"I can't comprehend!"
Ye Feng frowned.
The time is too short.
There is no time to realize it.
but!
A staircase appeared again in front of us.
"Can you continue without understanding the artistic conception?"
Ye Feng looked confused.
"Never mind the boss, I'll go first!"
Xiao Hei is Ye Feng's pet.
There is no need to comprehend the artistic conception at all.
As long as Ye Feng can go up, he can go up.
"boom!"
Step onto the second staircase.
"The artistic conception of wood!"
Wood means life, endless reproduction and mysterious.
According to rumors, great monks who have comprehended the artistic conception of wood possess infinite combat power, endless spiritual power, and extremely powerful strength.
Moreover, they can communicate with the most beautiful women in the world, absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and possess the unparalleled magical powers of healing wounds and expelling poisons.
“Sizzle!”
Just stepped onto the second step.
Suddenly!
A thick vine danced like a wild python, covering the sky and the earth, and came towards Ye Feng to suppress him.
The seemingly ordinary vines could easily tear through the void and were filled with terrifying penetrating power.
The surroundings were immediately filled with endless wooden atmosphere.
"Xiao Hei, blow it up!"
Ye Feng was fully prepared this time.
Let Xiao Hei deal with the artistic conception of wood.
He will have more time to understand.
"hold head high!"
When Xiao Hei heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and he rushed out as fast as lightning.
The dragon claws were as powerful as splitting a mountain, smashing the vine into powder, sending debris flying everywhere.
Surprisingly, the broken vines healed immediately after they landed on the ground.
This is the artistic conception of wood, which is everlasting and can recover instantly even if it is blown up.
However, the recovered vines did not continue to attack Xiao Hei.
Instead, it shrank back and disappeared in an instant.
"Buzz!"
The rich woody atmosphere in the air also disappeared completely.
"Grass!"
"How the hell do I comprehend the artistic conception?"
The time is too short to comprehend it at all.
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