The core area of Qingning Mountain is not small, there are at least hundreds of acres of land, and there are people passing by from time to time, many of whom are students of the Martial Arts Academy, and Wang Hong's entry here is not conspicuous.

Because this area is protected by formations, and there is a thick white fog shrouded in it, it must follow certain rules to travel back and forth, otherwise it is very likely to get lost in it.

So Wang Hong followed closely with the guards who led the way, walked in a winding way for almost a quarter of an hour, and finally stopped at an inaccessible palace.

As soon as the guards sent him to the palace, they left in a hurry.

Wang Hong faced the closed door, and didn't know what to do for a while, so he had to wait quietly outside.

After about half an hour, a muffled voice suddenly came from inside the door.

"Wang Hong? Come on in. ”

"Yes!"

Wang Hong replied simply, and then pushed open the palace gate.

As soon as he walked into the palace, Wang Hong smelled a strong smell of almonds, mixed with other strange smells, which made him frown slightly.

The interior of the palace is not too large, and an oversized hollow-shaped table occupies a third of it.

There were a large number of utensils on the table, as well as various plant, mineral, biological specimens, and some things that Wang Hong did not recognize.

There was a thin man standing on the inside of the table, who looked to be about thirty years old, but there were too many ways to stay young in this world, and it was difficult to accurately judge a person's age based on his appearance alone.

"I'm Wei Xiang, what are you looking for me?"

The man put down the utensils in his hand and asked Wang Hong neatly.

Wang Hong didn't expect the other party to be so direct, but he was not a slow person to react, and immediately said respectfully:

"Senior Wei, I am a freshman in this class of the Martial Academy, and I have heard of your name for a long time......"

Before Wang Hong could finish speaking, Wei Xiang interrupted him and asked with a frown:

"Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Although Wang Hong was a little surprised, he still nodded honestly and said:

"Yes, I want to learn from you the Poison Alchemy."

Wei Xiang looked at Wang Hong for a moment, and then asked more directly:

"You should know that I'm not interested in taking students, give me a reason to take you."

Since he set his sights on Wei Xiang, Wang Hong has already thought about this problem.

Judging from the information of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, Wei Xiang does not like to be polite, he only pays attention to tangible benefits, and only those who can bring him benefits will be willing to spend time and energy for the other party.

This is also the key reason why Wei Xiang is too lazy to accept more students, after all, with his strength and status, it is difficult for those students to bring him much benefit.

"Senior Wei, the younger family took in a group of Mo family disciples in the last years of the Middle Ages."

"Although these people have since left, they have created a lot of new things in that time."

"Some of these devices should be of great help to you in your study of poisons."

Wang Hong said his reasons as he took out a microscope from his storage bag and handed it to Wei Xiang, who was expressionless.

Since Wang Hong came to this world, he has been collecting information on all aspects, and he has focused on the medieval period of the prosperous era of cultivation.

In that era, the Spring and Autumn Warring States period, which looked like a star, and among the hundreds of powerful schools, the seven schools of Confucianism, Mo, Taoism, Bing, Law, Vertical and Horizontal, and Yin and Yang were the leaders.

At the end of the Middle Ages, the Mo family, which created the city in the sky, was even more unparalleled.

If it weren't for an unknown catastrophe that ended the glorious Middle Ages, and after nearly 10,000 years of development, God knows what would have become.

The technological items of the Earth Star are indeed very mysterious to this world, but as long as they are involved with the disciples of the Mo family who have great brains in the Middle Ages, they can be accepted by the people of this world in an instant.

Including Feng Lanlan, since Wang Hong used a Mo family disciple to top the pot once, even if she took out technological items such as mobile phones, she could not be surprised.

Wang Hong's rhetoric Wei Xiang didn't believe it very much, the end of the Middle Ages was nearly 10,000 years away from now, and it was the strongest Shenwu Empire in the entire Dongwu Continent, and there was no family that lasted for so long.

However, some sects claim to have been passed down from the Middle Ages and even from ancient times.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is just some lucky people who dug up the ruins of a sect 10,000 years ago, and then developed it in its name.

Therefore, unless Wang Hong is from an overseas immortal mountain, it is impossible to have a family that has been inherited for thousands of years.

But if the other party really came from there, why bother to come all the way to Yunzhou and find him a congenital martial artist as a teacher.

However, Wei Xiang is not a person without a city government, he was noncommittal to Wang Hong's words, and pondered up and down with a microscope for a while, but he didn't ask Wang Hong to teach him, so he spontaneously used it.

Sure enough, as Wang Hong expected, the microscope had a great effect on Wei Xiang.

Under Wang Hong's reminder, Wei Xiang quickly understood the use of the microscope, and then he actually put Wang Hong aside and started his own research.

If he were to change to an acquired martial artist, he might be very happy, meditating in the core area of Qingning Mountain for an hour would be as good as the effect of being outside for half a day.

But Wang Hong hadn't decided what internal skills to cultivate, and now although he had a lot of mana in his body, there was no point in carrying these energies that didn't belong to him.

So Wang Hong could only stand there quietly at the moment, watching Wei Xiang keep tossing with a microscope.

This time, Wang Hong waited for more than an hour before Wei Xiang raised his head and said with some surprise:

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Go meditate and refine your qi! ”

Wang Hong scratched his head a little embarrassed: "I haven't chosen the internal strength method yet, and I can't refine the qi now......"

Wei Xiang glanced at Wang Hong, frowned and said:

"I see that you have a lot of true qi in your body, and you said that you haven't refined qi yet?"

The innate martial artist originally involved the cultivation of spiritual power, coupled with the extremely strong ability to perceive energy, without Wang Hong having any cover-up, Wei Xiang instantly noticed that something was wrong.

Wang Hong smiled and nodded, and began to flicker indiscriminately:

"The younger generation has been cultivating the secret art of the clan since he was a child, and he has a certain foundation in the three aspects of essence, qi, and spirit."

"These true qi are the result of more than ten years of natural accumulation, not only when they break through the acquired realm."

The "defense" skill gives Wang Hong an amazing physical strength, which can be summarized in the category of "fine".

The Book of Murder provides a lot of mana, as well as more and more spiritual power, which can be summarized as "qi" and "god".

It is impossible for Wang Hong to say that he has these props, so he simply uses the secret techniques he has cultivated since childhood as an excuse, which can not only explain all kinds of anomalies, but also further enhance the credibility of his background.

Wei Xiang looked at the microscope at hand, and seriously probed Wang Hong again, and suddenly found that the other party's spiritual power was actually stronger than him!

"This kid can't really be from the overseas Immortal Mountain, right?"

"With such a strong spiritual power, is it planning to cultivate both immortals and martial arts?"

Wei Xiang had a lot of thoughts flashing through his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that the benefits of accepting Wang Hong outweighed the disadvantages, and besides, this microscope was of great help to him, and it was impossible to retreat from anything.

After being silent for a moment, Wei Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, then straightened out his somewhat dirty clothes, and asked Wang Hong with a serious face:

"I am very satisfied with your gift, and I also have the qualifications to become my disciple."

"Then, Wang Hong, I will ask you formally now."

"Are you willing to be my disciple of Wei Xiang?"