Not only those Tianjiao, even the elders present, looked at the artistic conception that was constantly condensing on Baqi's head.

My heart is also full of inferiority complex.

My talent is not as good as a snake!

"Miss Ye, what kind of spirit snake is it?" Mei Yujun's eyes were full of complexity.

"It's just something that gathers spirits." Ye Yuxi said lightly.

She is not in the mood to care about what the people in Zishuang Palace are thinking now, and the changes in Baqi have exceeded her expectations.

According to common sense, a spiritual person can only comprehend one artistic conception.

Like those arrogances on the eighteen steps before, some only comprehend the artistic conception of swords, while others concentrate on comprehending the artistic conception of flames.

Sometimes there are many kinds of artistic conceptions of heavenly spirits that a spiritual person can comprehend, but most of them will only choose one of them to practice.

Even for those peerless arrogance, there are no more than two or three types at most, and if there are more, there will be a situation of miscellaneous but not perfect, which will actually create obstacles for one's later cultivation breakthrough.

But what Baqi now gathers, there are eight kinds of artistic conceptions!

"Does the spirit-gathering thing have such an advantage in comprehending the artistic conception?" Mei Yujun thought to himself.

It is rare to find something that gathers spirits, but it is not without trace. If it is really helpful to comprehend the artistic conception of heavenly spirits, Mr. Mei Yu has calculated in his heart that even if he uses all the masters in Zishuang Palace, he must find one.

As for why he didn't directly attack the spirit snake in front of him.

With the lessons learned from the Thirteenth Taibao in front of him, how could Mr. Mei Yu dare to have any wrong thoughts about Ye Yuxi.

"Eight artistic conceptions, is it because Baqi has eight heads?" Ye Yuxi racked his brains to speculate on the scene in front of him.

Finally found a barely explainable reason.

I don't know whether these eight artistic conceptions will eventually become obstacles to the evolution of Baqi.

"Sister Ye, this snake can evolve, so can the fire spirit also evolve?" Hanwa looked at Baqi with great interest, and suddenly realized something.

Fire Spirit?

Everyone in Zishuang Palace was stunned, listening to the meaning of this big man's words, Miss Ye still has a hole card? !

"Huo Ling doesn't need these for the time being." Ye Yuxi frowned softly.

For some unknown reason, since he was in the forest of steles, Huo Ling's expression of the artistic conception of these heavenly spirits has been very flat.

Far less eager than Baqi.

half an hour.

Baqi finally ended his "sucking", and the few strong men on the hillside below became completely different people at this moment.

His skin was pale and wrinkled, and his hair was all falling out, looking like he was dying.

"Animal, animal." A slightly injured Tai Bao stared at the figure in the air, and spit out a few words angrily in his throat.

He has cultivated for a hundred years, and with a hundred years of cultivation, it would be fine if he died in the hands of a generation of strong men.

But it happened to be a wedding dress for a snake!

During this half an hour, the snake in the air sucked out all the heavenly spirit in his body!

Even some of the artistic conception of the heavenly spirit that he just comprehends and has not cultivated has been sucked clean.

At this moment, his cultivation base is still a heavenly spirit, but it's just a superficial appearance.

"Hiss, hiss."

After Baqi finished absorbing the spirit of these people, his fierce snake eyes became more energetic.

Even when his eyes swept over those people in Zishuang Palace, some wise eyes appeared.

"Miss Ye, what did this spirit snake say?" the elder of Zishuang Palace was surprised.

"The artistic conception of these people's spirits is not enough for them to carve up, we need more." Ye Yuxi smiled.

need more?

Everyone was speechless for a while, what did the snake think of Tianling's artistic conception.