Myriad Heavens Tribulation

The core area of ​​Qingning Mountain is not small, at least there are hundreds of acres of land, people passing by from time to time, many people are students of Martial Academy, Wang Hong entering here is not conspicuous .

Because this area is protected by Formation and is covered by a thick white mist, you must follow certain rules for communication, otherwise you may get lost in it.

So Wang Hong followed the guard who led the way and walked around for a quarter of an hour, and finally stopped in a deserted palace.

As soon as the guards sent him to this 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.

About half an hour later, a low voice suddenly came from the door.

"Wang Hong? Come in."

"Yes!"

Wang Hong simply complied, and then opened the palace gate.

As soon as he walked into the palace, Wang Hong smelled a strong almond smell, mixed with other weird smells, which made him browse slightly wrinkle.

The space inside the palace is not too big, and a large back-shaped table occupies one third.

There are a lot of utensils on the table, as well as various plants, minerals, biological specimens, and some things that Wang Hong can't recognize.

There is a thin man standing inside the back-shaped table. He looks about thirty years old. However, there are too many ways to stay young in this world, and it is difficult to accurately judge a person's age based on his appearance.

"I am Wei Xiang, what do you want me to do?"

The man put down the utensil 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 response person, he immediately said respectfully:

"Senior Wei, I am from Martial Academy this year Newborn, I’ve heard your name for a long time..."

Wei Xiang interrupted Wang Hong before he finished speaking, and frowned asked:

"You want to worship me for Teacher?"

Wang Hong is a bit surprised, but he is obediently and honestly nodded and said:

"Yes, I want to learn from you Poisonous Body Refinement Art."

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

"You should know that I am not interested in taking students. Give me a reason to accept you."

Since focusing on Wei Xiang, Wang Hong has already thought about this problem.

From the information of Wind and Rain Pavilion, Wei Xiang doesn’t like pompous gifts and only pays attention to tangible benefits. Only those who can bring him benefits will he be willing to pay for each other Time and energy.

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

"Senior Wei, the Junior family took in a group of Mohist dísciples at the end of the Middle Ages."

"Although these people left later, they created a lot of novelties during that time. Objects."

"Some of the utensils should be of great help to your research on poisons."

Wang Hong took out one of the storage bags while telling his reasons. Microscope, hand it to Wei Xiang, who is expressionless.

Since Wang Hong came to this world, he has been collecting all kinds of information. Regarding the cultivation period in the heyday of the Middle Ages, it is his focus.

At that time, the Spring and Autumn and the Warring States Period, which looked like the stars of the earth, among the hundreds of powerful schools of thought, were led by the seven schools of Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, military, law, aspect and yin and yang.

At the end of the Middle Ages, the Mohist school who built the Sky City was even more extraordinary.

If it weren't for an unknown catastrophe that ended the glorious Middle Ancient era, what would heaven knows become after nearly ten thousand years of development?

Earthstar’s technology item is indeed very mysterious to this world, but as long as it gets in touch with the big Mohist dísciple, it will be instantly accepted by the people of this world.

Including Feng Lanlan, since Wang Hong used the Mohist dísciple to top the pot once, even after taking out technology items such as mobile phones, she has been able to do nothing wrong.

Wang Hong's remarks Wei Xiang is not convinced that the end of the Middle Ages is nearly ten thousand years away, and it is the strongest Divine Martial Empire in the entire Eastern Martial Continent, and there is no Aristocratic Family that lasts for such a long time.

Some sects claim to be from the Middle Ages and even the ancients.

Everyone knows that they are just lucky people who dug up a certain site of sect ten thousand years ago and then developed it under the name.

So unless Wang Hong comes from an overseas fairy mountain, it is basically impossible to have an Aristocratic Family that has been inherited for thousands of years.

If the other party really came from there, why bother to come to Yun Prefecture all the way to find him an Innate Martial Artist as a teacher.

But Wei Xiang is not a person without a city. Regarding Wang Hong's indifferent expression, he held the Microscope up and down for a while, but he didn't ask Wang Hong to teach him, so he started using it spontaneously.

Sure enough, as expected by Wang Hong, Microscope has a great effect on Wei Xiang.

Under Wang Hong's reminder, Wei Xiang quickly understood the use of Microscope, and then he actually put Wang Hong aside and started research on each minding their own business.

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 being outside for half a day.

But Wang Hong has not yet decided on the internal strength of the cultivation. Although he has a lot of mana in his body, it doesn’t make any sense to carry the energy that does not belong to him.

So Wang Hong can only stand there quietly at this moment, watching Wei Xiang continue tossing with the Microscope.

Wang Hong waited for more than an hour this time, Wei Xiang only lifted the head, and said in surprise: "Why are you standing stupid? Go and meditate on Qi Refinement." Ah!"

Wang Hong scratched his head awkwardly: "I haven't chosen the internal strength mental method, and now I can't Qi Refinement..."

Wei Xiang glanced at it. Wang Hong, frowned said:

"I think you have a lot of True Qi in your body. You said you don't have Qi Refinement yet?"

Innate Martial Artist originally involves spirit strength cultivation, Coupled with the extremely strong perception ability on energy, without any cover by Wang Hong, Wei Xiang immediately noticed something wrong.

Wang Hong nodded with a smile, began to flicker indefinitely:

"Junior has been cultivation clan secret art since he was a child, and has certain aspects in three aspects: essence, qi and spirit The foundation of "defense"."

"These True Qi are the natural accumulation of more than ten years, not the breakthrough Acquired realm."

"Defense" skills bring Wang Hong Here comes the amazing fleshy body strength, which can be summarized into the category of "fine".

The killing book provides a lot of mana and more and more spirit strength, which can be summarized as "qi" and "god".

Wang Hong impossible said that he had these props, so he simply used the mystery of his childhood cultivation as an excuse. This would not only explain various abnormalities, but also further enhance the credibility of his background.

Wei Xiang looked at the Microscope at hand, and carefully inspected Wang Hong again, and suddenly found that the other party's spirit strength is actually stronger than him!

"Isn't this kid really from a fairy mountain overseas?"

"With such a strong spirit strength, is it intended to be Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivator?"

Wei Xiang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, I felt that the advantages of accepting Wang Hong outweighed the disadvantages. Moreover, this Microscope helped him a lot, and it was impossible to say anything.

Since a moment’s silence, Wei Xiang sighed slightly, then sorted out some messy clothes, and asked Wang Hong with a serious face:

"Your gift to me I am very satisfied, and I am qualified to be my dísciple."

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

"Would you like to be my dísciple of Wei Xiang? "