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As Qin Yu left, Mo Yongxin was completely puzzled. From the man's words and Mr. He's expression, this compass seemed to be something extraordinary.
"Miss Mo, a magical instrument is a term used by feng shui masters. It's similar to how Buddhists refer to objects that have been consecrated by high monks as Buddhist instruments. Magical instruments also have the function of warding off evil and protecting against misfortune. The formation of a magical instrument is very difficult; it requires a master to imbue it with years of mental energy, creating a special aura, before it can be called a magical instrument."
He Ping explained, but he didn't mention that a feng shui master owning a magical instrument can also help improve their skills. By sensing the mental energy left on the magical instrument, a feng shui master can advance further in their feng shui studies.
"But how could this young man, who is so young, identify this as a magical instrument? It's incredible!"
He Ping's words carried a hint of doubt. Identifying a magical instrument is not easy. He himself only understood a little about the characteristics of magical instruments because he had seen one before and learned from his master. Even then, he had to carefully examine it for a long time before he could confirm it was a magical instrument.
"Master He, if we have the help of this magical instrument, will our chances of success in this matter be much greater?"
"If we have this compass as a magical instrument, it will increase our chances significantly!"
After hearing this, Mo Yongxin's almond eyes sparkled. She made a gesture with her left hand, and two men in black clothes, who were hiding in the corner of the street, quickly walked toward the direction Qin Yu had disappeared.
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Back at home, Qin Yu closed the door, took out the compass with a missing corner, and placed it on the ground. He then sat cross-legged in front of the compass, made a strange hand sign, and recited:
"Embrace the origin, dispel the illusion, and restore the original form!"
Qin Yu's current action was one of the techniques recorded in the Zhuge Inner Canon, used to reveal the true nature of an object. As his hand sign changed, the compass on the ground began to hum and vibrate. A dragon-like figure with sharp claws and teeth appeared, circling the compass. With a dragon's roar, the dragon vanished through the missing corner, heading in a certain direction but disappearing before it went far.
"It's actually a Dragon-Seeking Compass!"
Qin Yu's face was pale, but his expression was extremely excited. This compass was actually a Dragon-Seeking Compass, a magical instrument that feng shui masters dream of. With it, finding dragon veins would be much easier.
The dragon-like figure only traveled a few meters before disappearing because Qin Yu's mental energy was not strong enough. In simple terms, a magical instrument is like an energy weapon; to use it, one must provide sufficient energy. This energy is similar to the Buddhist power or the Daoist magical power, which is cultivated through special methods over a long period.
However, in addition to these magical instruments, there are also consumable magical instruments, like the talisman Qin Yu had drawn earlier or the consecrated objects in Buddhism. These items are infused with mental energy and do not require additional energy to use.
The Zhuge Inner Canon has specific techniques for cultivating mental energy, and Qin Yu had been practicing them for some time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to activate the Dragon-Seeking Compass.
While Qin Yu was still studying the Dragon-Seeking Compass, in a quiet villa in the county town, a woman was holding a file, which was about him.
"Qin Yu, 23 years old, a Chinese literature student at NC University, parents are civil servants. Apart from excellent academic performance, he is no different from an ordinary person. A month ago, he broke the wind evil for his uncle's new house, gaining fame in the town. He has studied feng shui with a Taoist on the mountain."
Mo Yongxin looked at the file, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. This young man was actually a feng shui master, no wonder he could identify the magical instrument. Getting a magical instrument from a feng shui master would not be easy.
Actually, if she used her family's influence, Mo Yongxin could easily force him to hand over the magical instrument. However, although she was cold to people, she was not someone who bullied others with her power. But she was determined to get this magical instrument, as it was crucial to her family's foundation. Mo Yongxin would not give up, and she had never felt so frustrated by a man before. She couldn't swallow this frustration.
In the early morning, with a slight chill in March, Qin Yu ran on a small path in the fields. Frost and dew were still visible on both sides. Not far away was a river, a tributary of the Xing River, which flowed through the entire county.
The fields were empty, with only the stubs of rice plants from the winter harvest visible. Qin Yu stopped at the river, panting heavily.
Since starting university, he hadn't exercised much. After just an hour of jogging, Qin Yu felt his body couldn't take it. His body had become quite delicate.
After catching his breath, Qin Yu began his daily practice, focusing his mind, embracing the origin, and absorbing the earth's qi. The morning is the best time for cultivation, as the qi is most abundant and pure.
As he practiced, Qin Yu's entire body became solemn and dignified, like a high monk in meditation. A divine light shone on his body, and a clear aura enveloped him.
"Go back and take a good shower!"
After finishing his practice, Qin Yu looked at the sticky substances on his body, which were impurities that had been expelled. The more advanced one's cultivation, the fewer impurities in the body. The essence of cultivation is to refine and purify oneself.
