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

Chapter 101 Silence
There are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky.

Under the white clouds, Luoyun Mountain is covered with shade trees and the wind blows in the face. There are nearly a thousand Zhuyan wolves hiding among them.

These Zhu Yanlang looked at Fang Yang and his party, not daring to act rashly, and just watched silently.

As soon as Fang Yang returned to the main camp in Luoyun Mountain, he wrote a letter.

He allowed the White Feather Eagle tribe to take advantage of this opportunity to secretly recruit some strong men whose tribes had been destroyed and who had families to support.

Misfortunes and blessings coexist and transform into each other.

On the surface, the White Feather Eagle tribe cannot make a big splash to strengthen the tribe's strength.

But behind the scenes, the White Feather Eagle tribe can do this.

"Seven thousand people, including three thousand elite soldiers!"

This was the instruction given by Fang Yang to Lu Yao.

He believed that Lu Yao would try his best to complete it.

In the next few days, Fang Yang returned to his ordinary daily practice.

The first is to temper the talons of the fire eagle's shadow, the second is to observe the waxing and waning of the moon every night, the third is to practice the black water eagle and the electric python, and the fourth is to play with the little frost horse...

Compared with the dire straits on the front line, his place has a hint of tranquility and stable farming.

It moves like an eagle striking the sky, and is as quiet as a fish diving to the bottom.

The movements and silences were full of the true meaning of the carp eagle, making Uncle Fang thoughtful, as if he had understood something.

"Wow—"

On the cliff, the Black Water Eagle let out a scream.

But because of this, more than a hundred flying eagles listened to the call of the Black Water Eagle, obeyed the orders forcibly, and circled in the sky.

"Although it's a mutilated version, I can finally manipulate Baiying freely."

Fang Yang smiled and narrowed his eyes: "When the white feathered eagle returns, I will be able to become a 'slave practitioner', haha..."

In fact, Fang Yang did not make Black Water Eagle develop a trace of kingly aura.

If it were really raised, it would be too unrealistic.

Good fortune like the white-feathered eagle can only be encountered but cannot be sought.

So Fang Yang's way to solve this difficulty in the slave path is to change eagles!
Let the black water eagle face the ordinary flying eagle and defeat them one after another.

If some flying eagles are defeated by the black water eagle, but they can't win no matter how hard they fight, then discard them and don't want them anymore.

After all, the black water eagle is not a white-feathered eagle. It cannot conquer all the eagles with a single shake of its body like the white-feathered eagle.

Mainly blackwater eagles, but the eagles raised are not ferocious enough and not lethal enough.

The only advantage is that the order can barely catch up with the White Feather Eagle's rule.

However, the Black Water Eagle was a transitional pet, so Fang Yang didn't pay too much attention to it. He just regarded it as an experiment for his practice of "Slave Spirit Art".

"Hiss, hiss~" The electric python on the side was surprised when he saw it.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for the electric python to believe that this black water eagle could subdue these flying eagles with Fang Yang's help.

At this time, a figure holding a trident appeared deep in the heart of the electric python - Qingmang!
When the electric python compared Qingmang with Fang Yang, the electric python was surprised to find that Qingmang's figure had been forcefully erased.

What changed was Fang Yang's black-robed figure planting a seed deep in the heart of the electric python!
At this moment, after feeling Fang Yang's cold and powerful qualities, the electric python completely returned to his heart.

"Hiss, hiss~"

The electric python twisted its body and slowly came to Fang Yang.

It bowed its head and allowed Fang Yang to see its own weakness.

"Have you returned home? Haha, this is truly a double happiness." Fang Yang smiled slightly.

In an instant, a flash of blood appeared in Fang Yang's big hand, and then he pressed directly on the electric python's head.

The electric python felt a huge crisis and its body was trembling. But it relied on its will to stop its desire to resist.

In the end, it took the initiative to accept Fang Yang's brand, so that its spirituality was still abundant!
Fang Yang was also very satisfied with this result.

For a pet beast with a temperament like the White Feathered Eagle, one is enough, there is no need to have too many.

……

On this day, the wind is high and the air is crisp, and the air is filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The little frost horse is timid but active. It seems like it can't stop and moves around.

Fang Yang, on the other hand, followed Xiao Shuangma out of the main camp and wandered around Luoyun Mountain.

The mountain roads are full of potholes and swamps.

Finally, he stepped onto relatively clean grass, but it turned out that the grass was also burned by flames.

Even the branches that accidentally fell aside were scorched black.

So in such an environment, Fang Yang was puzzled when he saw the little Shuangma still jumping and jumping with joy.

Although he didn't understand it, he would still choose to dote on the little frost horse.

"Uu, uh~"

The little frost horse discovered several bright flowers growing on a bush somewhere.

It quickly called Fang Yang and invited Fang Yang to watch it together.

"Although he is timid, he is very curious about things. This is in sharp contrast to the indifference of the white feathered eagle..."

Fang Yang thought to himself, but his pace did not slow down, and he quickly walked to Xiao Shuangma's side.

Fang Yang stood and looked around, and immediately discovered that it was the extremely rare Fengxi flower!

Halfway up the mountain, Fengxi flowers bloom enthusiastically, as bright and gorgeous as rising and burning flames.

But it's a pity that there are only a few scattered flowers and they are not spread all over the mountains and plains. Otherwise, it would form a strange landscape like a flaming red phoenix fluttering its wings.

This time, Fang Yang and Xiao Shuangma stopped for a full quarter of an hour before leaving with satisfaction.

Fang Yang stepped forward and continued to watch the little frost horse jumping in front of him.

Flowers on the mountainside, rivers in the mountains, cold wind on the cliffs...

Basically, Xiao Shuangma has explored nearly one-third of the Luoyun Mountain area.

While touring the mountains and rivers, the wanton and happy little Shuangma was already being targeted by the local residents Zhu Yanlang.

Among them, the attitudes of several local residents seemed not so friendly.

They walked out from all over the woods, attacking from both sides, staring coldly at the little frost horse.

"?" Fang Yang raised his eyebrows, already gathering lightning balls in his hands.

Even Uncle Fang next to him had activated his spells and was preparing to kill these Zhuyan wolves.

But something magical happened:

I saw the little frost horse surrounded by the Zhuyan wolves. It was trembling with fear and looked like it was about to cry.

But for some unknown reason, it suddenly let out a "whisper" and started running nervously, splashing mud and sand.

Then while it was running, its energy increased sharply, and it suddenly reached the first-level intermediate state!
Under Fang Yang's gaze, the Little Frost Horse seemed to have "accidentally" killed those Zhuyan wolves.

In the end, Little Shuangma threw herself back into Fang Yang's arms and cried loudly, her tears soaking Fang Yang's clothes.

"..." Fang Yang looked at the bloody wolf corpses and fell into silence.

Even Uncle Fang, a well-informed person, looked at Xiaoshuangma slightly strangely.

It's a good thing that Little Frost Horse has broken through from the first-level elementary realm to the first-level intermediate realm, but why is it so weird?

(End of this chapter)