Just as He Weitong pondered whether he should stop for a while, Partridge Whistle's body suddenly went limp, and then he fell forward.

He Weitong withdrew his hand on the back of the partridge whistle and hurriedly leaned forward to help him.

"Senior brother."

The old foreigner and Hua Ling immediately squatted down and gathered around the unconscious partridge whistle.

"Senior brother."

The two shouted as they shook the partridge whistle's body.

Looking at the partridge whistle soaked in sweat and frowning brows, the old foreigner raised his head sharply and asked, "Daoist, what have you done to my senior brother?" ”

The old foreigner suddenly fell into a coma when he saw the partridge whistle, so his attitude towards He Weitong was not as polite as before, and he questioned as soon as he opened his mouth.

He Weitong watched the old foreigner snatch the partridge whistle from his arms, and didn't make any moves.

The partridge whistled too suddenly, and he could understand the reaction of the old foreigners, after all, they had not been in contact for a long time, and it was common sense to be a little guarded.

"Don't worry, Brother Partridge Whistle just fainted in pain, and he will wake up after a while." He Weitong explained.

The old foreigner glanced down at his senior brother, and then immediately asked Hua Ling to take the pulse.

"Senior sister, you can show me."

Hua Ling nodded, then stretched out his hand to Partridge Whistle's wrist, felt it carefully, and then said, "Senior Brother's pulse is strong and powerful, and it is indeed as this Dao Master said, it is not a big deal. ”

After getting the answer of the junior sister, the old foreigner realized that his behavior was very inappropriate, so he immediately said to He Weitong: "The old foreigner is rude, let the Taoist punish him." ”

He Weitong picked up the old foreigner's bowed body, and then said calmly: "Human nature, what is the crime, the old foreigner brother, please get up." ”

He Weitong finished helping the old foreigner, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

"Although the Partridge Whistle is fine, I am afraid that the matter of exorcising the curse can only be abandoned halfway."

"Why is that?" The old foreigner handed over his senior brother to his junior sister Hua Ling to take care of, and then walked to He Weitong and asked.

He Weitong turned his head to look at the old foreigner, and then said, "If it continues, the Partridge Whistle Monk may not be able to hold out until the curse is completely expelled." ”

"The curse in the body of the three laymen is not accidental, but innate, the curse has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow, so if you want to completely lift it, you must wash the marrow and change the bones, the hardships of this are unbearable for ordinary people, I just cleared only a small piece, and he has already reached this point, if he continues......"

"There are only a few things you can do to avoid it." He Weitong said.

When the old foreigner heard He Weitong's answer, he sighed slightly, and then stopped talking, just saluted, and then walked back.

He Weitong glanced back at the three partridge whistles, shook his head slightly, and then walked out of the house directly.

Since he couldn't get rid of the curse, he had nothing left to spare.

He Weitong returned to his room, said goodbye to Chen Youlou with a cage on his back, and then headed towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

The direction of He Weitong's departure is naturally the direction of Bottle Mountain, although he decided to leave, but he didn't say that he didn't want that stone pill.

He Weitong walked slowly through the mountains and forests with a cage on his back, and it should take a day or two for the pill to mature, and he was not in a hurry to go.

It took He Weitong an hour to walk near Bottle Mountain, he did not go directly to Bottle Mountain, but found a high mountain near Bottle Mountain, sat facing Bottle Mountain, and practiced magic.

He Weitong finally decided that he was not as good as this bottle mountain, not because he was afraid of the creatures in it, but because he entered the bottle mountain, he had to bear the corresponding karma.

If he followed Chen Yulou and his party to dig graves, a share of karma would be indispensable at that time.

He's new to the Transcendent Realm, so he doesn't want to provoke this kind of thing yet.

So his next arrangement was to wait outside here, and when this furnace of elixir matured, when he entered the cave on that side, no matter what that stone pill was, he would take it away.

In other words, the only purpose he left here was that stone pill.

He Weitong looked at the mountain in front of him and began to run the magic technique of condensation in his heart.

He Wei sat on the top of the mountain, the sunset was behind him, and time passed slowly.

He Weitong gradually isolated himself from the outside world, chasing the water molecules scattered between heaven and earth.

Of course, this isolation does not mean that he has no reaction to the outside world, alone in the wild, he is not stupid enough to leave his safety problems to the point of God's will.

If something approached, he would still be able to react instantly.

Gradually, mist began to appear around He Weitong, and white mist converged in He Weitong.

He Weitong suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and turned it in the air a few times, the white water vapor quickly condensed, turning into a fist-sized water ball, crystal clear.

The water balloon kept floating in the air, and He Weitong reached out and nodded on the surface of the water ball out of curiosity.

This water balloon is like the space water ball that He Weitong saw in his previous life, completely losing gravity.

"It worked." He Weitong was full of joy.

Looking at the fist-sized water balloon in front of him, He Wei felt indescribable joy in his heart, this was the first spell he had mastered, and this was the beginning of his official transformation.

He Weitong held the water balloon and looked left and right.

This ability to conjure water out of thin air, now that he has mastered it, he will not be thirsty to death in the future, because the last thing in this world is water.

After playing for a while, He Weitong waved his hand to disperse the water balloon.

He Weitong closed his eyes and began to study the next technique.

During this time of waiting, he set himself the goal of mastering at least one technique.

In fact, he didn't think that he would master the condensation technique so quickly.

Rejuvenation.

The technique He Weitong chose was the rejuvenation technique.

He Weitong began to recall the content of the rejuvenation technique.

Rejuvenation is a method that gathers medical science, and even if you can't practice it in the end, you can become a master of medicine.

Although the Rejuvenation Technique is not a supreme technique, it is also an immortal technique.

The reason why mastering this method can cure most of the diseases in the world is because it contains the Tao of Medicine.

Thinking back to the few hundred words on the booklet, He Weitong began to analyze sentence by sentence.

In this way, He Weitong stayed on the top of the mountain and did not leave at night.

Most of the time, He Weitong sat on the top of the mountain and practiced, either practicing rejuvenation or boxing.

Of course, he didn't forget to major in the exercises, and he didn't miss every morning and dusk.

In this way, three days passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, He Weitong also saw Chen Yulou and his party, saw them enter Bottle Mountain, and also saw them out of Bottle Mountain, but the difference is that when they entered Bottle Mountain, they were ambitious, and when they left Bottle Mountain, they were depressed, and more than 200 people became twenty or thirty people again.

At that time, He Weitong stood on a hillside, watching them from a distance, not saying anything, just watching them go away.

Either way, it's their own choice.