In the spiritual platform, Li Qingxian's mind looked towards the pink mist wrapped by the Thunder Dragon Hydrangea.
I saw the mist twisting and twisting, and some pictures faintly flashing through.
"It turns out that it is a fortune-telling spell. It is a combination of illusion and fortune-telling. It can deceive fate. If you encounter an ordinary low-grade fortune-teller, even a low-grade fortune-teller may fall into the spell. It can take as little as ten days to sleep, and as long as three months.
Wake up. It seems that the other party is very cautious, otherwise he will use more vicious spells."
Li Qingxian thought slowly.
The Life Confusion Technique is a typical mid-level Life Technique. I don't know how to use it, I just memorized a few spells.
One of the core powers of fate drama is the fortune-telling technique.
After leaving the mourning platform, Li Qingxian opened his eyes, looked at the messy bedroom, and stood there, recalling the events of the past few days.
After the Yamen closed the village, they first contacted many people to put pressure on County Magistrate Wen.
After that, a very complicated fortune-telling technique was used in Wangjiatun, and the "one hundred beasts bring blessing" was reversed and changed to "one hundred beasts bring bad luck".
Every day, a kind of bad luck will leave the fierce array of beasts and find the relevant person.
In order to use this life technique, many volumes of imperial edicts and animal body parts were consumed, and Xu Fang also collected many filthy things.
The shortcoming of the beasts sending evil is very big, it cannot be effective immediately, and it needs to be accumulated over time to gradually develop its power.
However, there is another great advantage of using the beasts to send evil, that is, because it is divided into multiple small attacks, even if you encounter a larger force or face a stronger situation, you can still avoid it, even if you cannot avoid it.
Open, it can also be gradually resolved.
Back then, a great fortune-teller once used a stronger "Ten Thousand Beasts to Send Evil" to silently destroy a small country with a population of over one million in three years.
Now, even if the other party has the support of the county government, being a member of a wealthy Lizhou family can gradually affect his destiny.
As for the middle-grade fortune-teller who abducted the child, he was very careful and could hardly be traced.
But this time, the life-obscuring spell was used, and there were many clouds and rains here before, leaving too many traces.
The seeking fairy bees flew out, opened their spiritual eyes, and saw the seeking fairy bees pouring into the curtain one after another. After a while, they took back something.
There are some rags stained with traces of sweat that are hard to detect with the naked eye and have dried up, and only a little bit of dead skin can be seen if you look closely.
There is also some dust, which is the soil from the soles of the feet left by the life magician on the ground.
Not a single hair.
"As expected of a middle-grade life magician, but these are enough."
Li Qingxian did not immediately cast a spell to find it, but used the shadow-seeking technique in the life-seeking technique.
He saw Li Qingxian putting down his magic weapon, holding a spell with his hand, stepping on his feet, and chanting something.
"The sky leaves its shadow, the land leaves its shape, people leave the building before it is empty, but the flying geese leave behind..."
After the spell was completed, the room was filled with white mist, squirming like living flesh.
After a while, the white mist slowly converged and turned into a white mist man.
Li Qingxian waved his hand, and all the traces he had been looking for fell on the white fog man. The white fog man slowly twisted and soon turned into a faceless man.
Although this person has no face, some parts of his body are unusually clear. He wears a pair of blue satin high-soled boots and a green robe with light red stripes. The little finger of his left hand is slightly bent, and the hosta on the back of his head shines.
Li Qingxian moved his nose gently. This man exuded a faint fragrance, like a woody fragrance, which was completely different from the perfume used by women.
Finally, Li Qingxian looked at the man's waist in confusion.
After a long time, he took out a yellow talisman and flicked it gently. The man in the white mist turned into a white paper figure measuring one foot and flew onto the yellow talisman.
Li Qingxian cast another spell, first intercepting part of the power and aura of the life-losing spell, and then channeling all the remaining life-losing spell into the substitute wooden boy.
Then, he used the communication talisman, and then his body swayed, fell to the ground, and cast a spell to seal himself. Everything looked like he was sleeping soundly.
The sun rises in the east and gradually moves towards the zenith.
Loud slogans rang out on the street outside the house.
"The treasure lives forever and protects all people."
Everyone in the courtyard looked sternly, looked at each other, and then at the closed door, discussed in a low voice, and then saw a Qingshan Gang incense master rushing in.
"Gang leader, the people from the Baosheng sect have to clear the street. They are followed by the people from the Blood Clothes sect. Do we want to get out of the way?" said the incense leader.
Gao Tianwan frowned and said: "Let everyone enter the courtyard first, and don't conflict with the Baosheng faction."
"Yes." The incense owner hurriedly left.
"You Beilulin are also afraid of the Baosheng sect?" Wang Buku suddenly asked, his expression cold.
Gao Tianwan said: "Of course the main sect of the General Alliance is not afraid. Our Qingshan Gang is just a branch of Beilulin and we are not willing to mess with such an evil sect."
"The Blood Clothes Sect and the Baosheng Sect have always been close," Liu Yitian said.
Wang Buku said: "Let's go to the front yard and have a look. Jingqiu has a high level of cultivation and everything will be fine."
The three of them led people out of the backyard and to the front yard.
I saw everyone from the Qingshan Gang, Shen Gong Sect and Wang Buku's men lining up to enter the hospital.
A sharp voice suddenly came from outside the hospital: "Which sect in Qiyuan City are you from?"
"Friends of the Bloody Clothes Sect, why are you pretending? We can't see each other when we look up. How could you not know that we are from the Qingshan Gang?"
"Qingshan helped me know, and the river guards also know who the other faction is."
"Shen Gong is sent to Xiaoshan and I have met you all." Yu Xiaoshan's voice sounded outside the door.
"What is the Shen Gong Sect and the Shen Jian Sect? There is no such sect in the city. There are outside rules outside, and there are city rules in the city. If the rules are broken, distant water cannot save the near fire. Get out of the way, and don't annoy the Baosheng sect.
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Not long after, Yu Xiaoshan came in with a dark face.
Liu Yitian, Wang Buku and Gao Tianwan were standing at the door when they saw a group of monks wearing blue brocade robes walking through the door on the street in front, with golden waves embroidered on their sleeves, walking without squinting.
The people at the front of the team were holding banners and flags, the people in the middle were carrying empty octagonal white lotus sedans, and in the middle of the team at the back was a large copper furnace about two feet in diameter, with three wrist-thick large incense sticks carved in red patterns inserted into the furnace.
, the head of the incense was red, and the three lines of white smoke that came out gathered in the air and formed a futon-sized cloud that lingered for a long time.
There are obviously no musical instruments in the team, but for some reason, strange cries can always be heard, faintly visible, distant and sometimes near.
Behind the Baosheng faction's team, the people from the Blood Clothes Sect followed.
The leader of the Xueyimen suddenly smiled at the three people at the door, and then continued to move forward.
Wang Buku just watched, while Gao Tianwan and Liu Yitian looked at each other with gloomy expressions.
After the team from the Blood Clothes Sect and the Baosheng Sect left, Liu Yitian said: "The Baosheng Sect raised their flags, raised their seats, and the Three Treasures of the Hanging Furnace came out together. This is to prepare for war. Instead of taking the main road, I chose to go from here, something is wrong."
Gao Tianwan said: "Don't think about it, this is a warning from the Blood Clothes Sect."
"you mean……"
"Warn us, the matter between the two parties ends here. When the Blood Clothes Sect mentioned the 'rules', I vaguely remembered that they had done something similar. I saw the Three Treasures Crying Path of the Baosheng Sect with my own eyes, which made me even more sure." Gao Tianwan said.