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

Chapter 98 Holding the butcher knife high
Three urgent secret letters were sent from the Taihang Mountains and arrived at the White Feather Eagle station one after another.

Uncle Fang Qi, Lu Yao and others looked at the contents of the letter and were extremely puzzled.

Because Fang Yang wanted them not to advance rashly, that is, not to get involved in the whirlpool of the upcoming war.

This kind of direction is very abnormal, and it is completely contrary to the mainstream judgment of the public.

Nowadays, doesn’t everyone hold their butcher’s knife high and prepare to swing it down heavily in the upcoming war so that they can have a good year?
"I didn't quite understand my brother's instructions. Now that the Eight Banners army is strong, even if it opens two fronts at the same time, it won't be a problem at all."

Cousin Fang Xuan looked hesitant: "What's more, our White Feathered Eagle tribe is just wandering around the edge of the battlefield, carrying out small encirclement and suppression missions, so we won't encounter any big danger..."

For this battle, they had made a lot of preparations and spent a lot of effort.

Fang Xuan was really unwilling to follow Fang Yang's instructions and withdraw from the war.

Hearing this, Uncle Fang Qi narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Xuan.

His gaze was so cold that it made Fang Xuan's heart tremble and he felt uncomfortable all over.

He only heard him say coldly: "The most important thing for a human being is to recognize your position. Since the commander-in-chief has issued an order, you just have to carry it out."

aside.

Although Lu Yao was a little confused, she still chose to believe in Fang Yang unswervingly.

As the leader of the White Feather Eagle Tribe, Fang Yang should be more concerned about the survival and growth of the White Feather Eagle Tribe than anyone else.

Since Fang Yang asked them to temporarily avoid the battle, there must be a reason for him.

"Perhaps there will be earth-shaking changes on the front line?"

An inexplicable thought appeared in Lu Yao's mind, which immediately made her eyes dilate and her heart tremble.

If that were the case, that would be terrible.

You must know that many people sell iron and go to waste, all because they want to make a quick fortune from the next battle, a big fortune!

……

Luoyun Mountain.

Mainly responsible for the camp.

After Fang Yang met his new subordinates, he issued an order to carry out business as usual.

Since then, he has been living in the main camp.

As for the Zhu Yan wolves that were kept in captivity all over the mountains and plains, he had not visited them a few times, let alone taken care of them.

Basically, except for going to the top of the mountain every night to observe whether it was a full-moon night as mentioned in fortune-telling, he really concentrated on cultivating in silence and ignored what was going on outside the window.

At this moment, one young woman after another was walking in and out of the main camp.

They worked together in pairs to move away the many empty barrels placed in the open space of the camp.

As soon as they walked out of the main camp, these young women couldn't help but whisper:

"Three meals a day, each meal requires consuming thirty-five barrels of first-level ferocious beast meat. One person can digest nearly seven hundred people's meals in one day. It is really terrifying."

"The more you can eat, the more you can fight. Such a person is truly worthy of being called [Ji Lingwu]."

"And another adult is also very impressive. He can actually identify whether the meat of ferocious beasts is poisonous just by smell..."

Their words seemed to be quiet.

But in fact, it was like a great bell and a cauldron, ringing in Fang Yang's ears.

At this moment, Fang Yang, who had dispersed the "Small Whale Swallowing Technique", turned to hold the Yuan Stone in his hand, absorbing the Yuan Qi in it, in order to make the Kongqiao True Yuan Sea full again.

Luoyun Mountain is a good place to practice latent cultivation and improve your cultivation.

While cultivating here, Fang Yang can feel his progress in strength every day.

Whether it's blood, strength, or soul.

For example, he can solidify the talons of the Fire Eagle Shadow by about 0.5% every day, which is very impressive.

If he continues at this rate, he will be able to advance from the second-level intermediate level to the second-level advanced level in less than a month.

This kind of life is what Fang Yang dreams of.

Focus on cultivation, just want to break through the realm, and don't care about worldly affairs.

In addition, Fang Yang was able to spare some extra time to study other skills.

Since Luoyun Mountain was extremely suitable for slave cultivation, Fang Yang chose to spend the remaining time studying the "Slave Spirit Art" method.

