Marvel's Magic Master

Chapter 442: The Old Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu (Part )
"Brother, this is also my first time traveling far away and my first time on a plane."

Huang Ming touched his head and laughed.

He was an orphan and was taken in to Baiyun Temple at the age of seven. He practiced hard for fifteen years. This was the first time he left Beijing to go to other places.

"Let's go eat something, it's still early for the flight."

"Forget it. I just checked and everything at this airport is really expensive."

"It's my treat, eat as much as you want."

"Hey, I've been waiting for you to say this."

After eating something at the airport, the three of them boarded a plane to Jiangxi.

It was almost eleven o'clock when the three of them arrived at the Shangqing Ancient Town in Longhu Mountain, which was full of ordinary tourists from all over the country.

"The ticket price is 260 yuan per person, but our Baiyun Temple is only 10 yuan!"

Although you are participating in the Luotian Grand Ceremony as an extraordinary person, you still have to buy the ticket honestly.

Huang Ming looked at the ticket prices at Mount Longhu and then thought about their Baiyun Temple, and suddenly felt a huge gap.

"No wonder Longhushan is so rich. The ticket price is much more expensive than ours."

“The price is set by the Tourism Bureau, and most of the money goes into the Tourism Bureau’s pocket, so Longhushan doesn’t get much.

Compared to Longhu Mountain, our Baiyun Temple is actually more free. Their front mountain is basically controlled by the tourism bureau. "

Liu Xingyang adjusted his sunglasses and explained.

“There are pros and cons.”

George nodded.

Although the tickets to Baiyun Temple are cheap, the Tourism Bureau does not pay much attention to it because of the low prices and not much profit.

Basically, the entire Baiyun Temple is managed by the Taoist priests within the temple, which is quite free.

But it is different in Longhu Mountain. The front mountain is managed by people from the Tourism Bureau, and the real Taoists in Longhu Mountain can only practice in the back mountain.

We will only go to the front mountain when there is a special need.

"It's the old Taoist priest, let's go and say hello."

Not long after they went up the mountain, they saw the current Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei taking photos with the inspecting leaders and making a scissors hand gesture in front of the Taoist temple.

He is also recognized as the best player in the country.

As a fellow Taoist, Liu Xingyang naturally knew the old Taoist priest, and immediately took Huang Ming and George over.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether George can get through or not, he is not a Taoist.

However, he was still very interested in the country's top master, the old Taoist priest from Mount Longhu, and wanted to observe him up close.

"Liu Xingyang from Baiyun Temple, meeting the old Heavenly Master!"

Liu Xingyang stepped forward and performed a Taoist fist-clasping salute, and Huang Ming and George followed suit.

The old Taoist priest saw Liu Xingyang and smiled:

"It's Xingyang. How is your master doing lately?"

"Master is in good health, can eat and sleep well."

Liu Xingyang replied respectfully.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his snow-white beard:
"That's good. It looks like I can live a few more years. Are these two your disciples?"

"This is my junior fellow apprentice Huang Ming. This is one of our friends, a wandering cultivator who learned magic from abroad."

Liu Xingyang introduced them one by one.

"Foreign magic?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at George and saw a small wooden stick on his waist, and he immediately understood.

"You are a wizard, right?"

"Old Taoist priest, you are really knowledgeable. My father does business in London and was admitted to the wizarding school there, where he studied magic for several years." George restrained his breath and replied with a smile.

As the top master in the country and reportedly over a hundred years old, it is normal for Zhang Zhiwei to know about foreign wizards.

"The school in London, Flamel College, right? I've been there when I was traveling around the world. Is Principal Taber okay?"

Hearing about the London School of Magic, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but fall into memories. It took him a while to recover and then he asked George.

George didn't expect that Zhang Zhiwei actually knew Taber, but he nodded anyway:
"The principal is very good. He is currently researching new ways to knit sweaters."

“Well, this guy really hasn’t changed.

Next time you go back, if you see him, tell him to come to Longhu Mountain when he has time."

Zhang Zhiwei showed an emotional look on his face.

"If I see the principal, I will pass on your message."

George did not say that he had dropped out and would not return to school in the short term, but agreed readily.

Since Zhang Zhiwei and Taber are friends, he can also use this relationship to get in touch with the other party. There is nothing wrong with that.

"Old Heavenly Master, I will take them to the back mountain to register, so I won't bother you anymore!"

After saying hello, Liu Xingyang took George and Huang Ming to the back mountain.

The official venue for the Luotian Dajiao is on the back hill of Longhu Mountain, a place where tourists are prohibited from entering and which has never been developed, without even a normal path.

"Master Liu, Lao Huang, you go first. This is my first time in Longhu Mountain. I want to take a look around the front mountain and then go over there later."

After walking a few steps, George suddenly stopped and stopped walking towards the back mountain.

Hearing what George said, Liu Xingyang and Huang Ming didn't think much about it.

"Okay, then we'll wait for you in the back hills."

For Taoists like them, they have visited Taoist temples countless times, so naturally they would not have any interest in them.

But for George, a rich second-generation who grew up abroad, it was normal for him to want to stroll around the front mountain when he came to Longhu Mountain for the first time.

Wasn’t it the same at Baiyun Temple before?

"interesting."

After Liu Xingyang and Huang Ming walked away, George turned his head and looked at a girl who was squatting on the ground and being tricked into buying something, with an interested look on his face.

When he was talking with Zhang Zhiwei just now, he had already observed the other party carefully.

I can only say that he is the best player in the country and he deserves the title.

Not to mention anything else, the energy contained in Zhang Zhiwei's body is much stronger than the Voldemort of this world that he encountered in London before.

Even that Tubb, the Dumbledore of this world, is very different from Zhang Zhiwei.

He was somewhat surprised by this, but it was understandable. After all, he was recognized as the strongest, so it was understandable that he had such strong energy.

However, what really surprised him was that just when he passed by the little girl squatting on the ground, he actually felt an energy in the little girl's body that was not much weaker than Zhang Zhiwei's.

How could a seemingly ordinary girl have a similar amount of Qi in her body as Zhang Zhiwei?
This made him curious and he wanted to stay and see who this little girl was.

“A gift from heaven, a string of red colored glaze. This is what my master did here. After fighting with the Ten Thousand Year Old Fire Kirin for more than 80,000 rounds, he took out its spirit crystal and made this string.

Today you don’t need 98,000 or 9,800 yuan, just 998 yuan and you can take it home! "

On the roadside, a big monk in a cassock was holding a string of red glass beads and excitedly selling them.

The girl squatting on the ground immediately took out a handful of money from her pocket and jumped up excitedly.

"So cool, I want it, I want it, I want it, sell it to me. Sell it to me."

"Isn't this a fool?"

George blinked and couldn't help but wonder if he had sensed it wrongly.

(End of this chapter)