Bringing advanced martial arts techniques to a low-level martial arts world

Chapter 144 An'an's New Clothes

After greeting everyone, Sheng Wansong led An Lan back to the room.

He didn't mind traveling all the way, but Anlan would get tired, especially since the girl needed to take care of him.

Sheng Wansong told An'an to go to bed and rest first.

Watching the other person climb into bed, Sheng Wansong suddenly noticed a blind spot.

"It's been more than half a year, and An'an's height doesn't seem to have changed at all."

He stepped forward and measured more precisely with his hand, confirming in his mind that An Lan really hadn't grown taller.

Not only was there no height difference, but every part of his body was exactly the same as when he had his bones examined that day.

"It really is the effect of the cultivation technique."

Sheng Wansong's expression was slightly solemn.

An Lan was at the age when she was the tallest and developing the fastest.

As a result, after nearly 10 months, his height remained unchanged and his body did not develop.

This is definitely not normal.

The little girl longed to grow up, but her dream of growing up seemed to have become a mere illusion.

Although An Lan herself did not notice it, she would definitely discover something was wrong in a year or two.

Thinking of this, Sheng Wansong felt a headache coming on.

It's obvious that this problem stems from the cultivation method.

The Sacred Heart Mantra has the effect of reversing aging and achieving eternal youth, but apart from Sheng Wansong himself, no child has ever practiced it.

Furthermore, Sheng Wansong himself is incomparable to others.

Moreover, it's uncertain whether his degraded martial arts technique has any drawbacks compared to the normal Sacred Heart Technique.

In the beginning, Sheng Wansong used Anlan as a test subject to create the cultivation method for her.

Seeing that there were no major problems, they began to apply the method to the second and third sisters.

This is a moment.

At that time, Sheng Wansong regarded Anlan as a test subject and tool, which is why he did that.

Humans are not plants or trees, how can they be without feelings? After spending time together day and night, Sheng Wansong gradually developed feelings for Anlan as well.

The thought of the other person being heartbroken because they couldn't grow up made Katsu Mansong feel annoyed.

"I don't know if it's too late to start making amends now."

But even if he wanted to fix it, he didn't know what the problem was.

His past experience taught Sheng Wansong that the best approach to Shit Mountain Code is to leave it alone, rather than trying to patch it.

"Then I can only try to make it up to An'an and not let her be so sad."

Sheng Wansong shook his head, carefree, and decided to end his troubles just like that.

Just as he was about to accompany Anlan to rest, there was a knock on the door.

He already knew who it was. "Sister Xue, is there anything else?"

Ouyang Xue forced a smile and said, "I stayed in Peach Blossom Village to make new clothes for An'an and Sister Hong."

"Now that An'an is back, of course we should give her the new clothes."

Sheng Wansong looked at An Lan.

An Lan, who was originally exhausted and ready to sleep, suddenly opened her eyes wide and was full of energy.

Even she would be happy to receive a gift from herself.

What's more, these clothes were made by the same person as Katsumansong's clothes, and were tailor-made.

Anlan is already looking forward to matching couple outfits.

Seeing her like this, Sheng Wansong knew that this girl had no chance of falling asleep.

He said to the doorway, "Come in."

After she finished speaking, Ouyang Xue pushed open the door and entered, and An Lan also jumped off the bed.

The little girl was completely naked, too lazy to wear winter clothes, just waiting for her new clothes to come on.

Ouyang Xue was shocked and quickly stepped forward, saying, "An'an, you'll catch a cold like this."

An Lan wasn't afraid at all. She spread her little hands and said, "Where are the clothes?"

"It's getting chilly, put these on quickly."

Ouyang Xue quickly took out the new clothes, opened them, and was about to drape them over An Lan's shoulders.

When they saw the clothes, both Sheng Wansong and An Lan frowned.

The two men frowned for different reasons.

An Lan was upset because of the style of the clothes; this new outfit didn't match Sheng Wansong's chivalrous attire at all.

It's not that its workmanship is bad, but rather that its style is completely wrong.

This new outfit was made exactly like children's clothes; it's designed to be as cute as possible.

Not only is the skirt itself adorned with lace trim and embroidered cute little rabbits, kittens, and puppies.

It even has a yellow and black tail trailing behind it, clearly imitating a little tiger?

It's clear that Ouyang Xue put a lot of effort into it, but that's not what An Lan wanted!

Sheng Wansong frowned because of the size.

This garment is too big.

Ouyang Xue helped An Lan reluctantly put on her clothes, and couldn't help but let out a surprised "Eh?"

"strangeness?"

An Lan's hands were buried in her sleeves and could not be extended at all.

The neckline flared out to the side, revealing delicate collarbones.

"Is it too big?"

Ouyang Xue muttered to herself in confusion, "An'an was about the same height as me back then. I estimate she should be this big now."

She took Anlan's measurements six months ago.

These days when I sew clothes, I make them one size larger than I estimated.

To her surprise, the clothes were too big.

Ouyang Xue took out a ruler, measured An Lan again, and then frowned with a serious expression.

She looked at Sheng Wansong, who shook his head slightly.

"I'm going to bed."

An Lan, oblivious to the subtle exchange between the two, unhappily took off her clothes and crawled naked back into bed.

"I'm sorry, little sister An'an."

"I'll make you a new one as soon as I get back!"

An Lan's muffled voice came from under the covers: "I want the hero's clothes, just like the master's!"

"Okay, just like Wan Song."

Ouyang Xue sat on the edge of the bed, smiling so gently that she seemed like An Lan's tender and loving mother.

It was quite a struggle to get Anlan to sleep.

The two left the bedroom.

Ouyang Xue immediately asked, "Wan Song, what about An'an?"

"An'an made a mistake in her training; she probably won't grow up."

Ouyang Xue was both shocked and frightened. "We need to find a doctor!"

"I've heard of a secluded sect in the martial arts world called Medicine Master Valley, whose generations of legendary healers have been able to cure any ailment!"

"If we go to seek help from a miracle doctor..."

Sheng Wansong shook his head, interrupting the spellcasting, "This is not an illness; no miracle doctor can cure it."

"This is a characteristic of the technique. If you want to cure it completely, you have to abolish An'an's martial arts."

Ouyang Xue fell silent.

The price of losing martial arts skills is far too high.

Moreover, abolishing martial arts often has many side effects, which may be even more serious than not growing up.

"And it's not all bad."

Sheng Wansong comforted her, saying, "That cultivation technique also gave Anlan abundant vitality, allowing her to remain youthful and immortal."

old."

"Even a thousand years from now, it will still look the same."

Immortality is something countless people pursue.

But common sense in this world is that the maximum lifespan of a human is three hundred years.

Ouyang Xue didn't believe it, taking it as Sheng Wansong's attempt to comfort her.

The two left the vicinity of the bedroom and went to sit in the courtyard to discuss matters concerning the Famous Sword Manor.

As for Anlan's condition, we left it to her to be.

In fact, Sheng Wansong could have painlessly and harmlessly crippled An Lan's martial arts skills and then helped her quickly rebuild them.

But he found it too troublesome.

Or perhaps there are other reasons.