This time, Master Yangqing attached great importance to this matter and gathered all the top experts from Shangqing Palace in this courtyard.

Seeing this scene, several of us felt confident.

Not to mention that Master Yangqing's cultivation can resist him, but the strength of these seven or eight seasoned Taoists is also pretty good.

With them here, we will be more confident in rescuing Brother Gu.

After doing some mobilization before the action, Master Yangqing looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and said in a deep voice: "Chiwen, didn't you say before that you had the Maoshan Sect's Thousand Miles Tracking Technique, and could you determine Haoran's general location? Now, don't you?

Let me open my eyes."

"Seniors, then this junior will be embarrassed." The sloppy Taoist smiled, and then took out what he had prepared long ago.

A messy woven straw man with barely visible arms and legs. He probably made it himself.

Then, he took out the hair and underwear that he had found at Gu Haoran's house, wrapped it with a yellow paper charm, and murmured words, and the yellow paper charm burned those things together.

After all those things were burned to ashes, the sloppy Taoist priest wrapped the ashes in yellow paper talismans again and placed them in the body of the straw man.

Then he used a yellow paper charm and stuck it on the straw man's body.

In addition to the runes, this yellow paper talisman also has Gu Haoran's birthday and horoscope written on it, so that the general location of Gu Haoran can be found more accurately.

After everything was ready, the sloppy Taoist priest took out his lightning wooden sword, stepped around the scarecrow, and recited the incantation again.ωωw..net

Others cast spells as if they were casting spells, but the sloppy Taoist priest's spell casts felt like a dancing master, jumping around like a monkey. A group of veteran Taoists looked at him with strange eyes, and they probably all doubted his identity as a disciple of the Maoshan Sect.

Fortunately, when the sloppy Taoist priest stopped, he pointed at the scarecrow with the lightning-strike wooden sword in his hand. The scarecrow immediately stood up from the ground, walked a few steps toward the southeast, and then fell to the ground.

The sloppy Taoist priest chuckled and said, "Master Yangqing, Brother Gu is in the southeast, shall we set off?"

Master Yangqing glanced at the scarecrow, nodded, and after saying hello, a group of us walked down the mountain in a mighty manner.

The sloppy Taoist priest put away the scarecrow and asked us to follow him quickly.

Not long after, we arrived at the foot of the mountain, where two vans were already waiting for us.

It seems that the Shangqing Palace is not well-off, so it uses the magic car Wuling Hongguang to travel.

The four of us and Master Yangqing were sitting in a car. There was an experienced Taoist from Shangqing Palace in front of us driving the car, leading the way for those 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 could only determine the general direction of Gu Haoran's location at first, so we searched all the way there.

As it gets closer to Gu Haoran, the compass will respond accordingly until it finds the person.

Starting around nine o'clock in the morning, we didn't stop at all except for lunch.

Until late in the evening, we came to a dense forest in the mountains.

Once here, the car can no longer drive forward because there are no asphalt roads anymore and many of them are still narrow paths.

We had no choice but to find a place and park the car, and the rest we had to rely on our legs to move forward.

I had heard from Butler Jin before that most of the people from Yiguandao were entrenched in high mountains or some relatively remote caves, with magic circles arranged around them.

As soon as I looked at the place we came to, I knew that we were 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. Everyone was hungry during this journey, so the sloppy Taoist priest took out a lot of food from the Eight Treasure Bag of the Universe to greet the experienced Taoists.

After handing Master Yangqing a piece of big cake, the sloppy Taoist priest asked: "Master Yangqing, where is this place? Why is it so remote?"

Master Yangqing glanced at the dark forest and said: "In front of us is the Funiu Mountains, which stretches for hundreds of miles. The land here is barren and unsuitable for living and farming. It has been like this for hundreds of years. There are few

Someone will come here."

"Listening to what you said, this place is really suitable for the remnants of the First Pass Road to hide. If the people from the special team came here and drilled into the mountains, no one would be found." The sloppy Taoist priest said with a smile.

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Master Yangqing glanced at the slovenly Taoist priest and said in a deep voice: "It's not as simple as you think. Those thieves on the first pass are just a group of ordinary people from all walks of life. They only do it when they are doing big things.

Gathering together, there is a saying that is good, what is it called... Gathering is a ball of fire, scattering is a sky full of stars, that's pretty much what it means. However, in the home of the helm of Yiguan Road, under normal circumstances, some backbones are still there.

Those who stay there, like the current situation, there should be a lot of people gathered in this Henan East sub-rudder."

"Master Yangqing is indeed well-informed, and I admire him from the younger generation." The sloppy Taoist priest turned on the rainbow fart mode again.

I don’t know him yet. The louder he flatters someone, the harder he tries to trick people.

The more than 800 good intentions are definitely not in vain.

We took a short rest and then continued on our way.

The sloppy Taoist priest led the way with a compass. In this mountain forest, the walking speed slowed down a lot because the sloppy Taoist priest had to stop from time to time to carefully confirm the direction.

I glanced at the compass in his hand and found that the pointer on it kept swinging and stopped after a while.

The reason for this situation is probably because Gu Haoran was trapped in the magic circle of the East Henan Branch.

Because of the presence 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.

However, we are all practitioners here. If we are close to the magic circle, we can all sense it.

As long as I find the magic circle, I will have a way to bring everyone in.

I kept walking like this for several hours. The night was getting darker and darker, and the old forest became a little colder at night.

After walking forward for more than an hour, everyone was already a little tired. At this time, Kasang pointed at a small hill in the distance and said: "Angkor, there seems to be someone on that mountain."

When I told everyone what Kasang had discovered, everyone became wary, so we cautiously groped towards the small hill. Only when we got closer did we realize that there was a small mountain temple on the hill.
Chapter completed!