The so-called age is just a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, who asks about age at a glance, first of all, the first element, is definitely whether the appearance is young, whether the person's appearance is dignified, this is another hidden knowledge related to himself accumulated by Ning Sheng in the 21st century, there is no explicit provision, but it is very practical.

Dress, dress, appearance, momentum, self-cultivation, all five are indispensable, what is education? That's pretty much the case.

After about an hour, Ning Sheng came back to his senses from the explanation of the basic comprehensive course just now, chewed and chewed the implicit secret words between the words of the blue-robed teacher, Ning Sheng had to sigh, competing for resources, especially for immortal cultivation resources, it was really like walking on thin ice.

There was no expression on the face, and he was sitting in his seat, Ning Sheng looked at his desk, there were no books on the table, only a blank dark blue needle that was sent down, and he forgot what should be called this on the table, in modern terms, notebook.

Remembering the knowledge taught by the blue-robed teacher, books are extremely valuable in the world of cultivating immortals, and the reason is that Ning Sheng, who has been in the world of cultivating immortals for more than a month, naturally knows that this kind of teaching books that reveal a simple atmosphere and contain aura and essence are not something that anyone with a little strength and status can hold.

Like this blue-robed teacher, 99.99% of the quaint and atmospheric books he is holding are taken from the blue-robed teacher's home; One is to impart knowledge so that it does not decline; The second is also to choose good seedlings for cultivating immortals, and to compete for immortal cultivation resources together.

couldn't help but use rational knowledge, 99.99% of the professional calculation term Ning Sheng, who didn't care at all about Jingyin's secret look after more than a month, and it was not completely without feeling, after all, except for the purple gauze skirt girl next door to her, Jingyin and Qin Sansan were the most familiar.

Anyone will remember that when she was in another world and opened her eyes to see this new world, the two girls she saw at first sight, and they looked good, and they also had a hand in her.

It's inevitable that you will be close, even now. Even if Jingyin secretly looked at her, it could be regarded as an impolite behavior, whether it was in the twenty-first century, or in the world of cultivating immortals where the distinction between honor and humility was more obvious.

However, the bright sword is easy to dodge, and the hidden arrow is difficult to defend, Sima alone can defend the entire empty city; What's more, this world competes with men for immortal cultivation resources, and the girl in the immortal cultivation world who is psychologically mature very early.

Now, so does she.

If you are defeated, then you can only be a slave and a maid, before and after the saddle, and then you want to get better resources for cultivating immortals, it can be regarded as a great creation.

It's not an exaggeration, it's not a lie, Ning Sheng is introverted, he lowered his head and sorted out the blue needle notebook on the desk, and when he got up, he sorted out the green green skirt, and in an instant, Ning Sheng never complained about her green and emerald green skirt, after all, who doesn't want to dress up more beautifully, but, in this world of cultivating immortals where there are many strong people, not everyone has capital, and it is dazzling and abnormal.

This was Ning Sheng's thoughts at the moment when the corner of his eye looked at the boy next to Jingyin's face and thought deeply.

It was also an instant, and the boy also reacted.

It's not an exaggeration, so to speak.

The eyes of the two met from a certain angle and staggered.

Turning around, he smiled at Jingyin and walked out the front door of the lecture room.

Behind him, there are thoughtful expressions, turning a blind eye.

And the needle notebook she was holding in her hand was blank