I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

"Finally becoming a first-level alchemist."

"In this way, I can give Sen Hui an explanation."

"Even if Senyue asks, I won't be unable to answer anything..."

Fang Yang sat in the carriage, with all kinds of thoughts running through his heart.

Speaking of which, Na Senhui was more interested in studying the alchemist's skills than he was.

This made Fang Yang feel ashamed.

The reason why he studies alchemy is because he has the carp eagle inheritance, which records that he can use the alchemy technique to temper the fire eagle shadow.

And after he found a better way to temper and solidify the Fire Eagle's shadow, that is, to condense the [Sky Eagle Vertical and Horizontal Spear] ultimate move, he no longer regarded alchemy skills as his first choice.

On the other side of the carriage, Uncle Fang gently touched the first-level alchemist robe that Fang Yang had just obtained, with nostalgia in his eyes.

Uncle Fang said softly:

"Alchemist, alchemist is good. He is not like a general who charges into battle and fights bloody.

Your talent in alchemy skills is far greater than I imagined.

If you weren't stuck in the battle of Xuanyu and got entangled in chores, I think you could have become a first-level alchemist much earlier.

Xiao Hui's starting point is almost the same as yours, and you are even slightly better than her.

If you are not entangled in trivial matters, not only you will become a third-level alchemist, but you will at least become a second-level alchemist. "

A sixteen-year-old first-level alchemist is very rare. He will arouse the surprise of others, but he will not make others stunned.

Therefore, in Uncle Fang's view, Fang Yang has a large part of his potential that has been swamped.

"There are times in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it. Second uncle, just relax. Walking slower doesn't mean you can't reach the other side." Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

And his gaze was focused on the [seeking good luck and avoiding evil] light group in his mind.

When Second Uncle Fang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, quite pleased.

But as he smiled, Uncle Fang's eyes sparkled with tears.

'Brother, if you could be as free and easy as A Yang back then, you wouldn't have died, right? ’

After a while, Uncle Fang stopped laughing, and the tears in his eyes disappeared.

He opened his mouth and said: "Ayang, Lanxi has successfully awakened, and she has also derived a spirit body, a third-class quality flower and butterfly spirit body."

"Lan Xi..." Fang Yang looked up with a smile on his face.

Fang Lanxi is Uncle Fang's youngest daughter and Fang Yang's cousin.

Compared with her sister Fang Min, Fang Yang has a relatively good relationship with her.

And more importantly, as the White Feather Eagle tribe grows, Fang Yang is in urgent need of more trustworthy confidants.

If Fang Lanxi arrives, then Fang Yang will have a trustworthy confidant, and the White Feather Eagle tribe will run more smoothly.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The carriage continued to move forward towards the main road, and finally returned to the White Feathered Eagle tribe.

As soon as Fang Yang got off the carriage, the little frost horse in the distance spread its hooves and rushed straight into Fang Yang's arms.

With a bang, it was like a rocket launcher, bringing extremely strong wind and waves, causing Fang Yang's black hair to fly back wildly.

"Uu, uh..." Xiao Shuangma pressed her heart against Fang Yang's chest and talked about what she had encountered today.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Yang comforted the little frost horse and sighed that the little frost horse had grown up again.

Compared to the white-feathered eagle who fought bloody battles to find the slightest opportunity to grow in strength, the way Little Frost Horse eats and sleeps is particularly unique.

However, for ordinary practitioners, the pet beast that is more suitable for them is the white-feathered eagle.

Because the amount of Yuanshi consumed by Xiao Shuangma every time he advanced to a higher level was enough to make people feel numb.

Fang Yang was able to support Xiao Shuangma's consumption, thanks to the support of the elders of the Fang clan.

But from now on, this situation will improve little by little.

Because Fang Yang has become a first-level alchemist!

From now on, the two pet beasts, White Feather Eagle and Little Frost Horse, really eat pills like jelly beans.

Even the ordinary flying eagles under the command of the group of white-feathered eagles can swallow the mixed and residual pills and continue to grow.

In this case, the strength of the White Feather Eagle Tribe will continue to grow!

…

the other side.

Medicine Hall Headquarters.

The assessment of the first-level alchemist has just come to an end.

In the past, every time a first-level alchemist emerged, they would be ranked according to the merits of the assessment, and the recording stones would be used to preserve and record them.

However, this time, everyone tacitly agreed to give up the first and second seats in the central area.

Fang Yang is not here, and Chen Ying is not here.

Among them, many people speculated on the reason for Chen Ying's absence: Chen Ying did not want to be a loser under Fang Yang's throne.

But no matter what, after the lack of Fang Yang and Chen Ying, this issue of first-level alchemy master photos seems a bit incomplete.

"Everyone, please line up quickly and take your seats."

The elder of Yaodian urged: "This is a glorious moment in your life. Don't care too much about others. Just be yourself."

But the more this happens, the more uncomfortable the practitioners who have just been promoted to first-level alchemy masters feel.

For example, Lie Shaolong felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation and depression.

Obviously becoming a first-level alchemist is something worth celebrating, but in the end, the result turned out to be like this.

Inexplicably, Lie Shaolong looked at the first and second seats.

The first and second seats were still empty. No one dared to sit there, no matter how much the elders of the Medicine Hall urged.

At this moment, Lie Shaolong was eager to move, especially when he looked at the first seat.

But as soon as he mentioned the idea of ​​sitting in the first seat, he would think of Fang Yang's cold figure.

It was just a moment, and he was instantly discouraged and helpless.

"Forget it, such an existence is not something I can compare to."

Not only Lie Shaolong felt the terrible pressure brought by Fang Yang, but even the elders of the Medicine Hall were surprised by Fang Yang's reputation.

Because the elders of the Medicine Hall found that among this group of first-level alchemists, no one dared to challenge Fang Yang's position.

Fang Yang was just a name, but he suppressed them. It was really exaggerated!

...

Afterwards.

Fang Xuan didn't know where he got to know about the photo taken in the Medicine Hall.

He told Fang Yang about this matter excitedly: "Brother, you are too strong. Do you know that no matter how the elders of the Medicine Hall urged them, those people still dared not sit on your first seat!"

Lu Yao opened her mouth slightly, deeply shocked.

The white-feathered eagle's eyes were like cold lightning, and she was yearning.

It also wanted to be like Fang Yang, to dominate the side, and even become the king of eagles!

"That's nothing..." Fang Yang shook his head calmly, and then crushed the pills, squeezed them into the grass, and fed the little frost horse himself, very calmly.

His demeanor made his cousin Fang Xuan envious.

Subconsciously, Fang Xuan also imitated Fang Yang's posture, wanting to show that calm temperament. But he found that he couldn't learn it, and even made Lu Yao couldn't help laughing.