He Weitong sat in the lobby for a quarter of an hour, and when he saw that there was really nothing for him to do, he returned his spear, said hello to Simu, and then entered the house himself.

When he entered the house, he had nothing to do, and it was late at night, so he took off his robe and untied his bun and went to bed, and soon fell asleep.

In this way, Simu and Jiale were busy outside the room, and in order to treat Chizuru's injury, Jiale washed glutinous rice water and picked snake gallbladders, while Simu sat upright in the room, always paying attention to the movement outside the wooden house.

Separated by one door, two worlds are separated.

A thin layer of paper, the light outside the room was bright, and the room was dim, and in the empty room, He Weitong slept calmly on the big bed in the center, motionless.

The reason why He Weitong can sleep here so calmly is that he can't help when he is awake, and it is better to rest than to sit dry, and secondly, there are four eyes and a monk who is resting, even if he falls asleep, there will be no big problems, as long as the zombies do not come to him without warning, it will not affect him much, the four eyes and the monk are not blind, if there are zombies close, they will naturally find that as long as there is some movement, He Weitong will naturally wake up.

Even if the zombie suddenly emerged from under the wooden board like in the original play, it didn't matter, as long as the zombie didn't get close to him, He Weitong was sure to protect himself from being violated.

So He Weitong sleeps very at ease, now He Weitong is half a cultivator, and his five senses are far beyond ordinary people, even in his sleep, as long as someone walks into his range of one meter in the real world, he will feel it.

The third is, He Weitong is very sure that the zombie will not come tonight.

As soon as the zombie was transformed, he was greeted by He Weitong and Simu with weapons, and the injuries were extremely serious, and at this time they should hide in a dark cave to heal their wounds, where would they come to find fault.

The royal zombie was transformed by lightning strikes, and thus became a refinement, giving birth to a little wisdom, and naturally knew how to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The zombie who has just turned into a corpse is the weakest time, so he naturally won't come, and even if he comes, he will wait until his injuries are healed and his strength is stable.

As for whether the royal zombie will come, there is no doubt that it will definitely come, the royal zombie and the little prince are blood relatives, so the blood of the little prince has a fatal temptation to the royal zombie, just take a sip, and the strength of the royal zombie will immediately rise a few steps.

The second half of the night passed so plainly.

The next morning, He Weitong woke up from his sleep.

He Weitong got up, put on his robe, put on his hair in a bun, put on his shoes, slid open the door, and came to the courtyard.

At this time, the sky is slightly bright, and the world is still hazy.

Because the rooster has already crowed, the zombies will not come out at this time, so Simu and Jiale have just fallen asleep, and the monk next door Miraculously did not knock on the wooden fish today.

The monk was probably afraid of disturbing everyone's rest, so he deliberately stopped today's morning class.

He Weitong looked at the silent heaven and earth, and his heart was also extremely calm.

He Weitong relaxed his body, and then punched Dongfang.

In the mountains, the air is refreshing, and there was a rain yesterday, so it is very comfortable.

He Weitong slowly punched, every move and style tried his best to conform to the true meaning of the boxing method, and while his body cooperated with the boxing, he did not forget to run the breathing method.

After these days of practice, He Weitong's breathing gradually changed from rapid and frequent to delicate and long, and the breathing method has been greatly improved.

Although the changes brought about by this breathing are small, He Weitong can feel that his body is getting healthier day by day, not to mention that he will definitely be able to increase his lifespan, but he can still do it without getting sick.

As for whether the Dao Gate Foundation Building Technique has a deeper effect, it will be clear in the matter.

Anyway, this door foundation building technique has been practiced until now, in addition to making him healthier, he has not found any other effects, as for whether it will be in the future, it is not something he can intervene in now, in short, this door foundation building technique will not be harmful, and it will not be wrong to practice.

In the distance, on the horizon, it also gets brighter and brighter as time goes on.

On the other side of the mountain, suddenly an orange light shone in.

At this time, He Weitong was already ready, and while punching, he was running the Daomen Foundation Building Technique with all his might, and consciously used the Dao Gate Foundation Building Technique to promote the boxing technique in his hand.

A purple aura flashed from the eastern sky.

He Weitong was lucky to get a trace of it, this is a gift from heaven and earth, as long as you run the exercises at this time, you can get this silk of creation.

What is the effect of others absorbing this purple qi, He Weitong doesn't know, but after he absorbs this purple qi, first of all, it can help him better understand the true meaning of the exercises, and after the purple qi is melted into the body, he will feel that his strength is a little bigger, and there are some subtle changes in the body, he didn't notice it at first, but after a long time, he found a change in strength, and the body changes, he has such a feeling, he doesn't know where there is a change.

In short, absorbing this trace of purple qi can make him practice twice the result with half the effort, and he will be refreshed all day long.

Therefore, He Weitong cherishes the purple qi of this sunrise very much, unless he encounters something that is really unavoidable, otherwise he will get up on time to practice at this time of the day, and then use his extremely active body to attract the purple qi.

After the morning sun rose, He Weitong continued to punch for half an hour.

The reason why it is half an hour is for a reason, that trace of purple qi will swim in his meridians for half an hour, and when the half hour arrives, it will merge into his body and disappear, and this half hour is the best time to practice, at this time, one minute is worth the usual ten minutes, and thirty minutes will become three hundred minutes.

How did those who had strong strength at a young age train, and this is how they were trained, of course, those who were open and hung up should be excluded here.

He Weitong looked at the rising sun that was already hanging above the East Mountain, and slowly closed his momentum.

After a few breaths, the sweat on his body was absorbed by the intimate lining, and his body was like soaking in a hot spring, and the sticky feeling on He Weitong's body was gone, which was very comfortable.

In fact, at first, He Weitong looked at this clothing a little, but after practicing, He Weitong realized how powerful this lining is, and it is really a necessity for walking the rivers and lakes and practicing.

With this garment, he no longer has to prepare a change of clothes, he will never get dirty, and he will not have to take a shower after practice.

He Weitong looked at the wooden house that was still quiet, and knew that they were afraid that they would wake up very late today, so He Weitong did not enter the house, but walked out of the courtyard.

He Weitong came to the nearby bamboo forest, picked a straight bamboo in it, uprooted it directly, dragged it to the yard after removing the branches, and then cut off the front and back with a firewood knife, took the middle three meters, and cut out an oblique tip.

Finally, in the courtyard, he practiced the marksmanship recorded in the ape strike.