He always felt that this "Slave Spirit Art" was very mysterious, and it was by no means as simple as controlling one or two ordinary ferocious beasts.

The sky is getting dark and the moon is shining on the branches.

Ancient pines stand tall on the mountain, and wolves occasionally howl and growl.

Under the moonlight, Fang Yang stood on the top of the mountain. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, only to find that it was still a half-moon and had not yet reached the full moon time mentioned in the lottery.

"Wow..."

Next to Fang Yang, there was a black water eagle.

This black water eagle was the flying eagle that fought side by side with the white-feathered eagle that day against the Nianhe Yunhe, and finally survived.

The black water eagle has black fur, as black as ink.

The power of its racial bloodline is even inferior to that of the white-feathered eagle.

Under normal circumstances, the final state of the Black Water Eagle will stop at the second-level intermediate level, and only a very small number of Black Water Eagles will reach the second-level peak.

But what is strange is that the black water eagle is different from ordinary flying eagles. They can fly in rainy days!
Not only does the rain not make their feathers feel heavy, it also gives them a bit of strength.

This is the function of the power of blood.

Originally, Fang Yang planned to use the white-feathered eagle as a transitional pet.

But by chance, the white-feathered eagle was blessed with another way out, so Fang Yang did not use the white-feathered eagle as a transitional pet.

But no matter what, Fang Yang still lacks a transitional beast.

Especially when he was studying "Slave Spirit Art", he needed a pet beast for transitional use.

Just then, the Blackwater Eagle appeared.

With a "pop" sound, Fang Yang grabbed the Black Water Eagle with one hand, and immediately a bloody light flashed.

In an instant, Fang Yang branded the black water eagle as master and servant!
……

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was bright.

It was extremely rare that Fang Yang walked out of the main camp.

Under the watchful eyes of all his men, he brushed the beast-controlling bag with his big hand and summoned more than a hundred flying eagles at once.

"Wow..."

“唳唳…”

The flying eagles circled in the mid-air and kept chirping.

Most of them were around the Black Water Eagle, and the Black Water Eagle followed Fang Yang's orders.

Fang Yang activated the "Nu Ling Jue" technique and issued instructions.

Soon, Blackwater Eagle reacted.

It urged a group of flying eagles and began to take action.

But after a while, it caused a group of flying eagles to land.

This kind of response speed is far inferior to that of the White Feathered Eagle.

"Ayang, a true slave cultivator, is like an extension of his arm to the ferocious beasts he enslaves. He can hit wherever he points."

Uncle Fang said softly: "Since you are already a Hundred Eagle Soul, you are similar to a third-level slave practitioner. If you have time, you can practice the "Slave Spirit Art" method again. "

Hearing this, Fang Yang nodded.

In fact, slave cultivation is just a supplement to him.

But after all, there is the White Feather Eagle Tribe as a logistics place. It would be a pity not to use it.

Here, Fang Yang took matters into his own hands and carried out the three stages of "raising, using and refining" the eagles to explore the secrets of slavery.

Over there, a group of Luoyunshan's former subordinates continued to take care of the Zhu Yan wolves, and were extremely tired.

And when they saw Fang Yang focusing on handling personal matters, these subordinates were even more stunned. Isn't this a bit bold?
Individuals, like eggplants battered by frost, lowered their heads and secretly looked at each other with their eyes.

But no one dared to speak up first, asking Fang Yang to put down the eagles and look at the wolves instead.

However, Fang Yang's actions were eventually reported to the slave master Chang Ruhui.

"Don't bother me with such trivial matters."

"As long as Fang Yang doesn't burn, kill, plunder, and commit any evil, then let him be."

"I'm very busy right now with how to participate in the war, so please don't cause any trouble for me!"

Chang Ruhui's eyes are like wolf pupils, flashing with a faint green light.

Compared with Fang Yang's actions, he cared more about which wolves he could mobilize to fight.

Immediately, Chang Ruhui pressed down with his big hand, causing the document to turn into powder, making the visitor pale with fright.

Except for important matters related to the war, don't bother him with anything else!

(End of this chapter)