Tracking in Chapter 940
·
Zi Meng You Long
This time, Master Yangqing attached great importance to this matter, and gathered a group of top experts from Shangqing Palace in this courtyard.
Seeing this scene, several of us also have confidence in our hearts.
Not to mention that Yangqing Daoist's cultivation base can resist one side, even the strength of these seven or eight veterans is not bad.
With them here, we have more confidence in rescuing Brother Gu.
After doing some pre-action mobilization, Master Yangqing looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and said in a deep voice: "Chiwen, didn't you say that you can determine Haoran's general location with the Maoshan sect's thousand-mile tracking technique? Let me just open my eyes."
"Seniors, the younger generation will show their shame." The sloppy Taoist smiled, and then took out the things he had prepared a long time ago.
A messy weaving straw man, who can barely tell has hands and feet, probably made by himself.
Afterwards, he took out the hair and underclothes that he had found in Gu Haoran's house, wrapped them in a yellow paper talisman, said something in his mouth, and the yellow paper talisman burned those things together.
After those things were burned to ashes, the sloppy Taoist priest wrapped the ashes in yellow paper symbols again and put them in the body of the straw man.
Then a yellow paper talisman was pasted on the straw man's body.
In addition to the runes, this yellow paper talisman also has Gu Haoran's birth date written on it, so that the general location of Gu Haoran can be found more accurately.
After everything was ready, the slovenly Taoist took out the lightning strike wooden sword, walked around the scarecrow, and recited the spell again.
Others cast spells like spells, but the sloppy Taoist priest cast spells like jumping around like a monkey, and a group of veteran Taoists looked at him with weird eyes, and they probably suspected that he was a disciple of Maoshan Sect.
Fortunately, when the sloppy Taoist priest stopped, he pointed at the scarecrow with the lightning strike wooden sword in his hand, and the scarecrow immediately stood up from the ground, walked a few steps towards the southeast, and then fell to the ground.
The sloppy Taoist smiled and said, "Realist Yang Qing, brother Gu is in the southeast, shall we go?"
Master Yangqing glanced at the scarecrow, nodded, and after saying hello, a group of us walked down the mountain mightily.
The sloppy Taoist put away the scarecrow and told us to follow quickly.
After a while, we came to the foot of the mountain, and two vans were ready for us at the foot of the mountain.
It seems that the Shangqing Palace is not well-off, and the magic car Wuling Hongguang is used for travel.
The four of us and Daoist Yangqing sat in the same car, and there was an old Taoist from Shangqing Palace driving in front, leading the old roads behind.
The sloppy Taoist priest sat in the passenger seat, holding a compass in one hand and a scarecrow in the other.
This thousand-mile tracking technique can only determine the general location of Gu Haoran at the beginning, and we will find it all the way.
As it gets closer to Gu Haoran, the compass will respond accordingly until it finds someone.
Starting at around nine o'clock in the morning, we didn't stop except for a lunch.
Until the evening, we came to a dense forest in the mountains.
When you get here, the car can't continue to drive forward, because there are no asphalt roads, and many of them are still trails.
We had no choice but to find a place and park the car, and the rest could only move forward with our legs.
I heard from Steward Jin that before, most of the people who pass the Tao are entrenched in high mountains or in some relatively remote caves, and there are magic circles around them.
Looking at the place we came to, I knew it was almost gone.
This place is rarely visited by people, and there are endless mountains in front of it.
We walked for a while in the dense forest, and it was already dark. We came all the way, and everyone was hungry, so the sloppy Taoist took out a lot of food from the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag to greet those old Taoists.
After handing Master Yangqing a piece of cake, the sloppy Taoist priest asked, "Realist Yangqing, what is this place? Why is it so remote?"
Immortal Yangqing glanced at the dark forest, and said: "In front of us is the Funiu Mountains, stretching for hundreds of miles. The land here is barren and not suitable for living and farming. It has been like this for hundreds of years. Few Somebody will come here."
