Wu Ziyun was not wrong, Fang Qianyuan specially summoned him from the Imperial Spirit World this time, just to find people and things.

But Fang Qianyuan's search for people and things is different from the general search for people and things.

What he is looking for is not a specific person or thing, but according to vague clues and guidance, he is looking for the right person and the right thing in the dark.

This is not something that can be done by idle means.

Fang Qianyuan thought about it, but he still had to send a large number of pawns out by spreading a wide net.

This trick is called throwing stones to ask for directions, or you can find the ruins of the remnants of Gu Xiu who entered the mausoleum at night and slept in the black coffin.

Fang Qianyuan found an altar suspected of being the inheritance of the Taishang Sect from the memory of the bloody night sky that he accidentally discovered, and immediately keenly judged that it was very likely to be a place where the "Flying Immortal Catalogue" was hidden, but it was also possible that it was a "suspicious tomb", which was deliberately left by the Taishang Sect as a precaution.

As for the place where the "Flying Immortal Catalogue" was really hidden, Fang Qianyuan had already guessed.

It should be some kind of mysterious formation method to isolate time and space, and even isolate dimensions and dimensions, and if there is no chance, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will definitely not be able to find it.

At the beginning, Bloody Night Heaven once went deep into the underground palace, killed many guards arranged by the Taishang Sect, and cracked the mechanism and entered the side hall.

However, even his ancient cultivation power could not find treasures.

Fang Qianyuan wasn't sure what the "fate" that the Taishang Sect was looking for meant exactly, but there were so many pawns sent out that someone could really touch the ban and open the door to the real ruins.

At the worst of all, it is possible to enter the mysterious place where twelve black coffins are hidden, like a bloody night sky.

If he really wants to gain nothing, he will not lose.

He is a high-level sect, and the biggest advantage is that he has a lot of manpower and material resources to use, and he does not need to pursue most of his life for an ethereal legend clue like ordinary casual cultivation, wasting time and energy in vain, but he may not gain anything.

After Wu Ziyun clarified Fang Qianyuan's intentions, he made a brief inquiry to confirm the general scope and characteristics.

Then, he took the list of exploration members that Fang Qianyuan had already prepared, walked outside the tent, and opened the altar.

Zuo Qiutang carried a treasure knife at his waist, stood aside, and looked at this self-proclaimed witch descendant with a little curiosity, wanting to see what kind of means he used.

But seeing that Wu Ziyun was busy, after the preparation was complete, he knotted the magic seal in his hand.

"The turtle is summoned!"

With his call, a turtle appeared out of thin air.

If you look closely, it is not an ordinary living turtle, but a hollow turtle shell, which seems to have been cultivated by some special means, assisted by the strange art of preparing tortoise shells for divination with witchcraft, and finally formed this kind of imperial spirit product between the virtual and the real.

On this tortoise shell, the texture is clear, the Tao is expressive, and the whole body exudes a faint aura, which makes people feel a sense of mystery at a glance.

"Summoned by Heavenly Fire!"

Wu Ziyun once again sacrificed the magic trick, but with a flick of his hand, his fingers stepped over the candlestick on the front plan table, and suddenly lit it.

Then, Wu Ziyun took a grimace mask with blue faces and fangs from the case, put it on solemnly, and began to dance a strange dance around the front of the desk and the fire built with heavenly firestones.

As he began to dance, the tortoiseshell fell into the fire, allowing it to burn.

Zuo Qiutang looked funny, but he noticed that Fang Qianyuan, who came out of the big tent, had a solemn look on his face and stood aside to watch.

Zuo Qiutang didn't know that although Wu Ziyun's actions were exaggerated and weird, every move contained the strange power of Wu Dao's secret transmission since ancient times.

The source of the witch road can be traced back to ancient times, when the flood era was extremely far away, at that time, the immortal path had not even risen, and there was no cultivation of true truth, magic spells.

This kind of dance that looks like a great god is precisely the dance of Shen Yun that hides the origin of the Great Dao.

I saw that Wu Ziyun sometimes made a blue bird soaring, and sometimes it was a ghost's posture of opening its teeth and dancing claws, and the originally flat ground was outlined by him one by one.

Zuo Qiutang glanced at it, and there was a faint feeling of dizziness, as if it contained the truth of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which could not be deciphered and understood at all.

He was secretly shocked in his heart, and finally did not dare to laugh at himself secretly, and instead gave birth to a sense of awe.

Fang Qianyuan even vaguely discovered the rhythm of the origin of the Great Dao.

In his opinion, these actions contain a power that can communicate the avenue of heaven and earth and interfere with the law.

Although Wu Ziyun only uses the sacrificial dance of the witch way, interfering through specific movements and spells, it is essentially a certain ritual, and he can't really understand and control it freely, but if he only talks about the level of use, it is enough to compare to the heavenly level.

If it is said that the control law of the power of the heavenly level is to know it, and to know why it is true, and to use it freely, and even bypass other ways, and it is invincible, then Wu Ziyun is specialized in this, through hard study and comprehension of the ancestors since childhood, he knows it but does not know why.

But even this "knowing it" was completely enough to do what Fang Qianyuan wanted him to do.

Not long after, Wu Ziyun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the tortoise shell suddenly made a "crackling" sound, like a firecracker.

Wu Ziyun immediately sacrificed the spirit yuan out of thin air, took it out of the flames, and regardless of the tortoise shell was still hot, as if it was a holy relic, he respectfully placed it on the gold plate that had been prepared in front of the desk.

He took off his mask and stared at the cracks on the tortoise shell for a long time before he spoke to the other Qianyuan and said: "Muli Dongfang, Sunrise Tanggu, don't drink wind and frost, don't see ice and snow!"

"Wood stands in the East, the sun rises in the soup valley, does not drink wind and frost, does not see ice and snow, ......"

Because of reading through the "Flying Immortal Catalogue", Fang Qianyuan also made a lot of effort to learn the immortal script, and the immortal text and the Dao pattern prohibition are in the same line, and they are inextricably linked to the witch Tao before ancient times, so he can also slightly understand the Dao essence presented by the cracks on the tortoise shell.

It's just that it can't be interpreted as accurately as Wu Ziyun.

As for the prophecy he said, it is even more mysterious and mysterious, and it is wonderful.

Wu Ziyun explained: "The way of divination, that is, to do this, as for the more specific reference, it still needs to be understood by Elder Fang at that time, it is not that Wu is making a mistake, he has really tried his best." ”

Fang Qianyuan understood this: "This seat knows. ”

This is indeed the characteristic of the way of divination, Wu Ziyun is also a master with true skills, not those who are pretentious in the rivers and lakes.