Xue Fanxin originally had many questions and things she wanted to ask, but the old man who was drinking did not give her a chance. He kept explaining the main points of cultivating the Wood Spirit Art and even personally demonstrated them to her. He taught her in detail and could be said to have taught her wholeheartedly.
The teacher was talking so seriously. As a student, how could she not study seriously?
Hence, Xue Fanxin threw all those messy questions to the back of her mind and seriously practiced the Wood Spirit Art with the elder who was drinking.
In less than an hour, she had basically mastered the main points of the Wood Spirit Art. She circulated the wood spirit power in her body according to the old man's teachings and mobilized the surrounding spirit energy. Then, a vine the size of a chopstick condensed in her palm.
"Old senior, isn't this vine a little small?"
