At half past nine in the evening, Sandao took He Xiuxiu's car back to the new home He Xiuxiu had bought for him. Somehow, although there are not many customers who come to the store today, it seems that none of them are just here to grab medicine.

When it was about to get off work, there was an old man in the store, who said that he was introduced by Aunt Lan, and he had to let Sandao help press his waist. So this press was pressed for another hour.

What's even worse is that Sandao suddenly has a premonition, which tells him that in the days to come, there will be more and more customers who come to Minshengtang to grab medicine. And, just like today, these customers must have come more than just to grab the medicine.

At the same time, a small plan began to slowly germinate in Sandao's mind. He felt that he should have a good chance of getting rich. Of course, this definition of wealth is not huge for him now, but it is enough for him to take a break every day.

After taking a cold shower, Sandao was ready to cultivate. He had become aware of a serious problem, and that was that his body seemed to be slowly aging in a subtle way.

Sandao was not shocked by this, because he was a hundred years old after all, but his body still maintained the youthful appearance of twenty-six or seventeen years old. In the past, the cultivation was still there, so it was naturally reasonable. Now that his cultivation has been completely lost, if he is still as good as before, Sandao feels unscientific.

So he told himself that he had to step up his cultivation, because he was afraid that this kind of aging would be different from ordinary people. This kind of aging will gradually increase, and if he can't recover a certain amount of cultivation before the end of his life, I'm afraid that death will inevitably take advantage of it. And this is clearly not what the three knives want.

The old community is quiet at night, sitting on the balcony, feeling the rare coolness of summer, and slowly closing his eyes under the caress of the moonlight.

……

It was probably in the early hours of the morning, and the three swords who were meditating on cultivation suddenly opened their eyes. He rolled his eyes for a moment as if he was confused, then muttered to himself, "So fast?"

He found that his cultivation had returned to the Naling period. This is the exercise he has practiced, the first realm of mixed element infinity. And this so-called Naling, the understanding of the three knives is actually enlightenment.

After reaching the Naring period, his skin, pores, meridians, and blood ...... His various sensory organs, his whole body will become more sensitive. In addition to this, his strength will also be greatly increased. More importantly, only when you have reached the spiritual stage can you truly sense and absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and use it as the basis for cultivation.

Sandao remembered that when he first cultivated this Mixed Yuan Wuji, it took him two years of hard work to reach this Spiritual Stage. And now, he remembered that he had only been cultivating for a few days. In other words, he actually didn't have a single day of cultivation that he had really concentrated on.

Except tonight.

But it was such a quiet night, and he miraculously broke through to the Naling period.

After some ecstasy, Sandao carefully analyzed the reason. He suddenly felt that this kind of cultivation speed might also be reasonable. After all, he had cultivated the Mixed Yuan Wuji to the Great Perfection, so now he was actually not a kind of cultivation, but a kind of recovery.

There is still a big difference between what you once didn't know and what you are doing all over again. And this difference is enough to multiply the cultivation speed of the three swords.

In addition, Sandao also felt that maybe he had accumulated a lot of virtue in the past few days, so this was God's 'reward'. With this kind of thinking, he is more satisfied and valued with his current work.

The sky was already dark, and Sandao was in a good mood, so he naturally didn't prepare to sleep. The noodle shop downstairs just opened, and a steaming bowl of shrimp waist noodles was undoubtedly the best reward for comforting this night's cultivation.

When He Xiuxiu came to Minsheng Hall, Sandao was sitting on the stone steps in front of the store. She was carrying a computer monitor in her hand, and when she saw Sandao sitting on the stone steps, she opened her mouth and scolded: "You have suffered a thousand knives, and you don't know how to say anything when you leave." The old lady knocked on your door for a long time, don't you know!"

"How do I know?" Sandao looked up at the weather with a confused face, and said, "It's not raining today!" he said and looked at the monitor in He Xiuxiu's hand, and didn't forget to tease while getting up, "Moreover, how can I inform you." Why don't you get a mobile phone?"

"Dead~" He Xiuxiu kicked three times, threw the monitor into his hand and said, "Don't give the old lady an inch." The old lady thinks that the computer in the store can be used, don't ask me every day, I only did it for a few days, and I learned to kick my nose and face~"

Sandao was stunned by He Xiuxiu's words, he knew that He Xiuxiu was complaining, and he was angry that Sandao was not waiting for her to pick it up at home. For He Xiuxiu's sulkness, Sandao felt that it was forgivable, so he didn't take her seriously, and welcomed He Xiuxiu into the store after a few echoes.

He turned around and took down the computer host and stereo from He Xiuxiu's car, and then began to assemble them in front of the counter.

To say that although most of the time was spent on cultivation in the past, Sandao would occasionally go to visit the glitz of the world. Go online, watch movies, and occasionally learn about the times. At least, he didn't let himself live too much like an ancient man.

Now that a thunderbolt has slashed him into this slightly backward world, Sandao feels that although he doesn't have a brilliant mind, at least, he should still be able to do something based on his understanding of an era.

Of course, the premise is that the era pattern of this different world must be very similar to that of the earth. However, according to Sandao's guess, it is estimated that there is not much difference between the two. When the computer is connected to the Internet, check it on the Internet, and it is estimated that it will be clear.

He Xiuxiu went to the kitchen again to tinker with her cooking. Sandao soon heard the screams coming from the kitchen, the sound of kitchen knives falling to the ground, and the sound of pots and pans colliding. While installing the computer, he probed in the direction of the kitchen and shouted: "Sister~ No, let's not get it." Let's order takeout, deduct it from my salary, and deduct it from my salary. ”

After saying the three knives, he will see He Xiuxiu poking her head out of the kitchen with a disgraced face, and then roaring angrily: "Die, it's not for you to eat!"

After the computer was installed, I tried it on with three knives, and it ran quite smoothly. The next thing is to wait for someone to install broadband, He Xiuxiu said that she has already contacted the staff who installed broadband, and it is estimated that she will be able to install it in the next two days. Sandao is not in a hurry for these two days, anyway, he is also a whim.

When Li Hu came, He Xiuxiu was about to call for takeout, and her lunch was obviously smashed by her again. But this time it was okay, she cooked the rice. She tried it herself, and said that it was neither soft nor hard, just right.

Sandao took Li Hu into the inner hall, He Xiuxiu thought that it was time to eat, and it was estimated that no one would come to grab the medicine, so he was ready to cover the door and go to the inner hall to have a look. I didn't think about it, and as soon as I closed the door halfway, seven or eight dusty aunts and aunts suddenly walked into the store one after another.

"You guys, is there something wrong?" He Xiuxiu was startled by this group of sudden aunts and aunts, she looked at these aunts and aunts as if they were looking for something as soon as they entered the door.

"We're looking for a flower doctor!" a curly-haired aunt was the first to speak, and as she spoke, she put her hands on her waist and twisted them around.

As soon as He Xiuxiu saw this posture, he immediately understood. She looked into the inner hall as if she was a little worried, and then heard another aunt say, "We are here to find Doctor Hua to press her waist." Aunt Lan and the third aunt both said that what Doctor Hua pressed was called a comfortable one, and that one was called a miracle. That's why we're here!"