At this time, Hou Jizhuan thought that he should not think too much. This kind of thing he had no expectations at all. Thinking too much was just a waste of energy. Anyway, it was already the Si time, so it would be better to start the practice directly.

So while walking, he faced the palms of his left and right hand against the left and right ends of the wooden stick, and secretly recited a spell. At this time, the wooden stick emitted a light yellow light, and the light only appeared for a moment and disappeared.

At this time, Hou Jizhuan grabbed the wooden stick with both hands at the same time. The little fingers of both hands pressed against the left and right ends of the wooden stick, secretly chanting another spell, and soon stopped.

Next he took the wooden stick in his right hand, and his arms were not bent much, but naturally swung slightly on both sides of his body. From time to time, he quietly pointed at passers-by with any end of the wooden stick. Because his hand was low and he was swinging on his side, no one noticed that he would point the wooden stick at others secretly.

Because it was a mantra that Hou Jizhi recited, when he pointed one end of the wooden stick at a passerby, Hou Jizhi could see a white light column formed between the other end of the wooden stick and the passerby. Therefore, even if he was referring to the passerby who was far away from him at that time, he could quickly determine whether he had actually pointed to it. Only Hou Jizhi could see the white light column. Under the prompt of the light column, he could point to whoever he wanted, and would not point to the wrong one.

If when he pointed a stick at a person and saw the white light column turning orange, he would know that the person was the person he was looking for with some characteristics, and that person could help him restore the situation in the gray house to the state he had when there was no problem before.

However, after pointing at some people with a wooden stick, the color of the white light column that Hou Jijun saw did not change at all. Of course, he had no hope at all, and he tried it just to not leave any regrets. He knew that from the time he started his practice, as long as a moment comes, even if he meets someone with that kind of characteristics again, he would not know that the person had that kind of characteristics, and the white light column would no longer exist at that time.

Hou Jizhun didn't know how many people he pointed to with this wooden stick he had used on the road. He had almost pointed to one person when he saw him.

Every time he pointed, he was careful to prevent the light column from touching Tie Wandao. After all, Tie Wandao was wearing something, and Hou Jizhun felt that if the white light column touched Tie Wandao, the things worn by Tie Wandao would prompt him. Although Hou Jizhun only tried it casually while walking, he was actually very careful in his movements.

The white light column that he had cast by him could only see from both ends of the stick that only he could see. As he walked, in order to prevent the white light column from the other end of the stick from touching Tiewandao when he used one of the ends to point to others, he blocked the other end of the stick with his palm, so that only the white light column from one end of the stick could touch people other than himself.

He didn't dare to relax at all. Although his swaying arm seemed natural, he was actually very nervous inside. His eyes were always paying attention to the white light column that only he could see, which made him unintentionally pay attention to where he had followed Tie Wandao for a while.

It was not until he reached the gate of a hall with Tie Wandao that he realized that he was about to enter Aoqian Palace immediately.
Chapter completed!