Although He Weitong didn't know what the life expectancy of a person depended on, he also had a rough guess in his heart, and he felt that it should be the difference in the innate Qi that each person was born with, which led to the difference in everyone's innate life expectancy.

Of course, this is just his guess, and the exact thing will have to be learned through experiments.

He Weitong looked at the two people on the edge of the cliff and sat quietly.

Shui Yi slept on the circular platform, while Xie Laodao sat cross-legged and recited the mantra.

looked at a very ordinary scene, there was no vision of heaven and earth, but He Weitong could see that there was a little aura shining around the two of them.

The unity of water is practicing the dragon sleeping pill gong, and the aura between heaven and earth is converging towards him.

He Weitong watched the changes near the two of them intently, maybe there was no change in the eyes of others, but He Weitong saw a kind of Dao rhyme converging.

This world is in the era of the end of the law, and the cultivation is not visible in the world, even if it is a real practitioner, it cannot affect the obvious vision of heaven and earth, but not obvious does not mean that it does not exist, such an extraordinary inheritance as the dragon sleeping pill gong, the creation of heaven and earth, heaven and earth will descend vision, but this can only be seen by people in the same way.

The reason why He Weitong sat here and observed and didn't leave was because he wanted to observe how others practiced.

There are too few cultivators in this world, so He Weitong doesn't want to miss anything that deepens his impression, and if he sees one more person practicing, he will know a little more about cultivation, even if he can't see anything, it's good to have a long insight.

He Weitong sat on the high platform for more than half an hour.

In the end, because Xie Laodao and the two really had no intention of stopping, they turned around and left with interest.

After descending the mountain, He Weitong walked around the Taoist temples on the various mountains, and finally returned to the courtyard where he lived in the evening.

He simply said hello to Tang Yunlong's father and daughter, and then pushed open the door and entered the house.

He Weitong, who was on the bed, began to recall the plot of this big Wudang.

There are seven treasures on the "bright side" of Wudang, namely the Xuantian Divine Sword, Tiandan, Zhenjing, Millennium He Shou Wu, Jinren, Thunder Rod, and Dingfeng Pearl.

Whether the Wind Bead can fix the wind or not, He Weitong doesn't know, he only knows that this Xuantian Divine Sword, Heavenly Pill, and True Scripture are all treasures that can be encountered but cannot be sought.

The Xuantian Divine Sword is made of extraterrestrial meteorites, with its own mysterious magnetic field, and it has great power, because he has not yet had a weapon that can be seen, so he has a lot of expectations for this divine sword.

Tiandan is rumored to be the first generation of Zhang Tianshi refined the elixir, this pill is called Dragon and Tiger Dan, when Zhang Tianshi was refining in Yunjin Mountain, when refining to one year, the red light filled the room, refining to the second year, there was a green dragon and white tiger appeared and flew around the Dan furnace, refining to the third year, Jindan was practiced.

After that, the green dragon and white tiger did not ascend to heaven again, but turned into a mountain on the spot and guarded the place of alchemy. Since then, Yunjin Mountain has been renamed Longhu Mountain, Zhang Daoling established Taoism, and Longhu Mountain has become the ancestral court of Taoism.

The legend of this pill is that it can soar in the day after taking it, although He Weitong does not believe that this pill can be so powerful, but it must also have its merits.

After all, in the original play, Bailong Dao Chang almost relied on Tiandan to become an immortal, although he didn't know how much water this "became an immortal", but his strength skyrocketed for sure.

The true scripture is said to be the manuscript left by Lao Tzu when he passed through Hangu Pass, and the value of the manuscript of the Taoist sage can be imagined.

He Weitong really wanted to take a look at it immediately, because this Taoist classic is the easiest treasure to get in the original play, and there is no obstacle at all.

But after thinking about it, He Weitong still held back, because if he took the Tao Te Ching now, then the Seven Treasures would not be able to gather, and if the Seven Treasures could not be gathered, Tiandan would be a waste pill.

Time passed quickly, it was about six o'clock in the evening, there was a knock on the door, and the Taoist priest who was entertained in the temple specially brought in a plate of food, He Wei thanked him, and then ate it.

After delivering the food, the Taoist priest left, and did not say when he would come to collect the dishes and chopsticks.

Soon the sun set completely, and the time came to the second half of the night.

At this time, He Weitong was sitting on the bed practicing the golden light mantra, and a faint luster rose inexplicably around his body, which looked very amazing.

But because no one was there, no one knew what happened to He Weitong today.

He Weitong's realm height has unconsciously come to the top of the world, of course, He Weitong himself does not know.

I don't know if it's the reason for entering the Tao, He Weitong's practice has been very smooth in the past two days, no matter what method he practices, he can quickly enter the state, like divine help.

"Crunch~"

Suddenly, the silent night was broken by a cacophony of sounds.

He Weitong also noticed this, so he slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window.

He saw a stout man come out of the house next door, still wearing a night suit.

The corners of He Weitong's mouth couldn't help but slanted, and Tang Yunlong still thought about it after all.

He Weitong watched Tang Yunlong open the courtyard door and leave quietly, without saying anything to stop him.

Because it is not beneficial for him to stop it, but to go with the flow is in He Weitong's interests.

He Weitong looked at the moonlight shining in from the outside on the window edge, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

………………

In the early morning of the next day, because all the masters invited by Wudang had arrived, the martial arts conference officially began.

"In the first game, Liu Kunsheng of the Great Spear faction played against Zhang Xiang of the Penglai faction."

As soon as the White Dragon Dao Chief's words fell, two disciples of different sects dressed in different clothes walked onto the martial arts platform.

It is a Bagua platform built on the edge of a cliff, with a guardrail on the edge, and half of the platform is almost overhang.

Time passed minute by minute, and the fights changed one after another.

A dozen is two hours.

He Weitong, who was sitting next to Xie Laodao, looked at the fight on the stage and felt a little bored, because the game on the field was completely some ordinary fist and foot kung fu.

He Weitong was a little disappointed, he originally came to Wudang with the exchange of martial arts.

Although Simu said that this trip was not worth coming, he didn't pay much attention to it at that time, after all, even Hangzhou Peng-style Taiji Gate received an invitation.

What level Peng-style Taiji Gate is, he knows, it is definitely the leader of the rivers and lakes.

What is the level of the disciples in the sect, He Weitong has never been in contact, but Peng Qianwu and Zhao Xinchuan know that each of them is a proud figure of the sky.

But what level are these in the audience?

Although he doesn't know much martial arts, according to his current cultivation, he can get a rough idea of these moves after reading them once.

Full of mistakes and omissions, He Weitong felt that as long as he was given a spear, He Weitong could sweep everyone.

So He Weitong is not very interested in these kung fu.

He Weitong whispered to Xie Laodao, and then left by himself, because instead of watching people compete here, it was better to practice by himself.

For thousands of years, countless masters have been eager to practice Wudang and come here to practice, but he wants to see what difference it will make if he practices here.

Because everyone was busy competing, there was no one in the mountain, and He Weitong followed the cliff to a mountain with no buildings.

There is a platform on the top of the mountain, which is not big, only a few square meters.

He Wei sat cross-legged on the stones, facing the mountains, and opened his eyes to the sun, like an ape in the mountains.

He Weitong emptied his body, dispersed his spirit, centered on himself, and his spiritual power continued to stretch outward until he could no longer stretch.

He Wei was also practicing the Ape Strike Technique.