[Comprehensive Sword Three] Master is on top

System: [Grandmaster] 55% of the task progress is completed, the lower-level characters are unlocked, id Ningxiu, a great magician of the sect.

System: Have you ever heard such a legend?If you remain a virgin until the age of 30, you can use magic...

When Ningxiu came back to his senses, he felt that he was hallucinating, let's stop making trouble with the system, what the hell is the great magician!

Looking at the surrounding situation, the passers-by on the narrow street are all dressed strangely, wearing pointed wizard hats on their heads, and the passers-by are all Western faces.In the window of the store facing Ning Xiuxiu was a golden and copper-colored cauldron, and a rainbow-colored viscous liquid was bubbling in the pot.It looks like something that kills without blinking an eye!

The scum system finally couldn't help revealing its conspiracy!I knew there would be a day when martial arts would turn to Western fantasy!

Through the gray glass window of his wand shop, Olivier looked at the guy who suddenly appeared opposite him, an oriental man in a strange dress, his hair was long and tied in a bunch behind his head, his face was pale as if he had never seen the sun, His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, making him look difficult and cold.The strangest thing is that in the group of wizards with a magic wand in each hand, that person has a bow and crossbow hanging from his waist, like a hunter.The oriental man stood quietly on the street, turning a blind eye to the gazes of the wizards passing by, as if his attire was perfectly normal.

Olivier observed the opposite ghost for a long time, and the gray sky outside finally began to drizzle, and the air became colder. The young Olivier thought he was a kind person, so he couldn't help standing at the door to say hello. "Buy me a wand, sir."

Not yet able to get rid of the spoof of the upgraded intelligent system, Ningxiu's face was very gloomy, coupled with the pale skin of Brother Tang Men Pao, when he turned his head to meet Oliver's gaze, Oliver couldn't help but feel cold in the cooling air. She shivered, as if being watched by a ghost.

Ningxiu's muddy brain finally came to life, and a low voice came out of his throat as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his pronunciation even changed a bit, "The little match boy?"

"I sell wands, sir. You don't look like you have a wand. Olife's wand shop has hundreds of years of inheritance and family craftsmanship. You will find a wand that matches you."

Ningxiu walked into Olivier's wand shop with his feet up. Olivier raised his neck and looked up at the cold oriental man who passed by him. Olivier followed closely, "In England, you can't find any more Much better and heavier quality wands than Oliver's Wand Shop."

"How to sell?"

"I need to measure the size of your arm, and then choose a suitable wand. In fact, it is the wand that chooses the owner." Oliver took out a tape measure from his shirt pocket, and a pair of brown eyes behind the round glasses were staring at Ning. Xiu's arm, "Once upon a time, there was a wizard with half oriental blood. His mother was an oriental. He was very interesting when he picked out the wand. Branches grew instantly on the wooden shelf, and a piece of green flooded the wand shop. The branches There are also cocooned butterfly chrysalis on it. The core of that wand is made of unicorn tail hair, and it has holy power." He kept chanting words such as "interesting" and gave Ningxiu almost all of his energy size.

"Which hand do you prefer to use?"

"Right hand." This is the sacred right hand of the great magician.

After that came endless trials of wands.

"Try this one, with a core made from the scales of the Loch Ness monster."

"Try this one, a core made of northern Sasquatch hair."

"Try this one, a core made from the hoof of a Death Thestral."

"Try this one, a core made of succubus hair."

Ningxiu finally couldn't help asking, "Why are they all monsters?"

"Sir, you look like you need a powerful wand."

"I just want the most expensive magic wand." Brother Pao's murderous death eyes stared straight at Oliver's eyes, which made it impossible to avoid.

"The core of mithril, the body of obsidian, the length... 67 Galleons." Under Ningxiu's gaze, Ollifer thoughtfully omitted those lengthy introductions.This was originally a handicraft displayed in the window, showing the refined craftsmanship of the wand, elegant taste, and fine materials. This wand used to display is purely an object for display. The magic power is not outstanding. He moved quickly. Literally, "This is the lowest price!"

What the hell is Jin Gallon!Another name for gold?Dare to give a newcomer a little novice tip?

Although he couldn't understand what a gold gallon was, it didn't prevent Ning Xiu from pressing a golden ingot on the counter expressionlessly, and said in a low, hoarse voice with indescribable coldness, "Is it enough?"

"enough!"

After buying the wand, Ningxiu was not in a hurry to leave, and Zhu asked questions expressionlessly in Oliver's shop. After asking one after another, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Oliver.

"Where is this place?"

"Diagon Alley, London."

"What time is it?"

"April 1938, 9."

"What's the specialty food here?"

"...cockroaches, butter balls, chocolate frogs, flaming whiskey?"

"Where can I buy it?"

"Vivien's Food Store and Gua Gua Gua Tavern."

"Where is the bank?"

"Go out and turn left to the tallest white building?"

"Where is the headquarters of the great magician?"

"Do you mean the Ministry of Magic?"

"How to get there?" Ning Xiu asked directly.

