The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 505: I am the leader of Wuxiang Valley?
After hearing Wuxiang's decision, the several Wuxiang disciples present were reluctant but had no choice but to obey.

Wuxiang Valley needs a martial arts master as its leader, which is the foundation for Wuxiang Valley to exist. However, none of them have the qualifications to become a martial arts master.

Although the martial art of the Formless Sacred Scripture integrates the three paths of essence, energy and spirit, there must be one path that takes the lead, and the one that is in charge of the leadership in the Formless Sacred Scripture is the spirit.

In other words, Wuxiang Valley is actually following the path of spiritual evolution.

But compared to the wizard's meditation method, the wild orc's visualization map is too inferior. If you can't dive into the sea of ​​souls and want to reach the limit of the mental power of a third-level creature, it requires not only hard work, but also talent.

All of Wuxiang's disciples showed great talent in Shintoism when they were young, but as their strength improved, their talent was still somewhat insufficient.

Seeing that none of the disciples around him objected, Wuxiang nodded and continued, "However, outsiders are not our own people after all. So when you select people, you should focus on selecting those warriors who have achieved success in the Dao of Essence.

When I was traveling in the wilderness in my early years, I obtained a magical medicine from our ancestors, which had the effect of breaking through the limits of ordinary things.

If that person can break through the limits of the mundane world, I will plant a seed in his spirit. This seed will subtly influence his feelings towards the sect, but if he still ignores the sect, then you can use my secret method to disperse his soul.

You can still use a soulless extraordinary body to bully others."

After Wuxiang finished speaking, one of the disciples asked, "Master, since this elixir can break through the third shackle, why don't you give it to us? I think the third senior brother is very suitable."

Wu Xiang glanced at the disciple who was speaking, raised his hand to stop the host who was about to argue, and replied coldly: "I give you elixir, can you break through? Your talents are all in the way of gods. In terms of practicing in the way of spirits, you are probably not as good as the leaders of the sects in the city.

Do you think breaking through the limits of the mundane world is like eating and drinking water? If you don’t have enough talent, it will only be a waste if I give you elixirs!”

The disciple was scolded by Wuxiang and immediately shrank his head like a quail and stopped talking.

After the lecture, Wuxiang waved his hand and let the disciples disperse. But when they were leaving, the owner of the Sutra Library suddenly said, "Master, if you need a martial arts master, we already have one in our sect.

There is a leader who killed a demon warrior and is currently reading a book in the Sutra Library.

I have observed him, and his cultivation in the Way of Essence is quite good. If he had not come from a lower sect, he would definitely have made great achievements in the Way of Essence. "

Hearing his third disciple praising someone like that, Wuxiang felt a little more interested.

His third disciple rarely praised anyone on weekdays, but anyone he praised had outstanding abilities in martial arts.

However, he had just finished a great battle and was now somewhat exhausted, so he said, "Then keep him for now and bring him to see me in a few days. Also, check his background during this time."

"Yes."

In the Sutra Library, Richard was leisurely reading the martial arts secrets in the Sutra Library. In the secret realm, one of his clones was also reading the Wuxiang Holy Scripture, the martial arts of the Wuxiang Valley.

This is the ability to divide one's mind into two parts that Richard developed while developing his body.

"Tsk, the martial arts in this Formless Holy Scripture are indeed exquisite, but using it with all your strength will overdraw your soul and it is indeed a bit uncomfortable." Richard's clone said with some regret.

The martial arts knowledge in this formless holy book is quite profound, and its claim that it can simulate hundreds of martial arts is not an exaggeration.

Among martial arts, except for those that require special bloodlines, most of the changes are in Qidao and Shendao. The Formless Sacred Scripture can make the martial artist's spiritual power and energy invisible and formless, like plasticine, as easy to shape.

This feature, coupled with profound knowledge of martial arts, makes the fight so real that it is indeed indistinguishable from the real thing, and even stronger than the authentic one.

However, in Li Cha's opinion, the characteristics of this formless scripture are more suitable for camouflage and lurking, rather than facing the enemy head-on. This formless scripture combined with the invisible face can triple disguise in physical energy and mental power.

This kind of disguise can fool even a level six world master.

Richard was reading a book when a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Brother Chu, I have good news to tell you."

Richard looked back and saw the host looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Oh? What good news?" Richard asked with interest.

Wuxiang Valley had just been disturbed by him, so how could they give him a surprise to an outsider? But the next words of the host made him stunned.

"Brother Chu, my master wants to see you. If you can please him, you will probably become the leader of my Wuxiang Valley in the future."

"……what?"

You want me to be the leader of Wuxiang Valley?
……

After informing Richard of the news, the host did not disturb him anymore, leaving Richard alone there.

At this moment, the second half of the host's words kept echoing in Richard's mind.

I'm afraid you will become the leader of my Wuxiang Valley in the future. I'm afraid you will become the leader of my Wuxiang Valley in the future. I'm afraid you will become the leader of my Wuxiang Valley in the future...

No, are you so hasty in selecting your leader in Wuxiang Valley?

