At the waterfall.
Ouyang Bufan quietly endured the pounding water, while Lu Mingyu awkwardly held a horse stance under Guan Ping's instruction.
"No, how do you not even know how to hold a horse stance?"
Watching Lu Mingyu struggle with the posture, Guan Ping could not help rolling her eyes.
Lu Mingyu said helplessly, "If you asked me about cultivation methods, I'd know a little."
"But I really know nothing about tempering the body. You know what my health was like. How could my family possibly have made me practice horse stances?"
Guan Ping rolled her eyes again. "The horse stance is the most basic lesson for a cultivator. I started practicing it when I was four."
"Then what good does it do?" Lu Mingyu asked curiously.
"It slowly stimulates your Qi and Blood and strengthens your muscles and bones."
"But you've already opened your Spring Eye Realm and officially become a cultivator. It shouldn't have any effect on you now."
"That's fine. Teacher told me to do this, so he must have his reasons."
"Go rest over there. I'll keep working at it."
Guan Ping did not insist. She went to one side and sat down.
Watching Lu Mingyu continually adjust his posture, Guan Ping clicked her tongue. "Chen Feng, do you really think Brother Lu is that talented?"
"He doesn't seem quite as extraordinary as Sir made him sound."
"We all cultivate the Bitter Sea System. Even if his Zhou Tian Circulation follows a slightly unusual route and his constitution is a little rare..."
"That shouldn't mean he'll completely crush us, right? It's not as though we're bad!"
Chen Feng glanced at Lu Mingyu in the distance. "The Cultivation World currently judges talent by roughly three measures."
"The first is how quickly someone condenses divine power. That depends