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

Chapter 36 Immortal Wind Dao Bone [Please read]

The White Feathered Eagle Tribe is stationed in a tent.

Fang Yang was sitting on the main seat, leaning back slightly. The white-feathered eagle soared and landed on his shoulder.

On his left hand side is Uncle Fang. On his right side is Lu Yao.

At his feet, a crowd of people prostrated themselves, expressing their surrender and kneeling to him.

At this moment, Fang Yang looked down at them, feeling a sense of power in his hands, and the pleasure of life and death gradually emerged.

Fang Yang didn't say much, but gradually realized this strange feeling.

This was a feeling he had never felt before. This feeling was not physically strong, but spiritually satisfied.

He felt so comfortable that he wanted to drive these people, beat and scold them... It was a strange feeling!
After experiencing it, Fang Yang instantly erased the emotion that made him feel a little addicted.

It's like wiping dust off a mirror, leaving no trace, but it has to be done.

'It turns out that controlling a force is almost like playing a management game with me. '

'...No, there is still a slight difference. The reason why I feel this way is because of the platform. '

Fang Yang's thoughts circulated and once again burned all kinds of distracting thoughts into ashes.

At this point, Fang Yang finally took the White Feather Eagle clan under his command.

It didn't take long.

Fang Yang and Bai Yuying were the only ones left in the camp.

At this moment, Fang Yang took out the Bai Yuling, which was so hot that it hurt, from his arms and held it tightly.

Immediately, a fire eagle shadow carried a vast amount of true energy, flew from his true energy void sea, and rushed towards Bai Yuling.

He is refining the White Feather Token!
I saw the White Feather Ling buzzing, emitting white light, and white smoke rising continuously, billowing like an eagle.

But under the plunder of the Fire Eagle's shadow, the white smoke continued to shrink.

It was during this process that the white-feathered eagle on the side suddenly screamed, and its wings burst into flames, which even extended to its entire body.

The whole body is on fire, the blood is boiling, the blood is pure!
"Are you going to head towards the Fire Eagle? It's so stupid that a stupid bird has such a blessing——"

Fang Yang glanced at the changes in the white-feathered eagle, then retracted his mind and carefully controlled the fire eagle's shadow.

This manipulation was incredible, and he suddenly felt a power as profound as the sky blessing his Fire Eagle Shadow, making the Fire Eagle Shadow become magical.

Having read the Daozang Sutra since he was a child, he suddenly discovered:
——This mysterious power is very similar to the method of sacrificing spirits of the Scarlet Flame Demon Kingdom and the power of fortune of the Great Xuan Dynasty!
"So, as long as the White Feather Eagle tribe grows stronger, the Fire Eagle Shadow will also transform and possess supernatural powers..."

"This fifth-level opportunity is actually a product of luck. Wait, this is already the domain of the saint, with such vast magical powers..."

Fang Yang's heart was turbulent, and he was a little surprised.

At this moment, he somewhat understood why the sixth level was called a saint.

Such magical power is simply unimaginable to ordinary practitioners.

Because of this, Fang Yang had a little more respect for Senyue, whom he had never met before.

Senyue, good people, good people have a safe life.

……

The setting sun is like blood, and the night is approaching.

There was only a little light left in the sky.

On the grassland of the Silver Tribe of Wanqiao, Fang Yang stood alone, looking ahead.

In front of me, I saw a white-feathered eagle flapping its wings, chasing the little frost horse crazily.

But this time, the White Feathered Eagle was no longer left behind by the Little Frost Horse. Instead, it stuck closely to the Little Frost Horse, and even surpassed the Little Frost Horse with its strong endurance!
"The power of blood... no, if White Feather Eagle hadn't had its own hard training, it wouldn't have been able to withstand the burning of the fire. It also had its own efforts."

At this moment, Fang Yang paid a lot of attention to Bai Yuying.

