Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 12: Frost horse in white robe, majestic and heroic

During this hunting trip to the sea of ​​clouds, no matter whether it was traveling to the east, west, north or south, was it possible to obtain at least a second-level opportunity?
Fang Yang's eyes brightened slightly.

If he understood correctly, it was obviously a relatively good hunt.

Also, the Ten Thousand Birds Tribe is just a Silver Tribe. Facing a group of people with such a high status like him, there is no way they will be allowed to return empty-handed.

If nothing else, this second-level opportunity is the guaranteed profit you can get by participating!
Fang Yang re-read the four fortune-tellings again and suddenly had an idea.

Maybe this time, he can get two draws in a row? !

"Second uncle, don't worry. During this trip, my nephew will definitely not be afraid of the severe cold and spread his wings and soar!" Fang Yang said firmly.

"Yes." Uncle Fang looked at the high-spirited Fang Yang and became more and more satisfied.

This made Second Uncle Fang think that his choice to operate favors at a certain cost and to allow Fang Yang to insert himself into Yunhai Hunting was the right choice.

There are some things that cannot be fought or fought over for the time being.

But there are some things that we must fight for. At the very least, we must adopt a proactive attitude.

Regarding the trade-offs, Uncle Fang thought that Fang Yang had done a good job.

With such a foundation of xinxing cultivation, it is difficult for Fang Yang to grow crooked.

In this way, they, the older generation, only need to think carefully about how to allocate resources to Fang Yang.

Second Uncle Fang smiled: "Then let me tell you about this flying fish hunting in the sea of ​​clouds..."

The sea of ​​flying fish and clouds is a wonderful place among the blessed land of thousands of birds.

Every three to five years, flying fish populations increase in number.

Among them, the realms of flying fish from low to high are: two-wing flying fish, four-wing flying fish and six-wing flying fish.

Because flying fish is a special kind of fish, its body contains a trace of dragon blood.

The higher the realm, the purer the bloodline.

What's even better is that the flying fish's aggression is almost non-existent.

Based on various circumstances, flying fish have a unique effect: when birds and raptors eat it, it will be beneficial to their growth and even purify their blood!
And this is the reason why Fang Yang is asked to participate in the Yunhai Hunting as an eagle master.

"A two-winged flying fish, corresponding to a first-level ferocious beast, can be sold for two hundred yuan stones."

"A four-winged flying fish, corresponding to the second-level ferocious beast, can be sold for a thousand yuan stones."

"If, I mean if, you can really catch a six-winged flying fish, then don't sell it.

I have personally come to refine the Wind Riding Pill for you. With your qualifications, I hope you will soon be able to experience the mystery of the wind through the Fire Eagle Shadow, making your body movements more agile.

It may even be possible for you to reach a situation where "fire takes advantage of the wind, and the wind helps the fire"! "

Uncle Fang narrowed his eyes and spoke bit by bit.

After that, he waved his cuffs lightly.

A breeze suddenly picked up, and several items gradually appeared on the ground.

A spear, a mind protector, a set of silver-white robes and armor... put them on, and you become a white-robed warrior!
"Originally, I wanted to hand them over to you when the war broke out."

Uncle Fang's eyes flashed with nostalgia: "Have you seen these mottled markings? These are the glory of your father's military exploits when he was young!"

Fang Yang's father was a very senior man, the first among his peers.

Therefore, by extension, Fang Yang naturally has a certain degree of leadership status in the Fang family.

What came to mind was that when Fang Yang showed his talent, the elders of the Fang clan quickly unanimously recognized Fang Yang, and even compared Fang Yang with the ancestors of the saints!
"Shuangbai, come out too." Uncle Fang didn't wait for Fang Yang to respond, and tapped the giant storage bag on his waist.

After a moment, a little white flame suddenly appeared in the sky.

The white fire rose and expanded rapidly, like a big white cloud.

The big white cloud was obviously made of condensed flames, but it brought a deep chill to Fang Yang, as if the air of frost was spreading.

"Boom!—boom!—boom!—"

Accompanied by a loud sound of thunder that seemed to crush the earth, a majestic frost-white Pegasus slowly walked out.

This is the Frost White Pegasus, a terrifying pet beast that has reached the fifth level.

Its entire body is as white as snow, as if it were made of frost and snow. The silvery white is so bright that it pierces the eyes, and there is an explosive power in its body.

The most peculiar thing is that its four legs do not touch the ground.

And when it runs at full speed, it will spread out its feathers of light and soar into the sky.

