He Weitong walked slowly towards the city with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Today's sky is not very good, there is still some sun in the morning, now it has been covered by dark clouds, looking at the sky thick dark clouds, and the whistling cool breeze, I am afraid that there are some signs of rain.

He Weitong sped up, and finally walked to the city before the rain.

He Weitong's residence is an old street, full of bluestone paved boxes, He Weitong along the eaves all the way to the residence.

He Weitong stopped in front of the stone arch bridge of the river in the city.

On the bluestone road along the river, a woman who wrapped herself in a very disguised way approached.

This woman is about the same height as He Weitong, wearing a white hooded gauze outside, walking in the rain gloomily, looking a little lonely.

He Weitong frowned and looked at the woman, the reason why he stopped was because the woman gave He Wei the same strange feeling, but he didn't know what this feeling meant.

He Weitong stood under the eaves and watched the woman walk slowly.

As the woman approached, He Weitong's body gradually tensed, which was not something He Weitong could control, first of all, the muscles in his body reacted to the pressure because of the compression.

There is a very great sense of oppression in this woman.

It is even more obvious for people like He Weitong who can already see the subtleties.

As the woman slowly approached, He Weitong also felt a sense of familiarity from the woman, as for where he had seen it, He Wei couldn't remember it at the same time.

"Click! Click! Click!! ”

The heavy rain was falling heavily, time seemed to slow down at this moment, the sound of the rain seemed to be disappearing in the night, and only the sound of the woman's soles colliding with the bluestone slab was left in He Weitong's ears.

Soon the woman walked to the bluestone road in front of He Weitong.

He Weitong looked at the woman as if she were facing a great enemy, and the woman also turned her head to look at He Weitong, but that's all, she didn't do anything, and then she slowly walked away.

Those eyes were very beautiful, very pure, purer than all the people he had ever seen.

But these pure eyes are soft, but they can't "hide" the great sense of oppression.

He Weitong's heart seemed to stop beating at this moment, and his breathing was stagnant, and He Weitong didn't recover until the woman was far away.

"Whew~~~"

He Weitong exhaled from the tip of his pen like a torrent of breath flowing into the sea.

Looking at the figure of the woman in the distance, He Weitong immediately walked towards the other side of the bridge.

No matter who the woman was, she was definitely not an ordinary person, and that breath made He Weitong feel both familiar and depressed.

He Weitong hurriedly returned to the courtyard, then closed the door, and gasped with his back against the wooden door.

He was not panting from running, but from the woman's momentum.

He Weitong thinks about it now, and he is still afraid.

Who is that woman, and why does she have such a big aura.

He Weitong looked at the jujube trees in the courtyard and watched the heavy rain falling on the leaves, causing a snapping sound.

Suddenly, He Weitong's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the jujube tree in a daze.

He remembered now that he had seen the breath on the woman's body, on the jujube tree and the peach tree in the Baiyun Temple.

But the breath on the woman's body is different from the two, the breath on the jujube tree gives He Weitong the feeling of being light and lively, while the breath on the peach tree gives He Weitong a heavy and long-lasting feeling, and the woman's feeling for He Weitong is both.

That woman is definitely also a cultivator, but I am afraid that cultivation is not the way of mortals, He Weitong thought so in his heart.

This shows that this world is not as simple as in the original play, and it is definitely not an ordinary martial arts world.

The key thing is that He Weitong seemed to have seen that hazy face somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he was very confused.

He Wei's floating heart slowly calmed down, and then quickly walked through the courtyard and entered the house.

After entering the house, He Weitong took off his shoes full of yellow mud and put on his forehead slippers.

The soaked robe on his body was cleaned by his underwear in an instant, and He Wei was exhausted, as if he had soaked in a hot spring.

He Weitong no longer thought about the woman, just treated that person as just a passerby, although he guessed that the woman might not be an ordinary person, but the transcendent one was still far away from him, and he should still practice the ape strike technique that he had mastered now, as well as plan the Nine Dragons Combination.

When the time comes, the internal and external refining will be combined, and the practice to the depths may not be able to reach the transcendent realm.

It's his things that he deserves, if he doesn't have it in his life, no matter what he does, it won't end well, not to mention that the woman doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.

He Weitong took off his shoes and sat on the bed, then closed his eyes and mobilized the "qi" in his body to start the foundation building technique.

This foundation-building technique not only has all the wonderful uses of strengthening the body, but also can calm the mind and calm the mind, practice "internal strength", so that you can better control yourself.

For example, this time, if his "internal strength" is good enough, he will not be overwhelmed by the woman's aura.

That woman's coercion has little impact on ordinary people, but it is as obvious as the sun to people in cultivation, if it is a cultivator with advanced cultivation, it is naturally fine, but it is a fatal threat to He Weitong's half bucket of water.

In fact, He Weitong is very strange, since that person has no ill will towards He Weitong, why did he still release this coercion.

Could it be that the man won't take it? He Weitong felt a little unreliable, but as for why, he couldn't think of a reason.

With the operation of the foundation building technique, these chaotic thoughts in He Wei's concentric heart all disappeared, and after about a few minutes, He Weitong settled down.

There was silence in the room, and the roof and courtyard were filled with the sound of "popping", which was set off inside and outside, highlighting the silence in the room.

Today passed like this, and He Weitong woke up in the middle of the night because he was hungry.

But because it was raining heavily, and there were no vendors outside, it was useless to go out, and the point was that there was nothing in the house that could be used to copy.

In the end, there was really no way, He Weitong ate a little bit of crisp noodles with system rewards.

………………

After the rest day passed, He Weitong once again lived a life of going to and from work every day, and practiced martial arts when he was free.

He Weitong's rest day is not given by Cui Daoning, but Cui Daoning will take one day off every week, so even He Weitong has nothing to do and can rest.

Six days passed.

The clinic has once again ushered in a closed day.

On this day, He Weitong remembered the Mingguang Temple, so he changed into his regular clothes early in the morning and went to the Mingguang Temple outside the city.

And this time, He Weitong's trip out of the city made him unforgettable.