His parents had already cooked porridge and placed it on the table before going to work. Qin Yu took off his outer clothes, preparing to take a shower, when the phone rang.
"Hello, who is it?"
The phone showed an unknown number. Qin Yu picked it up and asked.
"Hello, is this Qin Yu? It's Ah Long!"
"Ah Long, you've changed your phone number again."
"In our line of work, changing numbers is common. You've been back for over a month and haven't even contacted me. What, now that you're a college student and an intellectual, you want to distance yourself from me, a gangster?"
Ah Long's voice was still loud. Qin Yu laughed and cursed, "Get lost."
"Enough talk, you have one hour to get here, or we're done."
Qin Yu put down the phone, smiling and shaking his head. After meeting Meng Fang, Meng Yao's brother, Qin Yu seemed unchanged on the surface, but he had a tight string in his heart. He had been studying the Zhuge Inner Canon day and night and hadn't gone out to socialize.
Ah Long's real name was Ji Ah Long, a high school classmate of Qin Yu. They had been desk partners since high school. At that time, Qin Yu's academic performance was average, barely making it into a key high school, and Ah Long was the same. They both entered the school with the lowest scores.
Qin Yu was quiet and reserved, which Ah Long described as "introverted." Ah Long, on the other hand, was outgoing and carefree. Despite their different personalities, they got along well and were closer than anyone else.
Their academic performance was average, and they sat in the last row. Ah Long, who was not very interested in studying, often rented thick novels from bookstores. It was the early days of online novels, and the two of them would take turns reading, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, enjoying it immensely.
However, they also got into a lot of trouble. Ah Long, with his straightforward personality, would often get into fights over things he didn't like. He was tall and strong, and within a semester, he had gained a reputation in the school and gathered a group of followers.
However, everyone only knew that Ah Long was good at fighting, not that Qin Yu also contributed. They had clear roles: Qin Yu would plan and strategize from behind the scenes, acting as the strategist. Qin Yu's shadow loomed over several large-scale fights in the school. Few people knew this, only the two of them and a few of Ah Long's early followers.
By the second year of high school, Ah Long had become a school bully, leading his followers around, skipping classes, and fighting. Qin Yu, however, chose to focus on his studies, and their interactions decreased, but their friendship remained strong.
After graduation, Qin Yu went to NC University, while Ah Long dropped out of high school and started working as a bouncer at a nightclub in the county town. He was good at fighting and loyal, and soon gained a reputation. Last year, he bought the nightclub and became the owner. Qin Yu had attended the opening ceremony.
After taking a shower, Qin Yu changed into clean clothes, hailed a taxi, and headed to the county town.
Ah Long's nightclub, called "Dreamland Nightclub," was one of the older nightclubs in the county. After Ah Long took over, he renovated it, keeping it from becoming outdated.
"Hey, when did a new nightclub open across the street?"
Qin Yu stood at the entrance of Dreamland Nightclub and noticed a new nightclub across the street. In the entertainment industry, competitors are often enemies, and this was especially true for nightclubs. With such close proximity, there would inevitably be competition, and in the entertainment industry, which often involves underworld elements, conflicts could easily arise.
"This new nightclub has some background!"
Each industry has its own rules, especially the entertainment industry. Normally, nightclubs wouldn't be so close to each other, as it would be seen as a provocation. The fact that Ah Long allowed the new nightclub to open across the street suggested that he was wary of it.
It was daytime, and the nightclub had no customers. At the front desk, a bored cashier with heavy smoky makeup was playing with her phone.
A few burly men with fierce expressions were sitting by the dance floor. One of them noticed Qin Yu and quickly walked over, calling out:
"Brother Yu, you're here! Brother Long is on the second floor!"
"Who are you?"
Qin Yu looked at the man, who was about his age, with a scar on his left cheek, a round head, and prominent facial muscles. He had a vague memory but couldn't place him.
"I'm Zhao Bing, I used to be with Brother Long in school!"
Zhao Bing explained. He was one of the earliest followers of Ah Long and knew about Qin Yu. When Ah Long first established his group, there were only a few of them, but they managed to defeat the older students. Qin Yu's strategies played a crucial role, and Zhao Bing admired him greatly.
"It's you! I haven't seen you in years, you've changed a lot."
"Brother Yu, Brother Long is waiting for you upstairs!"
"Alright, I'll go up first. We can catch up later."
Qin Yu said politely and headed upstairs. To be honest, he wasn't interested in violence, and if it weren't for Ah Long, he wouldn't have any connection with these gangsters.
The second floor was not open to the public and served as Ah Long's base. Qin Yu had been there before and went straight to the innermost room. As he pushed the door open, a man sitting on the sofa smiled and said:
"Have you forgotten about your brother? You've been back for over a month and haven't even come to see me."