Chapter 1517 Taoist Jiya

Chapter 1517 Taoist Jiya

The Seven-Armed God King said to Fang Yang: "You see my middle hand, and what is wrapped around it is my wife's hair.

I heard that there are many magical spells in the Central Plains. People can be found through their hair. I think it shouldn't be difficult for you, right? "

Only then did Fang Yang notice that the middle arm of the Seven-Armed God King had been clenched into a fist. I originally thought this was just its attack form.

Only now do I know that it was to hold on to the last hope of finding his wife! This infatuation is so touching.

Fang Yang sighed: "There is indeed such a spell, but I'm not very good at it. Fortunately, someone should be able to use it.

If you are just looking for someone, I will do my best to help you. But you also have to be mentally prepared. If you don’t get anything in the end, you can’t blame me. "

The Seven-Armed God King said gratefully: "Thank you! I am very grateful for your help! You can take away a hair."

The clenched fist of the Seven-Armed God King suddenly opened, revealing three black hairs inside. Fang Yang picked the shortest one and put it away:

"This one should be enough. Then I'll ask someone first. If there is any news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

As the Seven-Armed God King thanked him repeatedly, Fang Yang returned to his room and said to Baofu, "Baofu, does Taoist Baiyan know the magic of finding people from thousands of miles away?"

Baofu said: "He should be able to do it, but he told me before that his spiritual power was consumed too much, so he had to retreat to recuperate..."

"Ah? In seclusion?" Fang Yang smiled bitterly: "What should I do? Where can I find these miscellaneous students now?"

The magic of searching for sounds from thousands of miles away has always been regarded as a trivial trick by prestigious sects. Except for special sects, few people will learn it.

Baofu had no choice but to say, "Master, how about I urge Bai Yan to get him out of seclusion as soon as possible?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "No, since you have already retreated, if you force yourself out of the retreat, it will cause great damage to your body.

Think of something else. There are so many people on the earth, can’t we find someone else to replace them? "

Baofu also shook his head repeatedly: "There are many, but it's hard to find miscellaneous students like this..."

"Hey, I just thought of someone." Fang Yang suddenly thought of someone and immediately picked up the phone and called: "Hey, Jiya, is it easy for you to talk now?"

"Wait a moment." Jiya didn't know what Fang Yang was going to say, so she walked to a quiet place and spoke again: "I'm talking to Wiaoyu and the others. What's going on?"

Fang Yang asked: "Do you know a spell that uses human hair to track people thousands of miles away?"

Jiya replied: "I know, it's just a trick, there's nothing difficult about it."

Fang Yang's heart moved, and he secretly thought: "Then do you know who can do it?"

Jiya said: "Of course, I can! In the past thousand years, I don't know how many kinds of messy spells I have learned. As long as it feels fun, I will learn a little."

Fang Yang was afraid that what she learned was unreliable: "Where did you learn it from?"

Jiya replied: "Back then, I had accepted several disciples of the Maoshan Sect. It seemed that they were expelled from the Central Plains because they lost the battle for leadership, and I happened to meet them.

With my methods, they were fascinated by their hookup. What else do you not want to teach me? And I am also very interested in this aspect, so I have learned a lot. "

Fang Yang was relieved now. He didn't expect that not only did Jiya know it, but she also learned the authentic Maoshan style! This is really rare:

"Can you come over here for a while? I want you to help me find someone with my hair."

Jiya said: "No problem, pick me up in half an hour."

Half an hour later, Fang Yang knocked on Jiya's door and saw that she had changed into an apricot Taoist robe and looked a little awkward.

Not only that, he had a mahogany sword on his waist and a treasure bag on his back: "Let's go, I'm ready."

No matter how high Jiya's level is, just looking at this outfit, it looks like that. Fang Yang couldn't help but complain: "Where did you find this antique? Does it work?"

Jiya jumped up as if her tail had been stepped on: "Hey, what are you talking about? These things I got from the authentic disciples of the Maoshan Sect, will they work?"

Fang Yang apologized quickly: "Okay, okay, yours is easy to use, so what, where should we set up an altar?"

Jiya said angrily: "What's the hurry! You still need to buy me some incense candles, yellow paper, and fine cinnabar. Then just find an open and remote place."

Fang Yang said: "No problem, let's go."

The two of them first found a place to buy some incense candles, yellow paper, and fine cinnabar, and then drove straight to the suburbs.

After finding a flat area surrounded by mountains and rivers, Fang Yang said to Jiya: "The Feng Shui here is good. It hides the wind and gathers Qi, so there should be a lucky bonus."

"I guess you can find a place."

Although Jiya doesn't understand much about this, she can still feel that she feels comfortable standing here.

He set up the altar, hung up the banners, and lit the lamps as quickly as possible. He really looked like a fairy, much better than those charlatans.

After getting up from the altar, Jiya stretched out her hand, and Fang Yang was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Jiya glared at him: "Hair! How can I find someone for you without hair!"

"Oh, here you go." Fang Yang immediately handed over the hair he had brought.

Jiya cut off half of her hair and quickly drew a talisman on the yellow paper with a cinnabar pen. She wrapped half of her hair in it and used her hand to light the yellow paper. She drank in her mouth and said: "I miss you, I'm searching for the sound from thousands of miles away. disease!"

When the yellow paper burned out, Fang Yang saw a faint crane rising into the sky and flying toward the southeast.

Jiya immediately took out a copper basin, filled it with water, and moved her hands around the basin: "I have a clear eye in the sky, and the golden plate illuminates it, get up!"

Once the water was clear, the phantoms of mountains, rivers and land immediately appeared, quickly passing through the basin. Finally, I flew before a towering mountain peak.

Fang Yang clearly saw the two big characters at the mountain gate: "Zhongnan!"

I thought I could find Jin Yan directly, but for some unknown reason, with a bang, the crane shape turned into a light blue flame and disappeared!

At the same time, even the clear fire in the basin suddenly ignited! The fire was extremely fierce, but fortunately Fang Yang saw the opportunity quickly and pulled Jiya aside immediately, but the entire altar had been burned to the ground!

Jiya couldn't help but patted her chest in fear: "It's so powerful, so powerful! This kind of small magic will definitely not be able to hide it from the opponent's master.

It must have been some kind of restriction such as a barrier or a formation that caused my spell to malfunction. "

Fang Yang comforted: "It's pretty good. At least we know that Jin Yan is in Zhongnan Mountain. We just don't know whether he is alive or dead."

Jiya said firmly: "Of course he is dead! Do you think immortality is so worthless now? Unless it is the same as the Seven-Armed God King."

Fang Yang sounded a little uncomfortable: "Keep your mouth shut. I didn't recruit you, so you can't curse me. Go back first, say hello to the Seven-Armed God King, and then go to Zhongnan Mountain for a walk."

Jiya was shocked: "Are you crazy? The other party can easily break my spell, he must be a powerful character!

Knowing that the other party is very strong, do you still want to go there and die? If he directly told the Seven-Armed God King that his wife was dead, wouldn't he be deceived? "

Fang Yang said seriously: "No! Now that you have agreed, you can't go back on it!"