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

Chapter 223 I won’t and cannot have feelings for you
The silver glow falls on the hut, covering it with a layer of light.

The night wind blew gently, causing the leaves of the banyan trees to sway.

At this moment, Fang Yang was holding the letter in his hand, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

The goddess is interested, which means that Mori Hui is interested in him.

The two peach blossoms blooming, which means that besides Sen Hui, Chen Ying also has a crush on him.

But this bad luck is worthy of his careful consideration!
"Single-minded? No thoughts?" Fang Yang pondered in his heart and made a decision.

There are only two fortunes this time, and the best fortune is to win the lottery.

Winning the lottery among them would certainly give him a fifth-level opportunity, but the explanation of the crisis that followed instantly made him sober.

The crisis unfolded like waves, each wave getting higher than the last... I thought back then, he had also experienced such an increase in luck.

That was when Mori Hui asked him to escape from the Xuanyu battle, and then helped him to seek instruction from Saint Fanliu.

Except for Mori Hui, Mori's father, Mori's mother, and Moriyue Senwei all gathered here.

This enemy might be Sage Fanliu or Senyue, but it is more likely that he is the only great sage of the Changkong clan today!
The hostility of a great sage!

Now, he can only give up temporarily.

Fang Lanxi blinked her starry eyes and listened carefully to Fang Yang's words.

Fang Yang's thoughts were like lightning and he made a decisive choice.

"Whoo~"

Such a personal identity cannot be destroyed, but it requires more significant interests at hand, such as the true biography of the Venerable!
Only a supreme treasure such as the True Biography of His Holiness would allow him to reveal his true colors.

"Lan Xi, please reply to Chen Qingrou and say: 'The dreams of my youth have long since drifted away in the wind. Don't think about it, don't worry about it. I hope you and I will be well...'"

The original Saint Fanliu was actually dissatisfied with him and wanted to target him!
Now, this similar fortune has reappeared, which is undoubtedly a side effect: if he chooses to win the lottery and meet Chen Ying, he will encounter the hostility of the saint surnamed Mori.

But he also knew that this was unrealistic.

As for the [Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram Vision Inheritance], I don’t know if Chen Ying has the ability to acquire it.

As an adult, he naturally wants to be able to "want both."

"It would be great if I could take Sen Hui to meet Chen Ying." An inexplicable thought flashed through Fang Yang's mind.

His current identity is that of a young great sage, the leader of the righteous path.

He planned to get the sacred material [Golden Sun, Wind and Peng Wings] first.

The moonlight shines on the empty steps, and there is a silver glow in front of the court.

In fact, the best choice is for him to go to the Changsheng Taoist Palace.

same moment.

But this is impossible, just because his foundation is already established, it is impossible for the Changkong clan to let him go.

Even if he puts in all kinds of efforts to go to the Immortal Taoist Palace, he is afraid that he will only be a nominal disciple at best and will not be able to become a true Taoist disciple.

Purple Gold Fire Refining Hall.

They are all waiting for Fang Yang to make a choice!

The lineage of the Sen surname has produced nine great sages in succession. Such an achievement shocked the past and the present.

Even among the eight golden families, and even among all the venerable traditions, the Mori surname is one of the few.

The power they have is far beyond imagination.

Moreover, because of the deeds of Fang Nian and Sen Yuanyuan, it is difficult for them not to be prepared when the events of the past are suspected to be repeated.

Wow...

Not long after, a purple-gold divine light flashed in the field, and Senyue touched it with her hand.

Immediately, a smile appeared on Senyue's face: "Fang Yang refused to meet, and the words of avoidance were: 'The dreams of my youth have long been blown away by the wind, don't think about it, don't worry about it, I hope you and I will be well...'"

When the others heard this, they all nodded, indicating that they recognized Fang Yang's choice.

Some things need to be cut off, and don’t do anything that is too messy!
But Mori's father set the tone: "Don't tell Xiaofen about this matter."