However, this cannot be blamed on Wuxiang Valley's carelessness. If Richard and Wuxiang had not fought, Wuxiang could have at least held on for another two hundred years. Although two hundred years is not a long time, Wuxiang Valley has been kind to others over the years and does not have any resources that would make people jealous, so a war between clan leaders will basically not occur.

It is not difficult to train an outstanding martial arts master by piling up resources in this period of time.

In fact, Wuxiang himself has been looking for outstanding talents in the city of Wuxiang Valley.

But unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. As soon as he took action, the ample time he had was instantly insufficient, forcing Wuxiang to resort to this last resort. After recovering from the shock, Richard immediately realized that this was an opportunity, a great opportunity for him to infiltrate the upper echelons of the wild orcs.

Relying on his identity as the leader of Wuxiang Valley, he not only has access to martial arts masters from various major sects, but also knows about Wuxiang Valley's research on other sects over the years.

This is simply a priceless treasure for wizards.

"But how can I hide it?"

Richard had a slight headache. After all, this was a major event related to the sect's inheritance, and Wuxiang was also the master of a world, so the subsequent investigation would definitely be very strict.

Although he was very confident in the invisible face, this technique created by the great wizard Garlon was impeccable in terms of physical disguise. But the body was not everything about a person, the energy in his body was not the true energy of the wild orcs, and the way he used his mental power was also different from that of the wild orcs.

These are his flaws.

But if he gave up, Richard would definitely not be willing to do so. Besides, no warrior would give up such an opportunity.

He sighed inwardly, "I can only take it one step at a time. I must not give up this opportunity."

After finishing reading the secret book in his hand, he began to summarize the knowledge he had learned in these days.

Since he wants to disguise himself, he must use martial arts to his advantage.

These days he has read a lot of martial arts secrets collected by the ancestors of Wuxiang Valley, and even by them. The explanations of the principles of martial arts in them are very good materials for Richard.

With the help of this knowledge, plus some principles of the Formless Scripture, and the knowledge of Shaping that he has accumulated over the years, he should be able to disguise the magic power in his body as a warrior's true qi.

As for mental strength... Ban Shanmen has almost no secrets in Shintoism, so it is normal that he does not know any Shinto methods.

As long as he doesn't use his mental power casually next time, there shouldn't be any problem in this regard.

Soon, the seven days were up. Although the owner wanted Richard to continue reading in the library, Richard refused the offer on the grounds that he was digesting martial arts.

The library was right under his nose, and Richard couldn't use many of his tricks.

Wuxiang Valley is very large. In addition to the palace complex that looks like the one in the Afang Palace Fu, there are also many idle hills.

It just so happened that Wuxiang Valley was being rebuilt at the moment, so Richard used this as an excuse to find a secluded place to live, thus avoiding the sight of Wuxiang Valley.

In the cave, Richard sat cross-legged on the ground, energy surging in his body.

Changing the nature of energy is not a difficult task for wizards. Many evocation spells require changing the nature of energy.

But the time left for Richard is a little too short. If he can have a year, relying on the martial arts knowledge he has learned, he can easily shape the true qi to be indistinguishable from the real thing.

But now he only has a few days, and Wuxiang may summon him at any time. If he cannot disguise his energy as soon as possible, he will not only miss a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but also may destroy his vest.

But being eager for quick success and instant benefits is not a good thing for research.

Suddenly, a violent energy wave came out of Richard's body. Richard opened his eyes suddenly, his face showing pain.

"Sure enough, it's still too difficult to disguise the true Qi in such a short time. If this continues, we can only use the last plan."

Richard sighed and used the rules to recover from his injuries. He then pushed away the boulder blocking the cave entrance and prepared to go out to relax. But as soon as he went out, he heard the voice of the owner of the Sutra Library in the distance.

"Hey, what a coincidence, Brother Chu, you are out of isolation."

The host flew over from a distance and landed beside him.

"Brother Chu, my master wants to see you in three days."

Upon hearing the news, Richard was shocked.

What is supposed to come will come.

However, three days was too short a time frame, not even enough for him to use his last resort.

"Seeing Master Wuxiang in three days? I'm afraid..."

Richard pretended to be hesitant to speak, and the host saw it and asked quickly, "Brother Chu, what do you want?"

Richard sighed and said, "I was practicing martial arts these days, and something went wrong when I was practicing Qigong, and I suffered a lot of internal injuries. I'm afraid this will affect Master Wuxiang's subsequent evaluation."

The host frowned slightly: "I have some internal injuries... Alas, Brother Chu, it is really unwise for you to deduce martial arts at this time. I will send some elixirs over in the next few days, and it is not a problem for me to postpone the master's visit for a few days."

The host had no doubts about Richard's excuse. In martial arts, getting injured is a common occurrence.

"Well, I'll trouble you, sir."

After sending the host away, Richard walked into the cave with a heavy expression.

Since he couldn't fake his true energy right now, he only had one way to go.

Richard let out a long sigh and said faintly, "It can only be mixed blood."

(End of this chapter)