Chapter 159: Humanity

The battle of Xuanyu has come to an end.

But there is still an extremely important scene that has not yet taken place, that is, to follow Senyue and enter Xuanyu Blessed Land together!

Now, the qualifications to enter Xuanyu Blessed Land are being gradually finalized.

But the major families are competing secretly to compete for more qualifications to enter Xuanyu Blessed Land.

And many people know that Fang Yang has a good relationship with Senhui and Senyue, and they plan to find Fang Yang to help intercede.

Among them, Minghai Botao is one of them!

Minghai Botao is a Taoist of the Minghai clan. He once fought monsters in the Yanshi River with Senyou.

He is tall and wears a water-blue battle robe, like a great shark in the world.

"I plan to ask Fang Yang for help, what do you think?" Minghai Botao asked his subordinates.

The blue sea breeze ripples, and the water ripples.

An old man carrying a tortoise shell was treading water. He pondered:

"We are definitely not the only ones who want to ask Fang Yang for help.

And if we go directly to Fang Yang, we will definitely be rejected. It is best for us to be roundabout and make him embarrassed to refuse!

For example, support the White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe!"

Coincidentally, there are not a few people who think like them.

Even Dongfang Mobai has set his sights on Fang Yang.

Just because Fang Yang is too suitable to speak for them.

Under such circumstances, the Beast Chong Mountains where the White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe is located gradually became lively.

White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe.

Commander Camp.

At this moment, Lu Yao is reporting the situation to Fang Yang.

She looked a little hesitant: "Your Excellency, more and more tribes want to deal with us recently, and even give us a lot of benefits..."

As she spoke, she handed the account book in her hand to Fang Yang, which showed the changes during this period of time.

"I always feel something is wrong. When did our White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe become so popular?" She frowned slightly, worried.

Fang Yang said nothing, took the account book in his hand and checked it.

The Dongfang Clan, the Minghai Clan... the two golden families actually favored the White Feather Eagle Bronze Clan?

Not to mention Lu Yao's concerns, Fang Yang also felt something was wrong.

It was at this time that the light ball in Fang Yang's mind flickered, and the handwriting appeared:

[Borrowing flowers to send Buddha, the intention is to rise to the top, heroes are intertwined, and disasters and blessings depend on each other. ]

[The middle sign, go to Qinglian Snow Mountain to practice in seclusion, get a fifth-level opportunity, do not enter the wind and rain, do not get involved in grudges, auspicious. ]

[The middle sign, stay in the White Feather Eagle Bronze Clan to practice, wait for the opening of Xuanyu Blessed Land, or get several fourth-level opportunities, but it is difficult to push human relationships, and being in a vortex, there are many hidden dangers. ]

Borrowing flowers to send Buddha, who is borrowing flowers, and who is the Buddha?

And who will be the top one among them?

Fang Yang's eyes flickered, and he locked onto Sen Yue at once!

The heroes intertwined, and good and bad depended on each other...

Do not go into the wind and rain, do not get involved in grudges...

It is difficult to push human feelings, and you are in the vortex...

Some things are not weighed, they are four taels.

Once weighed, they are as heavy as a mountain and difficult to carry.

"They don't value the White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe, nor do they value me, but they value Sen Hui!"

"They, this is to use me to achieve their goals."

"... Numb, don't they want me to blow pillow wind?"

Fang Yang's mind was like lightning.

When he figured out a certain joint, he was a little silent.

But soon, he ordered people to prepare the carriage without changing his face.

He was going to Qinglian Snow Mountain to practice in seclusion!

...

Days passed, and the day to open Xuanyu Blessed Land was getting closer and closer.

And a group of big figures were fighting to get more of their family members into Xuanyu Blessed Land.

On the surface, it was calm, but secretly, there were many whirlpools.

A certain sea area in Minghai.

Under the gaze of the old man in tortoise shell, Minghai Botao took the initiative to stand up, turned into a Dharma image, soared into the sky, and headed straight for the northern part of the Beast Chong Mountains.

The time has come, and he thinks it is time to entrust Fang Yang with help.

When he arrived at the White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe, he learned from Uncle Fang Qi that Fang Yang was not here.

"What?"

Minghai Botao was surprised: "Fang Yang has gone to Qinglian Snow Mountain to practice?"

Uncle Fang Qi nodded gently: "Indeed."

For a moment, Minghai Botao felt it was difficult.

He really didn't know that Fang Yang was not in the White Feather Eagle Bronze Tribe. If it wasn't the case, he wouldn't have come here specially.

At this moment, Minghai Botao looked at Uncle Fang Qi, and he didn't know what to say.

It seems that his wish to fight for another 100 places is likely to fail.

One day later.

Qinglian Snow Mountain.

The wind and snow fluttered, falling on Fang Yang's snowy robe.

Fang Yang held a secret letter in his hand, expressionless: "Minghai Botao, Jiang Zunjian, and even Dongfang Mobai..."

Hehe, these people did not go to Sen Yue to plead for mercy, but went to him instead.

No matter how great Fang Yang was, he was just a small Zhilingwu, and he had no power at all.

What's more, he was now under the eaves, how could he force himself to stand out?

According to this situation, Xuanyu Fudi has not been opened for a day, so he had better not leave Qinglian Snow Mountain.

"Ayang, come back to class soon."

Sen Hui's call came from the palace.

Fang Yang sighed in his heart, then put away the secret letter, turned around and walked into the palace.

Perhaps it was because of the second uncle's entrustment, or perhaps it was because of the joy of sharing.

In short, Sen Hui will now take the initiative to act as his teacher and teach him to study the art of medicine.

Fang Yang is not very interested in these.

Because medicine skills have never been his main focus.

"Cheer up, today, we are going to make lion heart medicinal food."

Sen Hui held the ruler in her hand, her fair face was stern: "Why are you looking at me? Get moving!"

Under her urging, Fang Yang bowed his head to clean the heart of the Northern Earth Barbarian Lion King of Ten Thousand Beasts.

First, clean it with Yuanquan spring water, and then add the prepared spiritual grass powder, and apply it to the heart of the Northern Earth Barbarian Lion King of Ten Thousand Beasts little by little.

"... Stupid, you made a mistake, add rain bee honey first."

"... Don't use thunder and lightning, use fire, use fire."

"... What is this strange smell, why are you so stupid, are you lazy again?"

When it comes to the art of medicine, Sen Hui is much more confident and in high spirits.

Facing Fang Yang's "clumsy" behavior, she repeatedly slapped him with her green wooden ruler, showing no mercy.

Finally, when Fang Yang took out the lion heart medicinal meal, she tasted it and showed a contemptuous expression to Fang Yang.

"Ayang, you are really stupid."

Sen Hui curled her lips, "Help me, I will cook it myself."

"..." Fang Yang was helpless.

He was just a small second-level alchemist, and he was naturally incapable of dealing with high-level medicinal meals of the fourth or even fifth level.

After a lot of trouble, Sen Hui really made a lion heart medicinal meal with good color, fragrance and taste.

Just at this time, Sen Wei came out of nowhere and came to eat.

And because of Fang Yang's existence, Sen Hui did not reject Sen Wei as in the past.

And this made Sen Wei very satisfied, and she valued Fang Yang a little more.