Chapter 100 Kunlun Xu

Melda meets Dumbledore.

It's in Chang'an Taixue.

That day, it was raining lightly, and the old headmaster rushed over with a very complicated expression on his face.

And after seeing Melda.

It can be clearly felt that the complex mood of the old headmaster took a turn for the worse, and he was a little frustrated or turned into worry.

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This confuses Melda.

What's going on here?
Who hit Lao Deng's head?
But it was obvious that the headmaster came to pick him up.

But Melda has had other things going on lately.

I'm afraid there will be a delay.

He is waiting!
Wait for Elder Kunlun Xu.

Kunlun Academy of Virtual Magic, that's what the UK calls it.

Chang'an Taixue, Jixia Academy, and Chengtian Palace are just her subordinate academies.

Only the top talents in these three academies can enter Kunlun Xu to continue their studies.

The elders of Kunlun Xu are the actual managers of the academy.

And Melda is waiting for a magic elder from Kunlunxu.

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During the waiting period, Melda also learned some details of what happened in the United States from Dumbledore.

According to our old principal, although the Magic Congress of America has given Ron and Hermione a lot of awards and honors.

However, both of them were banned from re-entering the United States.

Melda is also paying attention to the follow-up report of "American Ghost".

Congress has been very ambiguous about this matter.

On the one hand they did admit that there was unrest in the Magic Market.

But on the other hand, it firmly stated that the region is very stable, and the situation is completely under the control of Congress.

In the words of U.S. officials, it is.

Stable, no issues, but potentially dangerous.But this danger is not enough to destabilize.

Yes, it's really... very stable.

But that's kind of shaky stability.
In short, there are four stages of rhetoric.

In the first stage, we declare that nothing happened;
The second stage, saying that something may happen, but we should not act;
The third stage, saying that maybe we should act, but we can't do anything;
Stage four, saying maybe something could have been done at the time, but it's too late now.

And now they're in, phase three: maybe something should be done, but there's nothing we can do about it.
Melda was naturally too lazy to know how the Magical Congress of America would deal with it.

He was just a little worried about Hermione and Ron.

After hearing from the old principal that the two of them had nothing to do, what did the American affairs have to do with him?
Anyway, Europe and America deal with these things basically in the same way.

If you can procrastinate, procrastinate, if you can't procrastinate, just step down!

Wouldn't it be possible to delay it for a few more months with another person?After a long time, ordinary people will naturally forget about it.

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1992, April 7.

After nearly a month of studying in Chang'an Taixue, Melda finally met the elder gentleman from Kunlunxu.

It was an old man who looked very gentle and kind.

Dressed in a white Taoist robe, he has a childlike face with white hair, and a fairy-like bone.

All over his body exudes an aura of a reclusive expert, with all-powerful mana, looking down on the world but indifferent to the world.

It is really a clear stream between heaven and earth.

"That's right, I'm a master of Taoism in Kunlun Xu, and so is Elder Qing Xu!" The master stroked his beard and said loudly.

Elder Qingxu?
Melda didn't find it strange, but accepted the gift humbly, and bowed slowly: "Hello, sir!"

I have studied in Chang'an for so long.

Melda naturally also knew that the myths and stories spread in Huaguo were mostly spread by mages on purpose, or because they thought it was interesting.

Immortals, Shushan, Yujian.These are all wishes of the wizards!

"Haha! Although I haven't seen you before, I recognize your appearance!" Elder Qingxu looked at Melda with a smile, his eyes full of divine light.

"Albus, you really took that step."

After Elder Qingxu finished speaking, he looked at the old headmaster behind Melda again, his face full of surprise.

"After decades of research, there must be some results!" The old principal seemed to be very familiar with this ancestor, and he even joked with a child's mind.

"You've been envious of me for decades, I'm not as good as you!"

"You also know that I can't wait to leave Kunlunxu for too long, and this time I just want to take you, a student, up the mountain." Elder Qingxu said slowly.The eyes were full of vicissitudes, but also more helpless.

"I understand. Melda"

Old Deng pulled Melda over with his head, and repeatedly warned: "You must not cause trouble again."

"How could it be? Principal! I'm the most obedient, aren't I?" Melda blinked her big eyes, flickering and cute.

"Humph!"

The old headmaster suddenly lowered his head, and whispered in Melda's ear, "Mr. Ron, you gave me the magic sword in your hand, right?"

After speaking, Melda was pushed out.

While walking towards Elder Qingxu, Melda turned her head and said, "Hi! Professor Dumbledore, why are you talking about your innocence?"

"What does a murderer have to do with me, who buys a knife?"

"I didn't teach anything!"

Elder Qingxu smiled and watched the gag between Melda and Dumbledore.

Then he stretched out his right hand and placed it on Melda's shoulder.

for a moment.As the stars moved, Melda only felt dizzy for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing on the top of a cliff.

Melda looked around, and his distance was a stretch of rolling mountains that stretched all the way to the sky.

The wind and snow whizzed past, and there seemed to be waves of melodious sounds of the horse piano on the distant mountain tops.

The cold wind accompanied by the sound of the piano added an indescribable loneliness and worry to this vast land.

"It always snows in Kunlun." Elder Qingxu's empty voice sounded behind Melda.

"But this place is really beautiful." Melda said kindly.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, the sky that seemed so close at hand was far bluer than any other place.

The main peak where he is located is full of ruins, and it seems that there used to be a magnificent palace here.

Now it has been covered by wind and snow, only the stone pillars supporting the palace still stand here.

Still resisting the wind and snow.

"are you ready?"

Elder Qingxu's voice was ethereal and unreal.

Maybe it's an illusion, even his body is transparent in Melda's eyes at this moment.

"I'm ready sir." Melda said softly.

"Then let's get started."

Suddenly, several old figures appeared on the six stone pillars standing on the top of the mountain.

They are also like Elder Qingxu, with white hair and youthful looks, with immortal demeanor, but they exude an aura of dying.

They show up out of the blue and don't have any conversations with Melda.

They just waved their hands, allowing the magic power to pass through their bodies, and then poured into the ground, slowly rising from the ground to form countless magic circles.

The sky-reaching light beam rose from Melda's feet and shot straight into the sky.

These magic circles are combined to form a huge disc.

The disc rotates slowly.

Actually absorbed Melda.

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