I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

Pah, pah, pah…

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rain fell like a waterfall, pouring down on the earth, a vast ocean.

Fang Yang held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, walked out of the Xuan'ao study slowly, got on the carriage, and headed towards the White Feather Eagle Station.

Boom——

A huge pillar of thunder moved like a silver snake, instantly cutting through the dark sky.

It made the earth bright for a moment, and also attracted the four elders in the Xuan'ao study to look up.

"It is said that spring rain is as precious as oil. Another spring has arrived. I don't know if the tribe will let the group of newly awakened children come out this year." Elder Hua sighed.

"I think the children don't need to come out. It's good to let them come out when we are really about to unify Xuanzhiyu and open Xuanyu blessed land." Elder Niao's face was gentle.

Although, a group of direct descendants of saints such as Senwei and Senhui were called back to the tribe before.

But if everything goes well, they will come out again.

They did this to take advantage of a big loophole.

But there is no way, the battle of Xuanyu is the game of saints.

The saints took advantage of the loopholes a little bit, even if the public was angry, what could they do?

Saints are naturally powerful and extraordinary!

"Ahem, Fang Yang has already understood almost everything, we have to make the drama bigger."

"It's best to put Fang Yang in a difficult situation, so that we can see Fang Yang's true character."

"Yes, if Fang Yang stays like this, he will be useless."

"That's right, although we are not training Fang Yang as the first general under Wei'er, Fang Yang can't really lose his combat power, not to mention that Fang Yang still has the potential to become the first general..."

The four elders said one thing after another.

The northern territory of the Changkong clan conquered on the front line was in chaos, and Fang Yang happened to be a [Zhi Ling Wu], so he naturally shouldered the responsibility of promoting policies.

Soon, they reached an agreement.

Fang Yang was led by Elder Hua to train alone outside and observe Fang Yang for a period of time to avoid partial listening and paranoia.

The policy to be promoted this time is: to divide the surrendered people of the Dongfang clan into five levels of status, adopt the military merit system, and gradually break up the old forces of the Dongfang clan...

The next day.

When Fang Yang arrived, he learned that he would go out with Hua Gelao in three days.

"At the beginning, I was the main one, and you took notes. Later, you were the main one, and I took notes."

Hua Gelao had a gentle face and drank tea lightly: "Don't be afraid of whether you do well or not, just do it boldly."

In the study, there was silence, only the sound of reviewing and stamping.

And Fang Yang, who was sitting upright on the carved red chair, was thinking frantically at this moment, and one idea after another emerged in his mind.

At this time, Fang Yang had a vague guess in his heart, and said secretly: "Is this training me vigorously, and want me to take over Sen Yue?"

But in a flash, Fang Yang felt that this idea was unrealistic.

Because even if he was really absorbed by the Sen family, there was still a Sen Wei in front of him.

So, he is the steward of the Sen family, preparing for the next hundred years of Xuanyu war?

So, he actually serves not only Sen Hui, but also Sen Wei?

Inexplicably, Fang Yang felt a little bored and aggrieved.

Because he suddenly found that he seemed to be imprisoned by the Sen family!

He is obviously a general, and at the very least, he is an elixir doctor.

If he continues like this, he will really have a hard time realizing his ambitions, and he will be almost a servant of the Sen family.

As a servant of the Sen family, how can he fly freely in the sky?

‘Haha, interesting, you want to tame me and make me a domestic eagle? I will only be loyal to myself. ’

In a flash, Fang Yang swept away his depressed and aggrieved mood.

His eyes first cast on the [Avoiding danger and seeking good fortune] light ball in his mind, and then he lowered his head and observed his own shadow in the tea.

“Well, I will do my best, don’t worry, old man.” Fang Yang replied.

He intends to hone himself in things. Although he has no spear in his hand, he can have a spear in his heart.

Anyway, there are people to support him, so he just needs to go boldly!

...

The Dongfang clan, like the Changkong clan, is one of the eight golden families.

But what is special is that the territory of the Dongfang clan is almost all cloud islands in the sky, which is very strange.

The Xuanzhi domain is mostly grasslands, with few mountains, but if the cloud islands in the sky are regarded as mountains, then they are not very few, but they cannot be counted as such after all.

What is even more peculiar is that the Dongfang clan is born with wings, also known as feathered people.

"The Dongfang clan is like a feathered person, and the Minghai clan is like a fishman... It seems that my ancestor of the Thunder Control has a wide range of hobbies and interests."

Fang Yang stepped on the deck of the cloud boat and stared at the feathered people gliding low in the cloud island below.

As the flying boat descended, the figures of the feathered people in the field of vision became clearer.

Most of these feathered people were slender and pale.

Some winged people have two wings on their backs, some have four wings on their backs, and one winged person even has six wings on his back!

Those with four wings have already evolved into spiritual bodies.

Those with six wings have already evolved into holy bodies.

At this moment, the beautiful woman with six frosty wings on her back and a holy temperament came over and saluted to Elder Hua: "Senior Hua, long time no see."

"Haha, Mo Bai, get up quickly, you are a 'Tao Seed'. There is no need for a welcoming banquet, just take me directly to the Qingliu City Lord's Mansion." Elder Hua waved his hand, giving Dongfang Mo Bai enough face.

Although Dongfang Mobai was suppressed by Sen Yue, he was a genuine Dao Seed and should not be insulted.

At this moment, Dongfang Mobai nodded slightly and glanced at Fang Yang and others.

When she found Fang Yang, her eyes gradually brightened.

Young!

Too young!

This was Fang Yang's first impression of Dongfang Mobai.

Among the queue of several middle-aged and even elderly people, Fang Yang's presence was extremely conspicuous.

It can be imagined how high Fang Yang's status was.

If he hadn't known that Sen Yue had not yet married, Dongfang Mobai might have thought that Fang Yang would be Sen Yue's offspring.

"Why did Dongfang Mobai's eyes stay on me? She wouldn't think I was a winged person, right?" Fang Yang hesitated.

Although many people commented that Fang Yang was a flying eagle, a proud eagle, and a carp eagle, he really didn't have wings on his back!

But fortunately, Dongfang Mobai shifted his gaze in an instant and led everyone away.

She waved her wings lightly, and a wave of wind and waves appeared in the place instantly.

The wind and waves swirled and entangled, enveloping everyone.

Immediately, a roar sounded, and Fang Yang's eyes blurred.

The next moment, Fang Yang found himself in a mansion - Qingliu City Lord's Mansion!

Dongfang Mobai's magic was close to supernatural power.

At least, Uncle Fang was far from being able to match it.

"Terrible woman."

Fang Yang sighed in his heart, "Terrible Sen Yue."