Chapter 37: It Is a Good Time to Eat Dumplings on the First Day of the Chinese New Year

While continuing to practice Huangji Sandie, Wang Ren recalled the differences of yesterday in his mind.

After thinking about it, he could only discuss the changes brought by yoga postures with Bai Meizi.

After practicing three cycles of Huangji Sandie in a row, Wang Ren returned home and opened the Qiangu APP to deduce.

'In the morning, admire the beauty and in the evening, practice immortality, relax and stretch, yin and yang complement each other, which is beneficial to practice, and the effect can be doubled. '

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Looking at the answer given by the intelligent AI, Wang Ren felt that he had practiced a fake immortal.

It's not the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. It is obviously the most orthodox practice, and it is also practiced step by step. How could it become like this?

The problem is that if he goes to Hengcheng to find Bai Meizi, it will be a waste of time.

Even if he practices in Hengcheng, it doesn't matter if he has spiritual power, Bai Meizi, an ordinary person, can't stand it.

Could it be that he is asked to be a scumbag for practice?

"Forget it, let's practice quietly."

After thinking for a moment, Wang Ren did not dwell on this issue and began his daily rest time step by step.

Two days later, Wang Ren, who rushed to Yiwu again, had a conversation with Bai Meizi and rushed back to Hangzhou at eight o'clock in the morning.

The proficiency that doubled made Wang Ren's remaining sixteen hours and seven cycles that day equivalent to the usual 14 cycles.

Last night and this morning, 12 hours were wasted. After deducting the six hours originally scheduled for rest, only six hours were wasted, which is the three cycles of Huangji Sandie.

In total, four times of profit were made in vain!!!

It's a pity that Bai Meizi, as an ordinary person, can't accompany him to discuss the difficult yoga postures every day, which is a bit regrettable.

The only comforting thing is perhaps the time for cultivation advancement deduced by the intelligent AI.

According to the new pill and medicine prescriptions, it only takes 45 days for him to advance to the fourth level of Qi training, which is only 12 days more than the 33 days of the third level of Qi training.

"How many days are left to reach the fourth level of Qi training?"

'35 days. '

It was another new day. After taking the pill in the early morning, Wang Ren was able to move freely in just 45 minutes, and then he made a routine deduction.

However, seeing this result, Wang Ren couldn't help but frown.

It seems that after he reached the third level of Qi training, he changed the pill and medicine prescriptions and practiced again, and it was only 6 days.

According to the initial 45-day calculation of the Qiangu APP, it should take another 39 days.

Where did the missing four days go?

Suddenly, a previous deduction flashed through Wang Ren's mind.

'Yin and Yang complement each other, which is beneficial to practice. '

This practice may not only improve his proficiency, but also improve the effect of his next early morning practice.

According to this data, one practice is equivalent to three times.

"Beep beep"

Just as Wang Ren was thinking, the voice call sounded on WeChat.

Looking at the incoming call from Bai Meizi, Wang Ren picked up the call with a smile.

"Have you slept?"

"Yes."

Zooming out the voice call page, Wang Ren looked at the unread messages and found that it was a New Year's greeting message from Bai Meizi. He suddenly realized that today was the first day of the Lunar New Year.

These days, he has been obsessed with cultivation, but he has not paid attention to the lunar calendar.

The tenants went home for the New Year two days ago, and did not say hello to him, the elusive landlord. Anyway, workers only have seven days off at most.

What's more, he is alone, and there is no difference between celebrating the New Year and not celebrating the New Year.

The biggest difference may be that he needs to cook his own meals or eat instant noodles today.

"No wonder, you practice martial arts and go to bed so early."

Lying in the bedroom at home, Bai Mengyan asked with a chuckle.

She just returned home yesterday to celebrate the New Year's Eve. At this time, she couldn't sleep when she thought of the other party who was far away in Hangzhou.