"Shuangbai, Feiyuyunhai and his entourage, please take Ayang to fly."

"Xu."

The frost-white Pegasus responded, extremely humane.

And Fang Yang was not afraid when he saw it, because Fang Yang had been familiar with the Frost White Pegasus since he was a child and had ridden it many times.

"Ayang, put these on and ride Shuangbai again. Run around on the grassland in the back mountain and get back the feeling of the past." Uncle Fang looked at Fang Yang expectantly, as if waiting for something to happen. "Um."

After Fang Yang responded lightly, he began to put on his armor and mount the frost-white Pegasus.

When Second Uncle Fang looked at Fang Yang, whose appearance had changed drastically, his eyes gradually became moist and he fell into reminiscing.

"It's very similar," Uncle Fang murmured.

In front of him, he saw Fang Yang riding a frost horse, wearing a white robe, holding a spear in his hand, driving an eagle.

In a blink of an eye.

There was a sudden rumble, and the frost-white Pegasus leaped high into the air, galloping in obedience to Fang Yang's will.

The cold wind blew wildly like a knife, causing Fang Yang's black hair to scatter, looking as ferocious as a group of pythons, and the sharp spear in his hand added a bit of cold light.

Further ahead, the white-feathered eagle flapped its wings desperately, acting as a guidepost.

The Frost White Pegasus is a fifth-level pet beast. If the Frost White Pegasus is completely released, there is no way the White Feathered Eagle can catch up.

But this time, Fang Yang was the main one, so Bai Shuangfei Mark restrained his desire to run away.

The sky is blue, with white clouds floating in the sky.

The grass is green and stretches as far as the eye can see.

Facing the cold wind, Fang Yang looked calm.

As soon as he broke into this pasture, he felt as if his mind and horizons had broadened.

Horse, whether it is Fang Yang's past life or Fang Yang's current life, has a very special meaning. It is synonymous with vigorous, bright, warm, high, rising, full, prosperous and developed.

Now, Fang Yang gradually felt these energies.

This was not the first time he had ridden the Frost White Pegasus, but it was this time that he felt these things.

From this point of view, he, who had not yet embarked on the path of spiritual practice before, was a bit ignorant of Mount Tai.

"No problem, let's fly."

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Yang pressed down on the saddle and conveyed the command.

The frost-white Pegasus suddenly exerted its strength, and wisps of breeze wrapped around its legs, forming a staircase.

Then, it actually galloped in the air, flying and running with Fang Yang!
The sunset fell into the starry field, and the clouds poured glaze into the sky.

The night is getting late, the breeze is blowing on the cheeks, and the color of the wood is intertwined with the twilight.

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the figures of one person, one horse and one eagle very long.

Back mountain.

Spiritual Plant Garden.

Lingfang and Senhui, who were tending the spiritual grass Yuanzhi, heard the strange noise in the sky and couldn't help but look up.

What catches the eye is the flying eagle flapping its wings and chirping.

Afterwards, Fang Yang was seen.

Fang Yang, who was riding a frost horse, could see his hands glowing, and his white war spear was filled with cold light.

His hair was flying wildly, and his body was illuminated by white flames.

He stood quietly in the void, his eyes were clear, his body was crystal clear, and the shadow of the hundred-foot-long fire eagle enveloped him, releasing a violent brilliance.

At this moment, Fang Yang possesses an indescribable aura that makes him unlike any ordinary person, like an ancient heavenly general.

Majestic and heroic! Majestic!
Lingfang and Senhui were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene for the first time.

As far as Sen Hui is concerned, she has actually seen many, many big scenes.

For example, her brother Senyue is extremely capable of turning his hands into clouds and rain when the clouds are clear and the wind is gentle.

Compared with Senyue, Fang Yang seemed not worth mentioning.

But precisely because of this, Sen Hui suddenly saw Fang Yang's majestic side and felt a little different.

A tingling sensation flowed through her heart, giving her a different kind of excitement, something she had never felt before.

"Sister, I seem to understand you a little bit, because I actually think Fang Yang will be fun."

"No, no, this is too bad, I can't think like that."

Sen Hui quickly straightened up, cut off the bad thoughts, and changed his mind: "So Fang Yang, is this the reason why you have developed an arrogant temperament? You have no similar people, and you are alone..."

At this moment, Sen Hui began to understand Fang Yang a little.

Her disgust towards Fang Yang was gradually dissipating inadvertently.

(End of this chapter)