Exchange student at Hogwarts

The group of people traveled so fast that they did not enter from the East China Sea, but went all the way north to the Bohai Bay.

When we arrived near Tianjin, we saw red flags waving in the sky above the coastline, huge crowds of people, and a huge banner saying "Warmly welcome, Principal Deng of Hogwarts is here to guide us." Well, it's very old.

Seeing such a huge battle, Zhang Chen didn't care that his injury was not completely healed. He used force to break the bandage on his neck. He asked Brother Seventh for a Kunlun standard Taoist robe and put it on first, then put on a hat. Barely covering his bare head.

"What's going on? It doesn't seem like we sent him?" Zhang Chen tidied himself up and asked the seventh senior brother with doubts on his face.

"Haha, your exchange was originally an exclusive deal between our Kunlun and Hogwarts. This time, for some reason, the Ministry of Magic officially organized an exchange trip. Suddenly the news leaked. It involves a spiritual treasure, and various sects It's not a big deal. Your Professor Deng is not a fuel-efficient lamp." Liu Tong smiled sarcastically, obviously not paying attention to the formations of the major factions.

"That's not right. Even if he comes to visit, he doesn't necessarily want to leak the information about Lingbao. This will not do them any good." Zhang Chen still didn't understand.

"Do you think that the Liuren Divine Numbers of the Qingwei Sect, the Ziwei Xingdou of Longhu Mountain, and the Plum Blossom Divine Arithmetic of Maoshan Road were all given to you for free? When you knew nothing about it, our Tai Chi Diagram could still hide the secrets of heaven. Now people are coming to our door. Who can’t figure it out?”

"Damn it, I have to learn this trick when I go back. Otherwise, I will be at a disadvantage when working with someone who is good at these innate calculations." Zhang Chen's understanding of magic is only general, and today he realized that it is so magical. .

Liu Tong looked at Zhang Chen with a strange expression on his face, "Who taught you the basis of your cultivation? Jiu Xuan Gong itself has magical powers that do not enter the three realms and five elements. Especially after entering the golden elixir stage, it can effectively interfere with the calculation of spells. Don’t you know that he is the nemesis of innate divine calculation?”

"I was taught by an old man with a white beard. He really cut corners," Zhang Chen complained about the old man in charge, who was never polite.

As he spoke, the coastline was in sight, and five middle-aged and elderly Taoist priests, both male and female, who exuded strong aura in the welcoming team flew out to greet them.

"I am Zhang Chongqing, the deputy acquaintance of Longhu Mountain." A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Gua Pao and a pure Yang scarf raised his hands and bowed.

"Zhong Zheng plays Jin Ke, he is a match for Han Tong Xuan Yun, and he is a generation. He is the direct descendant of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain a hundred years ago. He was less than thirty years old and entered the Nascent Soul at the age of fifty-three. He dominates the whole generation. Hey, he looks so young. Ah, your appearance will no longer change when you enter the Nascent Soul stage." Liu Tong introduced Zhang Chen one by one without waiting for Zhang Chen to ask.

"I am the deputy director of the office of the Chinese Cultivation Federation, Maoshan Qingwei Sect, Luo Baoyi." The second person who introduced himself was a rather old man, wearing a suit and glasses, smiling like a civil servant. style.

"Pfft, it's true. The deputy director of the office, Guang Shao, is really a good friend. He is also a senior of the Bao family. You must lose points." Zhang Chen sat cross-legged on Senior Brother Liu's sword and almost laughed out loud. .

"Don't laugh. The Maoshan Qingwei Sect is the sect most closely connected with the secular world. The current president of the Xiuzhen Federation is their leader. If it weren't for the help of the government, how could they have transformed from a second-rate sect in half a century? Jumped to the top of the first class. This time we bypassed the Federation to have an exchange with you. They are the ones who dance the most. If there is trouble in the future, they must be the ones who started it." It seems that among the various factions of Chinese cultivation The gap between them is not small. Although the Kunlun Sect has deep roots, it also has many constraints on how to do things. In this way, both the East and the West have their own difficulties. No wonder they can maintain relative peace in the extraordinary world.

