

…

Generally speaking, practitioners at the sixth level and above will not personally participate in mortal battles.

Because compared to them, practitioners of the first to fifth levels are almost as weak as ants.

Once they end, it will bring a devastating blow to the world!

The sixth level is the gap between mortals and the divine.

For example, in the Battle of Xuanyu that swept through the entire Xuan Realm, there was basically no trace of any sixth-order monk.

Therefore, practitioners at the sixth level and above are also called saints!

However, the path of cultivation is the same. Practitioners of the first to fifth levels practice emptiness. Practitioners of the sixth to ninth levels practice the Immortal Aperture.

Compared with the empty orifice, the fairy aperture is a qualitative sublimation, which is like opening up a new small world.

The immortal apertures of sixth- and seventh-level saints are often called "blessed places".

The immortal apertures of eighth- and ninth-level saints are called "cave heavens."

Each immortal aperture is unique and is a part of the saint's body.

In addition to the level of the forged holy body, which represents the potential of the saint to a certain extent, the level of the blessed land is also restricted!

And the Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Birds is the place of the immortal aperture of a sixth-level saint!

"Crash-"

There was a violent roar, and the ground shook.

Countless amounts of heaven and earth energy rolled back like surging clouds, rushing forward, forming a huge light curtain.

Hunters such as Shen Yuan, Hong Qishang, Mohu and Fang Yang were separated, quietly waiting for the opening of the blessed land.

Gradually, a huge light curtain unfolded, forming a portal.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Birds Clan held the token and moved forward to connect with the blessed land.

"Sir, in the Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Birds there are many wonderful places such as the Sea of ​​Flying Fish and Clouds, the Blue Crane Pine Forest, and the Griffin Mountain Range."

Lu Yao showed a sweet smile to Fang Yang: "Even in the entire Xuan Realm, the Blessed Land of Ten Thousand Birds is a major training place in the minds of the bird and beast masters, even comparable to the Carp Eagle Blessed Land that was very popular back then!"

"Huh?" Fang Yang's eyes were menacing and murderous.

For just a moment, Lu Yao felt cold all over her body and her hands and feet were stiff.

The Carp Eagle Blessed Land is a taboo topic for the Fang family, and it has been a source of regret for more than two hundred years...