Wizard: I can refine everything

"The origin of the wizarding world?" Richard repeated this sentence doubtfully, "Does the origin of the wizarding world need to be promoted to a wizard?"

Qiao Luode said slowly: "When any creature in the world is promoted to a first-level creature, it needs the help, or recognition, of the original power of the world.

Only when recognized by the origin of the world can this creature officially enter the category of first-level creatures. "

"What if you don't recognize it?" Richard asked curiously.

"Then you will be recognized as an intruder by the world, just like when wizards invade other planes, and you will be targeted by creatures in the entire world." Jorod said lightly.

"Eh, so miserable?" Richard took a breath.

Being targeted by an entire world of creatures sounds terrifying.

"Actually, in the wizarding world, there was no need to go to the Tower of Truth to be promoted to wizard." Qiao Luod said with a hint of melancholy, "When my teacher was promoted to wizard, the origin of the wizarding world was not as closed as it is now. A talented wizard can also communicate with the origin of the world through his talent to complete the promotion ceremony.

According to him, in the wizarding world, any extreme apprentice could theoretically communicate with the origin of the world.

But unfortunately, we were not born in a good time. Due to the damage to the origin of the world and the ebbing of magic power, it has become increasingly difficult for wizard apprentices to communicate with the origin of the world. To the point where promoted wizards now have to purchase wizard qualifications from the Tower of Truth in order to be promoted. "

"Wizard qualifications..." Richard thought of the scroll given to him by the great wizard of the Black Tower.

"Do you know how many magic stones your wizard scroll sells at the Tower of Truth?" Jorod suddenly asked.

"How many magic stones?" Richard swallowed, thinking that the price of this thing must not be cheap.

"One thousand magic spirits, if converted into magic stones, it would be one million."

"Hey..." Richard was frightened by this number, "One million magic stones! So expensive!"

"Do you think it's cheap for you to come into contact with the origin of the world?" Qiao Luod snorted coldly, "That is the origin of the world, the core thing of a world.

One million magic stones can bring you into contact with the origin of the world. You should be satisfied. "

Although what Joe Lord said did make sense, Richard still felt that the price was a bit too expensive.

If he were to sell concentration potions, the one million magic stones would cost at least 250,000 bottles.

This is too expensive.

"My wizard qualification is really valuable." Richard murmured to himself.

"No matter how valuable it is, it can't be sold. Let's go and find an old friend with me."

After saying that, Jorrod took out the staff from his magic pocket and waved it lightly. Richard felt his body light up, and a gentle force lifted him up, forming a thin film in front of him.

Then...Richard felt what rush was.

"Old teacher, don't be so fast!"

Li looked at the pictures that were constantly flowing around him and said with some fear.

"Fast? Hahahaha..."

Jorrod laughed, and then moved faster.

"Where is this?"

After about a minute or two, Richard went from the airship field on the outskirts of the city to the top of a wizard tower near the center of the city, which was at least thirty kilometers away.

Jorod landed on the top of the wizard tower, took out a crystal ball and shouted a few words.

"Jeral, open the door."

A rough voice came from the crystal ball.

"Jolord? Why are you here, you old man?"

After that, a hole opened at the top of the Wizard Tower, and Jorod and Richard fell in, and then shuttled through the Wizard Tower with ease.

As they walked, Jorod introduced the owner of this wizard tower to Richard.

"Jeral is an old friend of mine and a wizard from the alchemy school. He studies the direction of bloodline. If you have any minor questions about bloodline in the future, you can spend some magic stones to get some guidance from him."

While talking, Richard and the two came to a room with a huge arch.

Only then did Richard notice that since he entered the Wizard Tower, all the doors he encountered were extremely wide, as if the owner of the Wizard Tower was a giant.

Jorod knocked on the door, and a deep and rough voice came from behind the door.

"Jolord, come in."

Opening the door, Richard seemed to have entered a giant's room. Everything in the room, whether it was chairs, tables, cups, or books, were several times larger than ordinary sizes.

In the center of these things, a giant of at least three meters tall was reading a book. The giant had a pair of glasses on his face, and his whole body except his face was covered with dense hair.

When he saw Jorod, he closed his book and stood up.

This station seemed to have erected a wall in front of Richard.

"Jorod, it must have been fifty years since we last met." The giant opened his arms.

Jorrod hung into the air and hugged the giant.

"My memory is good. We haven't seen each other since the last party, Jellal."

After the hug ended, the giant Jellal looked at Li.

"Is this your student? It seems that he is following the path of bloodline alchemy."

"Well, Richard has done some research on bloodline alchemy."

With that said, Jorrod pulled Richard to him.

"This is Master Jellal, and I have had a relationship for two thousand years."

