"The art of sword control focuses on the connection between the mind and the sword."
As Chu Yi spoke, he used his spiritual power to command the Xuan'er sword.
Ning Huanxin looked aside for a few times, a little casually at first, but slowly she started to get serious and got into the mood.
Chu Yi explained very carefully and moved very slowly, as if he was afraid that Ning Huanxin would not understand.
After a while, he suddenly put away the Xuan'er sword and turned to look at Ning Huanxin: "Do you understand? Come and try it!"
"Um."
Ning Huanxin was already eager to try. After hearing Chu Yi's words, she immediately released the Jinghong Sword. Then according to the method Chu Yi just explained, she slowly released her spiritual power, but she was not in a hurry to control the Jinghong Sword. Instead, he used his own spiritual power and mental power to penetrate into the Jinghong Sword's body very soothingly and gently, and wandered around its body several times. Sure enough, slowly, Ning Huanxin got a response.
Although it was just a feeling, very light, Ning Huanxin really felt it.
This sword is responding to her and getting close to her!
"I feel it now!"
Ning Huanxin was so happy that she immediately shouted excitedly and glanced at Chu Yi.
The next second, she suddenly retracted her bright smile.
Face your enemy with a silly smile.
Ning Huanxin's smile came and went as quickly as it did, fleeting, like a gorgeous firework.
Chu Yi stared at Ning Huanxin's face and narrowed his eyes when he saw her smile suddenly cool down.
"Just keep practicing. I'll just teach you these things today. As a human being, you must not be greedy."
In particular, don’t be greedy…
Things that should never belong to you, or... people.
Chu Yi left happily, while Ning Huanxin continued to communicate with Jinghongjian attentively. It turned out that even if a sword did not have a soul, she still had her own emotions.
It's amazing.
I don't know how long has passed, but Ning Huanxin has been communicating with Jinghong Sword until she feels that the sword in her hand is like a part of her body and can be used as she wishes.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a vague and non-existent sound -
"Feng Yan asks to see the Imperial Master!"
"The brave general Feng Yan, please see the National Preceptor!"
Feng General
Hearing this voice, Ning Huanxin suddenly stopped.
Isn't Feng Yan the man who mistakenly admitted that she was his sister
Why is he here again
Ning Huanxin was a little curious, so she couldn't help but put away the Jinghong Sword, and walked out quickly.
Outside the Imperial Master's Hall, the sun was shining brightly.
Feng Yan was wearing a black military commander's robe, and he looked handsome, tall and handsome.
At this time, he was standing upright outside the Imperial Master's Hall, looking at the gate with solemn and very sincere eyes.
"Crunch."
At this moment, the heavy door was finally slowly pulled from inside.
Feng Yan immediately became energetic and looked nervously at the door.
The door to the Imperial Master's Hall is rarely opened, and every time it is opened, it is a big event.
Of course, during these days, the door of the Imperial Master's Palace was opened several times, for example, to send the saint girl back to Feng's family, and then to send the saint girl back.
After…
In short, every time it has something to do with the Feng family.
There are informants all around the imperial city, and many powerful people, including His Majesty's people, are secretly observing everything going on in the Imperial Master's Palace.
They didn't dare to monitor the Imperial Preceptor, they were just afraid that they would miss the opportunity to please the Imperial Preceptor.
At this time, all the gates of the Imperial Master's Palace were opened, and then a graceful figure appeared in front of Feng Yan.