"Hearing what you said, this place is really suitable for hiding the remnants of a pass. If the people from the special dispatch team come here and drill towards the mountain, no one will be able to find it." The sloppy Taoist said with a smile .
Master Yangqing glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest, and said in a deep voice, "It's not as simple as you think. Those thieves who pass the Tao are usually a group of ordinary people, from all walks of life. Gathering together, there is a good saying, what is it called... Gathering is a ball of fire, scattering is full of stars, that is almost what it means. For those who stayed there, like the current situation, there should be a lot of people gathered in the Yudong sub-helm."
"Really Yangqing is indeed well-informed, and the younger generation admires him." The sloppy Taoist priest turned on the rainbow fart mode again.
I don't know him yet, the louder he flatters, the harder he cheats people.
More than 800 Xinyanzi are definitely not given for nothing.
We took a short rest and continued on our way.
The sloppy Taoist priest held a compass to lead the way. In this forest, his walking speed slowed down a lot, because the sloppy Taoist priest had to stop from time to time to check his position carefully.
I glanced at the compass in his hand, and found that the pointer on it had been wobbling, and it took a long time before it stopped.
The reason for this situation is probably because Gu Haoran was trapped in the magic circle of Yudong branch.
Because of the existence of the magic circle, the compass will be affected to a certain extent. As the distance gets closer, this effect will become more severe, and it may directly lose its effect.
But all of us present are practitioners, if we are close to the magic circle, we can all sense it.
As long as I find the magic circle, I have a way to bring everyone in.
He stopped and walked like this for several hours, and the night became darker and darker, and the old forest became a bit gloomy and cold at night.
After walking forward for more than an hour, the big guy was a little tired. At this time, Kasang pointed to a small hill in the distance and said, "Angkor, there seems to be someone on that mountain."
When I told everyone about Kasang's discovery, everyone became vigilant, so we cautiously groped towards the small mountain bag, and when we got closer, we realized that there was a small mountain temple on the mountain bag. And some lights flickered.
Seeing this scene, several of us also have confidence in our hearts.
Not to mention that Yangqing Daoist's cultivation base can resist one side, even the strength of these seven or eight veterans is not bad.
With them here, we have more confidence in rescuing Brother Gu.
After doing some pre-action mobilization, Master Yangqing looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and said in a deep voice: "Chiwen, didn't you say that you can determine Haoran's general location with the Maoshan sect's thousand-mile tracking technique? Let me just open my eyes."
"Seniors, the younger generation will show their shame." The sloppy Taoist smiled, and then took out the things he had prepared a long time ago.
A messy weaving straw man, who can barely tell has hands and feet, probably made by himself.
Afterwards, he took out the hair and underclothes that he had found in Gu Haoran's house, wrapped them in a yellow paper talisman, said something in his mouth, and the yellow paper talisman burned those things together.
After those things were burned to ashes, the sloppy Taoist priest wrapped the ashes in yellow paper symbols again and put them in the body of the straw man.
Then a yellow paper talisman was pasted on the straw man's body.
In addition to the runes, this yellow paper talisman also has Gu Haoran's birth date written on it, so that the general location of Gu Haoran can be found more accurately.
After everything was ready, the slovenly Taoist took out the lightning strike wooden sword, walked around the scarecrow, and recited the spell again.
Others cast spells like spells, but the sloppy Taoist priest cast spells like jumping around like a monkey, and a group of veteran Taoists looked at him with weird eyes, and they probably suspected that he was a disciple of Maoshan Sect.
Fortunately, when the sloppy Taoist priest stopped, he pointed at the scarecrow with the lightning strike wooden sword in his hand, and the scarecrow immediately stood up from the ground, walked a few steps towards the southeast, and then fell to the ground.
The sloppy Taoist smiled and said, "Realist Yang Qing, brother Gu is in the southeast, shall we go?"