Oliver paused for a while, pointing to the dilapidated soot-covered fireplace in his shop, and said, "Floo powder." Floo powder is a magical substance. Sprinkle it on the burning fireplace to announce the destination. , people can be teleported through the connection between the fireplaces, which is really a very convenient way to move!Wizards, witches, and little wizards are the preferred mode of transportation for going out!It's a pity that Ningxiu really felt that Oliver had a problem with his head when he first arrived.

When Laozi can Santa Claus defy the power of matter and space to pass through the fireplace and chimney?Brother Pao's face became even more gloomy.

"Or a broomstick!" Oliver observed the expression of the Oriental carefully, with eyebrows, eyes, nose, and chin, and couldn't help sighing that he was a cold and murderous man.

Brother Pao's murderous aura is almost substantive under the phrase "flying broomstick".

Even if he travels to Black Star, where the planet is full of witches, he hasn't seen any witches riding on brooms. It's fine for women to ride brooms, but don't you know if men ride brooms?

Oliver's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but under Ningxiu's menacing eyes, he didn't dare to take out his handkerchief, "Sir, you see, Floo powder is still more convenient. Just throw a handful at the fireplace, Read out the destination, and it will be teleported in a blink of an eye."

"I'm really sorry to bother you." Ningxiu said sincerely, now he understands that these magicians playing with small matches have pressed the teleportation magic circle in the fireplace!Real Nima can use limited resources, even the fireplace!

The young Mr. Oliver introduced the connection between Floo powder and the fireplace and the key points of transmission between the fireplaces in detail for his international friend Ning Dacao, which fully demonstrated the good qualities of the local people, such as friendliness, enthusiasm, kindness, generosity, and fear of death. Congratulations Send the local tyrant with blind eyes and brains to the heavenly foodie, Dacao, and quickly teleport away from the fireplace.

Ning Dacao sprinkled a handful of Floo powder on his face, and the orange-red flame suddenly turned into a golden-green fireplace. He was full of awe for the achievements of the development of historical civilization in another world, and he did not hesitate to mention the thin and thin Little Oliver threw it into the fireplace, "Please show me."

Oliver disappeared into the golden-green flames with blood on his face.

"It's really amazing." Ningxiu sighed, grabbed a large handful of Floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace, and stepped into the fireplace with long legs, feeling as if he was going to get high when he touched the mech for the first time. Report the destination, "Magicians' Headquarters."

Wizards who have passed the Hogwarts Wizarding School's ultimate wizard education know that the way of moving in the fireplace through Floo powder is not something you can come and go. Every fireplace that can be teleported needs to be registered with the Ministry of Magic. Obtaining a legal transmission license is the same as Hyundai has to go to the telecommunications business hall to register a broadband account and pay the fee if it wants to surf the Internet, and to bring a skilled worker home to install a router before surfing the Internet. The account number is fixed.

Like Ning Dacao, he reported the address of "Magicians Headquarters" when he came up. No wizard would register such an account for his fireplace. After the wrong password, Ningxiu watched the golden-green flames churning like a miracle He could feel the weightlessness under his feet, and he was dizzy. By the time he was spit out by green flames from another strange fireplace, he had already arrived in a dilapidated wooden house that hadn't been lived in for a long time.

Ningxiu checked the surrounding environment immediately. The wooden house is located on a green grassland. There is a railway track beside the house that spans the entire grassland. , The cloud cover looks a bit thick, it will rain before it rains.The air is very refreshing.

Ningxiu sat resting in the dilapidated wooden house, the sound of the train clanging and clanging gradually approaching from a distance, the train painted red outside the window roared past, and even the wooden house was trembling, like the aftershocks of a magnitude [-] earthquake in the neighboring province. Tremblingly shaking off a lot of dust from the beams.

Fortunately, I have no cleanliness.Ning Dacao glanced boredly at the spider hanging from the beam.

The red-painted train was very long, and when it reached the middle section of the train carriage, Ningxiu received a reminder from the funny system that was invaded by the West Fantasy virus.

System: Congratulations to the hero for successfully recruiting apprentices.

I have to raise apprentices again.If only a child!Another Asa whose actual age is 28 years old, Ning Dacao said that he couldn't accept it!The traitor wants to prostitute the master!Where is the master's face?Don't be a traitor, let's not see each other again!Ningxiu sighed and resigned to his fate and left the wooden house. The train had already run far away, so he called out his big white horse and chased the car's butt far away.After chasing for a while, I couldn't even see the rear of the car.

Nima!Riding the train is so cheating!I don’t know that Lao Tzu’s horse is starving to death without being fed grass for a long time!

I don’t know if it’s called Yezhaobai or Zhaoyebai. Uncle Zha, who couldn’t figure out the sequence from Roland’s story, looked at its owner Ning Dacao with resentment on his face: Why do you always forget to feed the horse?

Seeing that there was no hope of catching up with the train, the big white horse gradually slowed down, and then walked slowly along the railroad track as if it was out for a green walk, and from time to time lowered its head and gnawed at two mouthfuls of weeds, its eyes still full of resentment.

Ning Dacao suddenly understood the desolate mood of those cavalry officers from the Tiance Mansion who would marry as soon as they had a basket of horse grass.

He sighed long at the drowsy, sunless sky, where exactly was this train taking his apprentice?