When the white-feathered eagle returned, Fang Yang, who was satisfied with its performance, leaned over and stroked its head, making it extremely satisfied.

"Hey, hey..." The white-feathered eagle raised its head, narrowed its eyes and smiled.

……

Due to the two fortune-enhancing artifacts, Senyue's army exploded with unprecedented potential, and they suddenly counterattacked and even invaded Qingkong's territory. The intensity of the battle on the front lines continues to rise, becoming more and more terrifying day by day.

"The fifth natal spell - coming from all directions!"

Molong's black hair was dancing wildly, and a black ink spear in his hand kept chanting.

In an instant, Feng Bo, Rain Master, Thunder God, and Lightning Mother appeared around him, and the scene was astonishing.

A loud trembling sound, as loud as thunder from the sky, shocked the troops on the front line.

Under countless stunned gazes, Mo Long launched an attack that was almost like a landslide and tsunami at the enemy general, which was unstoppable!
Except for Mo Long, the other generals in Senyue's army also began to risk their lives, even resorting to forbidden methods, just to be able to reach the top two on the battle merit list and obtain one of the two auras of luck!

"Molong, what a terrifying strength."

Fang Yang, who was behind, felt something in his heart, and then continued his rescue activities.

Taking advantage of the height of the White Feather Eagle, Fang Yang rode on a good horse and led the White Feather Eagle tribe to the rear, acting as an almost perfect handyman in the Medicine Palace, frantically transporting the wounded to the Medicine Palace.

Fang Yang seemed to be born with the talent of a warrior. He actually commanded a team of more than 300 people with style.

"Your Majesty, is this really your first time leading an army?" Lu Yao exclaimed inwardly.

Anyone who has led a team knows that when there are more people, it is easy for everyone to have their own ideas, and it is difficult to focus on one area.

Therefore, while Lu Yao was amazed at Fang Yang's talent, she also felt happy in her heart.

And Uncle Fang, who had been following Fang Yang, was also very satisfied with Fang Yang's performance.

They were all satisfied with Fang Yang, but in fact, Fang Yang was also very satisfied with his situation.

After all, it is extremely difficult to find a safer area in a chaotic battlefield!
……

While Fang Yang was running around, Qingkong and Senyue, who were Taoists, appeared one after another on the frontline battlefield.

The only thing that can resist Taoism is Taoism.

Qingkong was forced by Mo Long and others to take action personally, and because of this, he lost part of his initiative.

boom……

There was a loud sound of thunder, and the vast waves of purple-gold light poured out like a flood, causing the blue sky to instantly turn to purple-gold.

The bright light shook the battlefield, leaving thousands of people dumbfounded and looking up at the sky in disbelief.

Senyue slowly stepped out of the air.

His eyes were indifferent, he was wearing a purple gold Taoist robe, holding the Four Directions Seal with one hand, and stepping on the Avenue of Stars. Behind him, there was a Dharma statue that covered the sky and the sun.

Lord Taiyin Star!

The aura that burst out from him was as bright as the bright moon. Although it was not arrogant, it was even more unquestionable.

Because in his other hand, he was holding Qingkong, who was dying and sluggish like a dead dog!

A strong coercion spread out from Senyue's body, going in all directions, extremely heavy.

"It's Lord Morizuki!"

"We win, we win!"

"Lord Qingkong... lost? This, this is too fast."

"Incredible, incredible..."

The armies on both sides were in an uproar and were extremely shocked.

Moriyue's army rejoiced and their morale increased greatly.

Qingkong's army was completely lonely and couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

At this moment, all the sentient beings on the battlefield were making noise and shaking for Senyue!
"Is this Senyue? She is immortal, extraordinary and refined..." Fang Yang was silent in his heart.

The first time he saw Senyue, Fang Yang felt a huge shock in his heart.

But gradually, Fang Yang's mood returned to calm, and his temperament was a little indifferent, because he also had his own pride - seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

(End of this chapter)