Xiao Wu listened attentively to Zhu Zhuqing's instructions, looking every bit the earnest student.
The movements seemed simple, and when she actually tried them, she felt as though she had learned them. Yet she just could not feel the soul power flowing everywhere the way Zhu Zhuqing described.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Xiao Wu out of the corner of her eye and nodded inwardly. Xiao Wu had learned the shape of the Tree Pose, but she still needed to focus on sensing her soul power.
As Xiao Wu puzzled over this, she suddenly saw Zhu Zhuqing tap several spots on her legs, then trace a path in the air.
"Did you understand?" Zhu Zhuqing asked Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu shook her head. She had no sense of direction whatsoever and could not make heads or tails of maps or routes.
"Sis, explain it one more time, in the very, very simplest way, okay? Pretty please." Sitting on the carpet, Xiao Wu hugged Zhu Zhuqing's arm and began wheedling.
Helpless, Zhu Zhuqing could only take some paper and a pen out of her soul tool.
Ning Rongrong hurried over from the side.
Zhu Zhuqing then drew all Twelve Poses, but her drawing skills were so poor that the results were painful to look at.
Ning Rongrong awkwardly pointed at the first pose. "Sis, why does this look like a little mouse?"
The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth twitched. It was clearly a drawing of someone relaxing both hands, lifting their head to breathe, extending their spine, and pressing both feet toward the ground.
Xiao Wu spotted the trick now. Looking at the third drawing, she jumped up happily and said, "I've learned this one! Isn't it just a bunny hopping on one leg?"
Zhu Zhuqing was dumbfounded.
Ning Rongrong looked at