The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 142

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a man in a black-purple robe standing at the edge of the field, his long ink-like hair was neatly tied up by a hair crown.

His starry eyes were slightly narrowed, his gaze was far away, his tall nose bridge was delicate and handsome, his thin lips were strangely sexy, and his lips were naturally enchanting and bright red, which added a lot of charm to his face.

The man's facial features are exquisite, charming, enchanting, and feminine. His face is so beautiful that even women are jealous.

Can be biased.
His eyes are so domineering that it makes people feel excited.

His thick eyebrows were so heroic that they were not feminine at all.

No one dared to say that this face was more beautiful than a woman's, because the domineering and disdainful expression between the man's brows and the indistinct ink in his pupils made people dare not underestimate him easily.

A beam of sunlight happened to shine on his contradictory but beautiful and alluring face. His fair and delicate skin had a gentle luster like warm jade, and the slight upward arc told others that he was in a good mood.

At this moment, Situ Qingshen couldn't be more leisurely.

Withdrawing her gaze from inquiring about the man, Feng Qingcheng clenched her teeth, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, so that running would not be so tiring, and she could run longer.

"Ten laps, okay, you can stop now." Situ Qingshen's voice was still deep and charming, but also cold.

As soon as his words came out, Feng Qingcheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, stopped her sore and weak legs, clenched her small hands into fists, and punched her calf a few times.

After resting enough, he immediately straightened his back, stood up straight, his whole body was against the light, and with a smile on his face, he said to Situ Qingshen, "Master, what are you going to do next?"

Situ Qingshen tapped his toes lightly, and flew to Feng Qingcheng at an astonishing speed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he rubbed the girl's black hair with his big hand: "Yes, your physique has changed a little, much better than before. "

He put down his big hand, looked softly, and continued: "Next, as a teacher, I will explain to you some knowledge about spirit beings."

"Yeah, master enlighten me." Feng Qingcheng's eyes were shining brightly, her little head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"A spiritual person, what is the most important thing, do you know?"

Before Feng Qingcheng could reply, Situ Qingshen continued.

"A lot of pills?"

"no--"

"A good dantian?"

"Neither—"

"A good weapon?"

"Not to mention—"

"High cultivation talent?"

"of course not--"

"What the hell is that?"

Speaking of this, Situ Qingshen paused intentionally, glanced at Feng Qingcheng with sparkling peach eyes, smiled inwardly, and said slowly: "It's a good physique."

"For a spirit person, if he doesn't have a good physique, it's really sad. When he is fighting an enemy or a spirit beast, if there is an accident, the consequences are beyond your expectation."

"Cultivating spiritual power doesn't mean you have to cultivate your physique as well. You can only slowly recuperate and exercise yourself, so that the dirt in your body can be discharged slowly, so that your body becomes clean and clear, absorbing the speed and essence of spiritual power. The purity is also much better than ordinary people."

"It can also be said that the body is a container for storing spiritual power. When you practice, do you feel that there is a steady stream of spiritual power pouring into your body from the outside world, and finally returns to the dantian.

(End of this chapter)