"Since you're so dull, you won't understand even if I explain. Let's think about this again when you're no longer dull."
"Disciple obeys." He spoke, but his sword-wielding movements remained perfectly still, and even his breathing was completely undisturbed.
"I told you, keep your hands level, keep your hands level..."
Although he was full of disdain, Su Cheng still interrupted Miao Miao, got up and walked to her side, gently holding her wrist.
Those slender wrists seemed so delicate that they could snap them with just a little force.
Su Cheng slowly poured in the immortal magic and spoke.
"Since you can't understand it, use your body to remember it. Remember the feeling of this spiritual energy flowing, and channel it into the sword blade. Take your time, don't rush."
"Yes, follow my guidance and gradually channel your spiritual energy in. That's right, just like that..."
"Feel the flow of spiritual energy within your body. Cultivating immortality also requires cultivating the mind. Only with a focused mind can success come naturally."
"Close your eyes and imagine the sword in your hand as part of your body. Just like when you are performing a palm technique, mobilize your spiritual power to your wrist, to your palm, and then to the blade."
"Alright, now try drawing your sword..."
A deafening rumble resounded, but it didn't frighten anyone. The eldest and second eldest sisters were envious of this hands-on, personal instruction, and had been watching intently for a long time...
It was all bark and no bite; Miaomiao hadn't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage yet, and this sword strike couldn't even leave a scratch on the dummy.
But even this power greatly excited Miaomiao. She knew that the Flying Snow Sword Technique was extremely difficult to comprehend; she hadn't even reached the basics in six months...
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