The sky was very blue, there was not a single cloud, early in the morning, on the way to Maoshan Mountain, there were people one after another.

There are people who are in high spirits, talking about the anecdotes and legends of Maoshan while going up the mountain. The tour guide of the tour group, while walking, tells the tourists the fairy story of Maoshan Mountain.

When people were immersed in legends and stories and couldn't extricate themselves, someone found that an exaggerated young man wearing a Taoist robe, a bauhinia crown on his head, and a square head walked quickly along the road with great interest.

"Mom, look, there's a square brain." A little girl, in standard Sichuanese, said loudly.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's rude." The little girl's mother hurriedly stopped her child and continued.

The others, hearing the little girl's words, all looked at Ge Long. Seeing Ge Long's appearance, most people laughed, this square braincase was a little too square, like a brick.

Ge Long heard the other people's comments about him clearly, he pretended not to hear, and just walked up the mountain on his own.

When he arrived at the gate of the tourist area, Ge Long bought a ticket and walked inside, but was stopped.

"What about the ticket?" A strong man asked.

Ge Long raised his square head, rolled his big eyes under the eyebrows of the lying silkworm, looked at the strong man, and said, "I'm here to ask the immortals to visit the Tao, and I don't need to buy a ticket." ”

"You're sick, no one can go in without a ticket, get out." The strong man roared.

Ge Long rolled his eyes unhappily, looked at the strong man again, and said, "I can't communicate with you laymen. ”

There were a lot of people watching the excitement, and people pointed at Ge Long, who shook his body and posed as if no one was around, and went to the ticket office to buy a ticket.

After entering the tourist area, Ge Long inquired everywhere, where there was a Taoist priest of Maoshan who wanted to learn from a teacher.

In various temples in Maoshan, there are people wearing Taoist robes. Most of these people are real Maoshan disciples, and a small number of them are dressed up by the staff of the tourist area.

That one is a disciple of Maoshan, and that one is pretended to be an ordinary person, of course Ge Long knows. Every time he saw someone wearing a Taoist robe, he stepped forward and pestered him, asking him to learn from his teacher.

Soon, most of the Maoshan disciples knew that there was a person from Maoshan who was apprenticed everywhere, a person who had a problem with his head and looked stupid.

Every time he failed to apprentice, Ge Long told the plot of the Xianxia story, making people think that he was indeed fascinated and took the content of the book seriously.

There are no high-level discoveries in the tourist area, and if you want to find high-level magic weapons, you must find those Maoshan Dao chiefs who live in seclusion in the deep mountains.

Ge Long tossed around in the tourist area for three days, but found nothing but being teased.

On the fourth day, the tourists Ge Long met gave him the idea that it was impossible for a real master to live in a tourist area, and if he wanted to find a master to apprentice, he had to go to the inaccessible mountains to find it.

Last time, Ge Long lived in Maoshan and had contact with many Maoshan road chiefs. Although he didn't see the head of Maoshan, he had seen a few Taoist leaders of the same generation as the head of the house.

Ge Long was about to leave the tourist area and go into the mountains, and the Maoshan disciples informed the elders of the news.

There is no need to disturb the head of the house for this kind of thing, so he did not notify the head of the house, and the elders who received the news told the Maoshan disciple that he should keep an eye on Ge Long's movements at any time, and that he should not stop him if he wanted to go there.

Ge Long began to wander around outside the tourist area, and although there were temples in many places, they were not developed into tourist areas. When Ge Long found a temple where there were people, he proposed to learn from a teacher, and took the opportunity to live in it and look for high-level magic weapons that might exist.

Although there are more high-level magic weapons in Maoshan than other sects, they are not cabbages, they are everywhere. Ge Long searched for five temples, but he couldn't find them, and he was very disappointed.

In order not to be suspected, Ge Long had to pretend that he didn't know where the temple was and wandered around.

He has never been in contact with several people of the same generation as the head of Maoshan, and he has not found high-level magic weapons in the residences of people with low ranks, so Ge Long has to go to find those people with high ranks.

Walking along the ridge, Ge Long wandered for a day, and in the evening, he came to the hut where Qingxu Dao lived for a long time.

The hut is built on a sunny hillside, with a bamboo forest in front and a spring in the back, forming a waterhole next to the bamboo forest.

The feng shui here is excellent, the aura is strong, and it is a very suitable place for cultivation.

When Ge Long arrived at the edge of the bamboo forest, he was blocked by a magic circle. This is an ordinary magic circle, Ge Long can crack it in less than a minute, but he can't make a move, as long as he makes a move, he will be in vain after so many days.

Walking around in front of the bamboo forest, if ordinary people stand here and watch, they can only see a small ruined temple, which is caused by the influence of the magic circle on the brains of ordinary people.

Ge Long could see the situation inside the circle, and he could also see that the Qingxu Daoist was sitting on the stone bench in front of the hut, drinking tea and observing himself.

Ge Long spared for a while, and did not approach the small temple, and said to himself: "It's really strange, you can meet ghosts hitting the wall in Maoshan Mountain." ”

Hearing Ge Long's words, a smile appeared on the face of the Qingxu Dao Chief.

Ge Long stayed in front of the bamboo forest for two days, and when the food in his backpack was gone, he only drank some stream water. For Ge Long's persistence, Qingxu Daoist admired it very much, but due to some special reasons, he had no intention of accepting apprentices.

Another day passed, and Ge Long covered his stomach with his hands from time to time, making a look of hunger, but he still didn't leave.

On the fifth day, Ge Long looked like he was hungry and couldn't move, sat on the ground in front of the bamboo forest, and said to himself: "You must not give up a temple, otherwise you may miss out on the masters." ”

Ge Long couldn't enter the magic circle, and the Qingxu Dao Leader was afraid that he would starve to death, so he decided to see him, and then persuaded him to leave.

A passage was opened for the circle, and Ge Long sat motionless on the ground as if he didn't know.

Seeing that Ge Long didn't react, Qingxu Daoist said, "Come in, young man." ”

Ge Long looked back when he heard the voice, a shocked expression appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "How can this be, there must be immortals here, great." ”

When he came to the hut, he saw that the Qingxu Daoist was not wearing a Taoist robe, but just an ordinary little old man, and Ge Long's face showed a look of disappointment.

"What are you looking for, young man?" Qingxu Daoist asked.

Ge Long looked around, didn't clear up the void path, stood up and walked around the hut. When Ge Long approached the hut, he clearly felt that there was a strong aura in the hut, and he knew that he had found the right place this time.

"Old man, do you have a master here, I'm here to ask the immortals to visit the Tao." Ge Long said.

Qingxu Daoist said with a smile: "Young man, are you stunned by reading, what kind of society is there now, and there are still cultivators there." ”

"I don't care, anyway, I feel that you must have a master here, and if the master doesn't come out, I will live with you." Ge Long sat down at the stone table and said.