The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 38: A blessing in disguise, Qiao Yan presents Bao Qimen Compass (seeking monthly ticket recommendation votes!)

Outside the quaint courtyard is a vegetable garden full of fruits and vegetables, lush and green, with fruits hanging from the branches, a scene of a good harvest.

The only drawback is that there are also birds and beasts gathering here.

The fruits and vegetables at the corners of the fields have been ruined beyond recognition, but they have also gained a bit of farm charm.

When Lu Chen came with peaches, Qiao Yan was teasing a colorful bird in his palm.

The bird jumped back and forth in his palm and flapped its wings, but it could not fly.

This unique skill, which is like "preventing a bird from flying", is one of Qiao Yan's pleasures in his spare time.

There are few people in the deep mountains, and Qiao Yan is not a person who practices meditation. If he doesn't find some fun, he will find it difficult to suppress his loneliness.

Lu Chen once suggested raising a few small animals, but he shook his head and refused.

It is said that his demonic power is difficult to eliminate and it erupts from time to time. If one is confused and accidentally kills it, it will be a painful separation.

It's better to be like this now. If there is really no fun, just go to other villages and towns to attract some popularity.

From then on, Lu Chen could only let him do as he pleased.

However, after half a year of hard training, although Qiao Yan's cultivation had not improved at all, his character had made great progress.

But it is true that misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

Seeing Lu Chen walking slowly towards him, Qiao Yan smiled and released the energy in his palm. The bird instantly flew into the air, chirping, and flew quickly and crookedly into the jungle, then disappeared.

"Brother!"

Lu Chen held up the package and said with a smile: "Look what good things I brought you."

Qiao Yan scratched the back of his head naively and shook his head honestly, "I can't guess."

Lu Chen smiled slightly and opened the package: "Dangdangdang! Take a look, don't you miss it very much!"

"Peaches from Rotten Peach Mountain?"

Qiao Yan's eyes lit up, with a complex and incomprehensible expression in them, but then he looked at Lu Chen with gratitude and said, "Thank you, Ruchen. The peaches on Rotten Peach Mountain are ripe, and you still remember me... But, is it okay for you to give me these peaches?"

Although he was excited, Qiao Yan felt a little uneasy.

After all, this is something from the mountains.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Haha, don't worry. I asked Senior Brother Zhinan. When Senior Brother was still here, he would often bring peaches down the mountain."

"That's good."

Qiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He was an honest man and had never taken anything from the mountain gate's fairy palace back up the mountain when he was in the mountain.

Now hearing Lu Chen say this, I didn’t know what he meant.

Then he took out something that looked like a compass. "I saw someone selling this at the market this afternoon. I felt it was a little strange, so I bought it. I'll give it to you."

Lu Chen took a look at the compass, his magic power rippled slightly, and he realized that this was not an ordinary compass.

He took the compass and transferred some magic power into it. In an instant, a faint white light appeared around the compass.

"Magical weapon?"

Lu Chen was surprised: "Brother, you are so lucky."

This compass is actually a magical weapon!
Practitioners can use ritual instruments to perform their duties.

Firstly, it can save mana, and secondly, the magic weapons contain complete spell types, which is equivalent to having a fixed spell slot.

Everyone's magical power is limited, so naturally the types of spells that can be compiled are also limited.

No matter how much you make up, it will be useless if you don't have the magic power to use it!
There is no need for magic tools. As long as you activate the magic seed imprint on it, you can cast magic.

The mana consumed is also extremely small.

If you have a good magic weapon with you, even if your magic power is not enough or your Taoism is not profound enough, you can still act as a high-level cultivator when you travel outside.

Even the gods and Buddhas in heaven have a few valuable treasures that they rely on.

Of course, those treasures are all spiritual treasures, which are many levels higher than ordinary magical instruments.

"This should be worth a lot of money, right?" Lu Chen hesitated as he looked at the compass in his hand. "Neither I nor the person who sold me the compass knew it was a magic weapon."

Qiao Yan smiled innocently: "It just so happened that the man was short of money and said that this was an old item passed down from his ancestors. I felt sorry for him, so I spent two coins to buy it."

"Two coins for a magic weapon!?"

Lu Chen's eyes widened: "Brother, you made a fortune!"

"Huh? What does big fortune mean?" Qiao Yan was puzzled.

Lu Chen smiled and didn't explain too much.

He is no longer the same person who had just arrived in the world of Journey to the West.

Although he had never been down the mountain, he had already understood the knowledge and experience of other brothers during their travels.

Magical instruments are not very strange things. If some old objects are contaminated with some extraordinary powers, they will gradually possess some strange abilities.

However, these are rare, and their abilities are not that strong. Once the special effects are used up, it is difficult to recover.

The real magic tools actually refer to those that have been nurtured by practitioners with their magic power, and even have left a complete magic seed imprint on them.

This kind of real magical weapon is quite rare.

If a Qi cultivator who has not opened the Bridge of Heaven and Earth obtains such a magical weapon, his ability to protect the Dao will definitely be greatly improved.

And the compass in Lu Chen's hand is the latter!
It was refined by a true practitioner and contains the complete imprint of the Dharma seed.

The frequency of Lu Chen's mana input increased a little. In an instant, the white light on the compass expanded instantly, covering the area within a hundred meters.

Lu Chen's heart moved, and the surrounding environment changed rapidly. What was originally a wooden house in the vegetable garden turned into a hot Gobi desert in the blink of an eye. From time to time, flames would appear on the ground, making it look like a scene of hell on earth.

"Ah! Where is this place?"

Qiao Yan was startled and looked around in panic. He stood up and stomped his feet from time to time, but the soles of his feet felt burning.

"It's nothing, Brother Qiao. This is just an illusion."

Lu Chen smiled.

"phantom?"

Qiao Yan was a little dazed. He grabbed a handful of warm gravel and stood up. The gravel slowly fell through the gaps between his fingers. He couldn't help but murmured, "Is this an illusion so real?"

"To be precise, it is the art of Qimen. It contains the images of the eight trigrams Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, and can perform Qimen magic."

Lu Chen's mind moved again, and the surrounding environment changed again, from the Gobi Desert to a wriggling dark pool of water: "This is the word Ze."

The next moment, it turned into a land of thunder and lightning: "This is the word Zhen."

"The Eight Trigrams Compass records eight types of dharma."

Lu Chen did not experiment with the effects of the other five magic seeds.

His magic power is infused into it, so it naturally bears his mark and will not be affected by the illusion of the compass magic seed.

But Qiao Yan failed.

This is also the disadvantage of ordinary magic tools.

Unable to distinguish friend from foe.

Of course, part of the reason was that Lu Chen was using it for the first time and was unable to fully control the Bagua Compass.

Seeing Qiao Yan running away with his head in his hands due to the force of thunder, Lu Chen quickly cut off the supply of his magic power.

The surroundings returned to reality again.

Qiao Yan also came back to his senses at this time, looking at his arm which had just become a burnt stick with astonishment, and then regained its sense and fleshiness. For a moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "What a terrible illusion!"

But when I thought about the scenes I had just experienced, it seemed as if they were real to me, and I couldn't help but shudder.

I have lingering fears.

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