After saying this, his body turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared from the field.

But unlike Sen's father who was frank, Sen's mother was more thoughtful. She was wary of whether Fang Yang was telling the truth!

"Weier, you have been paying more attention to the whereabouts of Fang Yang and Chen Ying recently."

……

"The dreams of my youth have long since drifted away in the wind. Don't think about it, don't worry about it. I hope you and I will be well..."

After Chen Ying got the reply, her face turned pale as a sheet. Chen Qingrou, who was on the side, saw this and quickly reached out to support her cousin.

"Sister..." Chen Qingrou said softly, trying to persuade Chen Ying.

Hearing this, Chen Ying closed her eyes: "Qingrou, no need to say more."

Her mind remained unchanged and she insisted on following the contents of the letter and waiting for Fang Yang to appear.

Two days pass.

A thirty-seven school, a pavilion in the center of Luoxue Lake.

Chen Ying sat there from early morning to night, and from night to early morning.

Her actions made Chen Kui and others silent in the dark.

Even Sen Wei couldn't help but glance at her.

Just because what Chen Ying is doing now requires great courage!

"If you keep cutting and sorting it out, it will become messy, haha..."

Chen Ying smiled miserably, finally understanding Fang Yang's thoughts.

She took a deep breath and suddenly felt the fragrance of jasmine wafting through her nose.

In an instant, she recalled the sachet she gave to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang did not hand over the purple Kunpeng pattern sachet!
But even so, her face was pale, but she managed to cheer up a little and left slowly.

Accompanied by her cousin Chen Qingrou, she cheered up and arrived at Feizhou, about to leave for the Taoist Palace of Immortality.

Su Xi, who was on the flying boat, was silently staring at Chen Ying's figure.

Su Xi felt pity when she saw Chen Ying, who was as haggard as a sickly beauty.

She has always been paying attention to the movements of Sen and Fang Yang, so she naturally knows why Chen Ying is so distressed.

Su Xi came to Chen Ying and said:
"There are many talents in Changsheng Taoist Palace, there is no need to focus on Fang Yang alone."

"What's more, maybe Fang Yang once had feelings for you, but he will never and cannot have feelings for you now..."

Boom————

A dull thunder sounded, covering up all sounds.

A thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky. The light was so bright that it pierced people's eyes and made the world tremble.

Su Xi's face turned pale and she quickly shut up.

Countless strong men couldn't stop sweating, fearing that the destructive wrath of the gods would come down in the next moment.

Even the three saints accompanying the flying boat were so frightened that they held their breath.

"Absolutely not, and you can't have feelings for me..."

Amidst the panic, Chen Ying's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she tightly held the Yin Yang Dao Fish Jade Pendant in her hand.

Gradually, she figured out a big drama on her own.

She suspected that Fang Yang was forced by Sen's surname to break off the relationship with her and never associate with her again!

'...Yes, that must be the case. '

'……who I am? I am Chen Ying, the proud daughter of God who is the focus of the world. '

'...Ayang definitely has his own reasons. Wait for me, Ayang, I will definitely practice well and save you from the sea of ​​suffering...'

Compared to being ignored by Fang Yang, Chen Ying was more willing to accept that Fang Yang was threatened by Sen.

She, Chen Ying, is definitely not a clown!

Perhaps it was the appearance of the thunder that caused the three saints to speed up their departure, frantically urging the disciples of all surnames and origins to board the flying boat quickly.

And when all the disciples boarded the flying boats, the three saints opened the blessed land one after another and took the flying boats into it.

hula la...

The three of them moved very fast, leaving the tribe as if they were fleeing, which made the others look astonished.

A remote hut under a banyan tree.

Fang Yang raised his eyes and looked at the three divine rainbows in the distance with deep eyes.

Ten birds in the forest are worse than one in the hand.

Right now, he should prepare how to obtain the wings of Jinri Fengpeng first!

(End of this chapter)