Especially, she was the first to send a New Year's greeting text message to the other party, but she didn't get a reply for a long time, so Bai Mengyan started a voice call.

Humph, if she can't sleep, her man can't sleep either.

"Recharge your energy."

Wang Ren's answer to this question was concise.

"I can't stand it if I keep doing this."

When she said this, Bai Mengyan felt her cheeks getting a little hot.

Usually used to being carefree, she and her friends who didn't have any thoughts talked about whatever they wanted, and she was a little quick-witted.

However, she was telling the truth.

After only three nights together, Bai Mengyan had already deeply felt the other party's courage and was sure that the other party was practicing martial arts, otherwise how could it be so exaggerated.

You know, she talked about this topic with her good girlfriends in the circle, and the other party's experience was completely different.

"Why, you don't like it?!"

I didn't expect this Bai girl to be so bold, and Wang Ren would naturally not fall behind.

Just kidding, with his knowledge reserve of ten years of failure, he was not afraid at all.

"I like it, but there is still a little gap between the process and the result."

"If the gap is too big, you girls will say 'Xigou, can you do it?'"

"Hehehe"

After talking about a lot of nonsense, when Wang Ren hung up the phone, he found that more than an hour had passed.

Women really affect his practice

Well, if it is purely a yoga posture exchange, it seems that women will also increase his practice speed.

So, whether it is a cultivator or an ordinary person, love still needs to be talked about.

There was nothing to do around, Wang Ren didn't care about the first day of the new year, and continued to follow the usual rhythm, went out to the top of the mountain in Tashan Park, and practiced the spiritual version of Huangji Sandie.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Wang Ren, who had finished two rounds of practice, received a New Year's congratulations call from the female police officer before he returned home.

"Senior, my family made some dumplings and prepared a box for you. I wonder if it is convenient for you?"

Knowing the background information of this senior, Xiao Lishi spoke after the routine blessing words and started to build a relationship.

With the strength of the senior, he must have a lot of money, but sending dumplings on the first day of the Chinese New Year has a different meaning.

"Okay, I live at No. 81 Yongle Road."

Knowing that his address was not a secret, Wang Ren also agreed calmly.

It's the Chinese New Year, eating dumplings is better than instant noodles.

After all, he ordered takeout in the past two days and didn't stock up on vegetables. Today, there is no place to buy.

There are still a few takeout shops open, but unfortunately, none of them are his favorite flavors.

Generally speaking, takeout shops with good business are closed on the first day of the Chinese New Year.

"Okay, I'll deliver it to you in fifteen minutes."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Xiao Lishi put the 50 steamed dumplings and 50 boiled dumplings that she had prepared long ago into two large food boxes and walked out of the door quickly.

But she knew that she had doubled her appetite at the first level of cultivation.

With the cultivation of the senior, these 100 dumplings might only be half full.

However, this kind of thing requires the intention.

"Shishi, where are you going so early in the morning?"

Seeing her daughter going out with two large food boxes, Xiao's mother asked.

"I'm going to give gifts to my former leader."

Without telling her mother in detail about her work content, Xiao Lishi gave a simple answer, then went out and got into her Audi car, rushing to the residence of her predecessor in her memory.

"This child."

Seeing her hurried daughter, Xiao's mother muttered, and said to her husband who was reading a newspaper in the living room: "Do you know the specific content of your daughter's current work?"

"Didn't my daughter say to keep it confidential? How do I know?"

After hearing his wife's question, Xiao's father answered casually without taking his eyes off the newspaper in front of him.

Knowing the secrets of Bureau No. 9, Xiao's father, who was in an important position, could only follow his daughter's wishes and did not ask more questions.

"Hey, how can you be a father?"

Just as Xiao Lishi was happily driving to No. 81 Yongle Road, a Porsche from Suzhou had just entered the urban area of ​​Hangzhou.

Thinking that she could give her boyfriend a surprise later, Bai Mengyan, who had been driving for two hours, felt inexplicably happy.