Master Yangqing glanced at the scarecrow, nodded, and after saying hello, a group of us walked down the mountain mightily.
The sloppy Taoist put away the scarecrow and told us to follow quickly.
After a while, we came to the foot of the mountain, and two vans were ready for us at the foot of the mountain.
It seems that the Shangqing Palace is not well-off, and the magic car Wuling Hongguang is used for travel.
The four of us and Daoist Yangqing sat in the same car, and there was an old Taoist from Shangqing Palace driving in front, leading the old roads behind.
The sloppy Taoist priest sat in the passenger seat, holding a compass in one hand and a scarecrow in the other.
This thousand-mile tracking technique can only determine the general location of Gu Haoran at the beginning, and we will find it all the way.
As it gets closer to Gu Haoran, the compass will respond accordingly until it finds someone.
Starting at around nine o'clock in the morning, we didn't stop except for a lunch.
Until the evening, we came to a dense forest in the mountains.
When you get here, the car can't continue to drive forward, because there are no asphalt roads, and many of them are still trails.
We had no choice but to find a place and park the car, and the rest could only move forward with our legs.
I heard from Steward Jin that before, most of the people who pass the Tao are entrenched in high mountains or in some relatively remote caves, and there are magic circles around them.
Looking at the place we came to, I knew it was almost gone.
This place is rarely visited by people, and there are endless mountains in front of it.
We walked for a while in the dense forest, and it was already dark. We came all the way, and everyone was hungry, so the sloppy Taoist took out a lot of food from the Qiankun Eight Treasure Bag to greet those old Taoists.
After handing Master Yangqing a piece of cake, the sloppy Taoist priest asked, "Realist Yangqing, what is this place? Why is it so remote?"
Immortal Yangqing glanced at the dark forest, and said: "In front of us is the Funiu Mountains, stretching for hundreds of miles. The land here is barren and not suitable for living and farming. It has been like this for hundreds of years. Few Somebody will come here."
"Hearing what you said, this place is really suitable for hiding the remnants of a pass. If the people from the special dispatch team come here and drill towards the mountain, no one will be able to find it." The sloppy Taoist said with a smile .
Master Yangqing glanced at the sloppy Taoist priest, and said in a deep voice, "It's not as simple as you think. Those thieves who pass the Tao are usually a group of ordinary people, from all walks of life. Gathering together, there is a good saying, what is it called... Gathering is a ball of fire, scattering is full of stars, that is almost what it means. For those who stayed there, like the current situation, there should be a lot of people gathered in the Yudong sub-helm."
"Really Yangqing is indeed well-informed, and the younger generation admires him." The sloppy Taoist priest turned on the rainbow fart mode again.
I don't know him yet, the louder he flatters, the harder he cheats people.
More than 800 Xinyanzi are definitely not given for nothing.
We took a short rest and continued on our way.
The sloppy Taoist priest held a compass to lead the way. In this forest, his walking speed slowed down a lot, because the sloppy Taoist priest had to stop from time to time to check his position carefully.
I glanced at the compass in his hand, and found that the pointer on it had been wobbling, and it took a long time before it stopped.
The reason for this situation is probably because Gu Haoran was trapped in the magic circle of Yudong branch.
Because of the existence of the magic circle, the compass will be affected to a certain extent. As the distance gets closer, this effect will become more severe, and it may directly lose its effect.
But all of us present are practitioners, if we are close to the magic circle, we can all sense it.
As long as I find the magic circle, I have a way to bring everyone in.
He stopped and walked like this for several hours, and the night became darker and darker, and the old forest became a bit gloomy and cold at night.
After walking forward for more than an hour, the big guy was a little tired. At this time, Kasang pointed to a small hill in the distance and said, "Angkor, there seems to be someone on that mountain."
When I told everyone about Kasang's discovery, everyone became vigilant, so we cautiously groped towards the small mountain bag, and when we got closer, we realized that there was a small mountain temple on the mountain bag. And some lights flickered.
