Master, the way she looks at me is not right

Apart from these, there are no other requirements? "

A flash of fear flashed in Ning Qingxue's eyes.

My apprentice, don't you look at your face?

Just the unrivaled heroes and the seven-color clouds, that’s enough?

So what if this unrivaled hero who is stepping on the seven-colored clouds is an extremely ugly ugly girl?

Can he accept this?

"Ah? It should be gone, right?

Can I make any other requests?

Then this requirement standard, will it be set too high? "

A trace of surprise flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes and he said uncertainly.

Unparalleled heroes, colorful clouds, isn't that enough?

"Tell me more about it.

Xiaochen, the standard you are talking about now is too abstract.

It's hard for a teacher to understand!

You speak more carefully.

It is detailed, such as whether you like long hair or short hair, oval face or bun face.

This need for more detail. "

Ning Qingxue said softly.

It's hard to define the standard of a peerless hero!

It is still a description standard of appearance, so it is better to define it.

"Be more careful?

That's fine too.

Well, first of all, she has to have long hair.

Tu'er thinks girls look better with long hair. "

Ling Qingchen touched his chin and said softly.

"The one with long hair?

But my hair is not long? "

Ning Qingxue stroked her hair calmly, a trace of panic flashed in her heart.

"How long will it grow?"

Ning Qingxue resisted the urge to lift the table and asked.

"How long is it?

At least...you have to have waist-length hair, right? "

A sentence that was very popular on the Internet in the previous life suddenly appeared in Ling Qingchen's mind.

When my hair reaches my waist, young man, will you marry me?

Well, I also want to find someone with waist-length hair.

"Ah."

Ning Qingxue felt that her hair only grew to her chest, and there was a small distance from her waist.

Can't help but sneer.

"And what about the eyes?"

Ning Qingxue clenched her fists tightly, but then slowly released them, and asked softly again.

Maybe it's this traitor who wants to grow his hair longer, maybe.

Ask yourself more.

"Eyes? Big eyes?

Small eyes, almost mean. "

Ling Qingchen touched his chin and said softly.

"Well, this is in line with myself."

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Ning Qingxue nodded calmly.

[41. The kung fu I practiced in Chapter 41 is boy kung fu? (Add 3 updates for my super brave golden ticket!)]

"anything else?"

Ning Qingxue asked softly.

"High nose bridge, small mouth.

In terms of face shape, oval face, steamed stuffed bun face, both are fine. "

After thinking for a moment, Ling Qingchen spoke.

"Ah."

Ning Qingxue nodded slightly.

The latter conditions are met by myself.

"How's it going?

Does Master have a suitable candidate in mind? "

Looking at the thoughtful Ning Qingxue, a trace of expectation flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

The days of pure heart and few desires are really too bitter!

"Is there such a saint, or a princess or something?

Or, the kind of young lady with a rich family, is it okay? "

Ling Qingchen asked expectantly.

Find a rich woman and be a rich man, life is beautiful.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

Still have a lot of ideas?

"Oh, you really know how to think about it?

As a teacher, I would like to remind you.

The Heart Sutra of Yunu that you have practiced is a boy's skill.

Practitioners are required to maintain a childlike body.

It is not allowed to break the body casually, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous. "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's words, Ning Qingxue couldn't help but sneered a few times and warned.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Boyhood?Isn't this the kung fu practiced by the flower picker?

"Then... the flower picker? He has practiced this technique, how should he pick flowers?"

A hint of perplexity appeared in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Could it be that he used his hands all the time, right?

This, this, this... No way, no way?

Could someone be a flower picker to such a miserable extent?

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Why is your question so tricky?

"People have their own way.

What are you doing with so many people? "

Ning Qingxue gave Ling Qingchen an angry look and said.

She couldn't tell Ling Qingchen that she was lying to him, could she?

"But...the exercise doesn't say it's a child's exercise?"

Ling Qingchen's eyes showed deep puzzlement.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

"Who gave you this exercise?"

Ning Qingxue asked softly.

"It's you, Master."

Ling Qingchen replied truthfully.

"Is it the higher cultivation level of a teacher, or your higher cultivation level?"

Ning Qingxue asked again.

"Master's cultivation is high."

Ling Qingchen replied truthfully.

"These things are all here.

Do you think, is it the teacher who knows more about this exercise, or do you know more about it? "

Ning Qingxue asked softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This... You clearly mispronounced the name of this exercise before.

"Master knows a lot."

Ling Qingchen said helplessly.

"That's it.

It is right to listen to the teacher.

Is it possible that being a teacher can harm you?

As a teacher, it's all for your own good! "

Ning Qingxue patted Ling Qingchen's shoulder with relief and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Then... Is there still time for this disciple to practice the exercises now?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes and asked.

If you want to keep your childish body forever, then no matter how long you live, it doesn't make any sense!

"Do you want to live forever?"

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen seriously and asked.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

In no mood!

Everyone in the world wants to live forever, and they are all intoxicated in the dream of immortality through cultivation.

But Ling Qingchen, as a person who traveled from modern times, naturally understands that it is very difficult to achieve true eternal life.

Even in fantasy novels, it is not so easy for the protagonist to achieve immortality.