"Ding Yanshui from the Longmen sect, I'm glad to meet you." Another old Taoist priest, wearing a black Taoist robe and a carefree scarf on his head, looks like an immortal Taoist, making people approachable.

"The world is prosperous, Xiweiyan is self-defended, and the Longmen sect is proficient in the five elements. In addition to seniority, each generation of the five elements is qualified to be named after the five elements. He is the Longmen water envoy of the previous generation, and now he has He is the elder of the late Yuan Ying. The Longmen water traveler has been traveling in two rivers and three lakes for generations. In order to make up for the cause and effect of the sect's inaction during the flood discharge in Henan during the Republic of China, the Yuan Ying empress has been sorting out the water veins in the land of China. Come on. With a lot of merit, it should be a sure thing to enter Yuanshen."

"Shouldn't the merits he gained make up for his previous shortcomings? Why did he get it on his own?"

"You really don't understand anything. The five elements of the previous generation of Longmen all died in the small heavenly tribulation when the Golden Pill ascended to Yuanying, repaying this cause and effect. The cause and effect I just said is the cause and effect in people's hearts. It is his own response to the cause and effect. The practice of the Longmen Sect's philosophy. There are many stories about the catastrophe a hundred years ago. The Longmen Sect made great sacrifices for China and deserves our respect. You can learn more about it later."

An old Taoist behind "Pindao Pavilion Zaoshan Lingbao Sect Xiao Ji" had clear eyebrows and kind eyes. He was delighted when he saw him, like a god of wealth.

"The Lingbao sect does not establish a pedigree before ascending. The lower sects of Shenzhou are all named after their real names. If you see older people calling them senior, you are right." Liu Tong said in a low voice.

"Aren't the Lingbao Sect's Conferred Gods sworn enemies to us in Kunlun? Why do you look so friendly?"

"Lingbao Sect is the inheritance of Lingbao Tianzun inherited by Jin Ao, the founding founder of the sect after becoming a god. It is separated from the Jie Sect back then. However, it doesn't have a good look towards our sect. In short, let's maintain a superficial peace. But the Heavenly Court All the gods, especially the four tribes of Thunder, Fire, Plague, and Dou, are members of the Jiejiao sect, so don’t mess with them easily.”

"Hey, with this list of gods, the ancestors of the Fortune Golden Immortal have gained freedom. We, the young disciples below, still have to look at the face of heaven. I don't know who takes advantage."

The last person to appear was a female immortal, "I am Li Qing of the Nanhua Immortal Sect, my name is Xingyu."

"Nanhua Immortal Sect is one of our own, rich and modest, always polite and righteous, full of kindness and kindness. Master Xingyu is the biological sister of Elder Li of Sutra Pavilion."

"Let me tell you, such a big Chanjiao has to open a few small accounts."

After the introductions were completed, Dumbledore and his entourage were led to settle in a newly built colorful shed above Tianjin Port. The colorful shed was completely wrapped in a huge cloud, hiding it from the attention of mortals. Entering the colorful shed, there is a vast space inside, with a long table on a white cloud for two people to sit side by side. At the guest desk, a young man with a pale face stood shivering at the desk, holding a microphone in his hand and a name tag hanging on his chest, "Translation."

"This brother is so unlucky. I'm done with the translation. It doesn't matter if a mortal comes up." Zhang Chen had quietly moved to the front row at this time and said this in Dumbledore's ear.

"You're not worried about us Kunlun?" Elder Su Guquan answered with a smile.

"Old Su, don't be ridiculous in front of the kids. The letter sent by the British Ministry of Magic does not have the name of the exchange disciple you sent. We don't know that he will accompany us, so we can only prepare our own translator first. But since you are there You will be the one to translate." Deputy Director Luo of the Maoshan Sect waved his hand, and two junior disciples flew up next to him to help the translator Xia Yun, who was almost paralyzed. Zhang Chen smiled and was not polite, and directly took his position.