Richard obediently bowed his head to Gerald and said, "Master Gerald."

Jellal patted Richard, and a force like a wild beast staggered Richard.

"Well, not bad, the physique is good." Gerald nodded to Richard, then looked at Joe Lord, "Why did you bring him here this time? Wash off the blood seed and change the formula?"

"What?" Joe Lord tapped the ground with his wand, "Gerald, you said we haven't seen each other for fifty years, what do you think I'm here for this time?"

"Oh, yes, yes. The day of the association gathering has arrived." Gerald suddenly realized, "So this kid is going to be promoted to a wizard? But isn't this the graduation year for your Black Tower Wizard Academy?"

"It's to be promoted to a wizard." Joe Lord found a Sitting down on the chair, "Recently, our dean and several great wizards jointly organized an exchange competition, and the final grand prize is the qualification to be promoted to a wizard.

My student is quite hardworking and won the grand prize."

"Apprentice War?" Gerald suddenly became interested, "Your college actually participated in the Apprentice War. How effective is this thing, can it be promoted?"

Jolod shook his head: "It's hard to say. I heard that the dean and others are revising the rules. Although the purpose of this year's experiment has been achieved, the process is a bit unexpected."

"Accident? What else can the great wizard miss?" Gerald was a little curious.

"What did he miss?" Joelod glanced at Li Cha, "A little guy made a strategic-level magic suit, causing the great wizard to forcibly terminate the competition."

"Strategic-level magic suit!?" Gerald's voice rose two degrees, "This thing can be made by an apprentice? Where can you put the old guy Merlin's face? He hasn't designed a strategic-level magic suit for more than a thousand years."

"What can we do? The great wizard has determined that it is a strategic magic suit." Joelod said with a beaming face.

"No, look at you, old man." Gerald's face flashed a trace of suspicion, and then he turned his eyes to Richard.

"That thing wasn't made by your student, right?"

"What do you think?" Joelod showed a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

For these older wizards, there is no better entertainment than showing off their students.

Gerald walked to Richard with his eyes shining, and looked at Richard again and again.

"Boy, I see you are taking the path of blood alchemy, why don't you follow me. Joelod's synthetic beast will only delay you."

Gerald showed a "kind" smile.

"I'll go to you." Joelod waved his staff, and a ball of fire hit Gerald's body, burning a lot of hair.

"This is my student, don't think about it."

"What's wrong with your student? There is a proverb that says that a good bird should choose a suitable tree to roost. Your student is wasted under your hands..."

Looking at the wizards bickering in front of him, Richard's mouth twitched a little.

He is already thousands of years old, how can he still be like someone in his teens?

After arguing for a while, Joe Lord finally got to the point.

"Gerald, I want my student to join the association at this gathering."

"Join the association?" Gerald raised his eyebrows, "It's not impossible to join the association. With his ability to make a strategic-level magic suit as an apprentice, his wisdom is enough. And he is your student. With your popularity, it is enough to get five old members to recommend him.

But... he is not a wizard yet, and you know the dangers of becoming a wizard."

"Association?" Richard asked curiously.

"Associations are organizations among wizards. Their main function is to share some news, exchange research, and trade items by the way." Joe Lord explained, "The association your teacher joined is called the Golden Dawn Association, and all the members are wizards from the alchemy school."

After speaking, Joe Lord looked at Gerald.

"It's better to prepare in advance than to prepare afterward. If one of you suddenly goes to participate in the plane war later, I will have to wait for hundreds of years."

"Okay. I agree."

Gerald smacked his lips and took out a seal from the large magic pocket on his waist, and Jorode also took out a scroll.

There is only one seal on the scroll at present, and after Gerald stamped it, the number of seals became two.

"Okay, the seal is stamped, then I will go to the Tower of Truth first." Jorode winked at Richard, then stood up and walked out of the room.

"Leaving so soon? No meal?" Gerald also stood up and wanted to stop Jorode.

But Jorode was agile and grabbed Richard beside him and flew out of the room.

"No, no. If you are late, you will miss the airship."

Richard saw Jorode's face suddenly change, and he was a little confused.

"Teacher, why are we in such a hurry?"

"In a hurry?" Qiao Luode smiled bitterly at Richard, "If we weren't in a hurry, we would have to eat here. Do you really want to try the rare green snake with dark green worm sauce?"

As Richard said this, he saw the door in front of the corridor suddenly closed, instantly blocking the passage for Richard and his friends to the roof.

"Qiuluode, why are you running? I promise you will like what I make this time."

Half an hour later, the pale master and apprentice got on the airship.

From a practical point of view, if this meal is digested, it should provide Richard with nearly five points of physical fitness.

But the only benefit of this meal is its practicality.

"Teacher, we have to run faster next time."