Avenue Stowaway

Once the Zi family took action, they were very fast. In just half an hour, all seven spiritual objects were ready. [Read the latest chapter of this book] A cultivator handed the storage ring to Zi An and quickly left. Zi An checked the contents of the storage ring. At least two of each spiritual object were prepared, and some were even ten, which made Zi An feel a little relieved.

Zi An was afraid that he would not do well or make mistakes. If he did not have enough spiritual objects, it would be troublesome. Zi An took out a jade plate of four or five feet in size from the storage ring. Some of these spiritual objects could not be placed on metal plates.

Take out one of each spiritual object and place it on the jade plate.

Zi An did not take action immediately, but took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Whether he could succeed or not depended on his performance in the future.

Mu Kun stared at the seven treasures on the plate, feeling a little nervous. Whether he could become famous in this battle depended on whether he could die.

"I won't miss any details, and no one can play tricks on me. If the six spiritual objects I proposed are not all used, then I will fight with the Zi family. I can afford two years." Mu Kun's heart was cold. As long as this matter could be accomplished, the Qiankun Sect would definitely not treat him unfairly. Two years was still worth it.

After a moment, Zi'an's hands suddenly moved. As soon as they moved, Zi'an's hands turned into a phantom. The shadows of hands were so numerous that Zi'an seemed to have turned into the Thousand-armed Guanyin, with shadows of hands flickering in front of him.

The seven spiritual objects on the plate kept changing as Zi An kept cutting and crushing them. In just 20 seconds, the seven spiritual objects on the plate could no longer be seen in their original form. At this time, these spiritual objects were not completely fused together. They were still scattered on the plate, forming seven piles of fragments and powder.

But these fragments and powders were no longer just one kind of spiritual object, but were mixed with other spiritual objects. Some of the fragments and powder piles were made up of two kinds of spiritual objects, some were made up of one kind, and some were made up of four or five kinds.

Mu Kun had been watching, but he was unable to remember all the processes. At that moment, Zi An's speed was really fast. This could be seen from the sweat on Zi An's head. A Mingshen Realm cultivator actually had sweat on his forehead. Obviously, at that moment, Zi An's speed had reached its limit, which was also very costly for Zi An.

Zi'an didn't bother to wipe the sweat off his head. According to what Kong Fang said, every step was critical and he couldn't make any mistakes, otherwise he would be in big trouble. Although Kong Fang didn't tell him what the big trouble was, Zi'an could guess a little, so he had to make sure every step was correct.

Zi'an's forehead was covered with sweat, and he closed his eyes, quickly recalling every step just now, making sure that he had not mixed the spiritual objects incorrectly. There was no mistake in the quantity either.

In just a few seconds, Zi'an opened his eyes again. Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief. He had made no mistake just now.

He stretched out his right hand, and magic power gushed out from the palm of his hand. Zi'an used the magic power to cover the entire jade plate.

"Next, we need to use our magic power to nourish these spiritual objects, and then add the ingredients of each spiritual object."

Zi'an didn't know the purpose of doing this, he only knew that he had to do whatever Kong Fang said.

Mu Kun stared at the seven piles of spiritual objects on the jade plate, his brows gradually furrowed. He had a feeling that each pile of spiritual objects was undergoing changes that he was unaware of.

"What kind of trick is this?" Mu Kun glanced at Zi'an in surprise, his expression became very solemn again. Judging from the current situation, Zi'an's ability might be above his. "Damn, this is weird. How come Zi'an's ability is high sometimes and low sometimes? How could such a thing happen?" Mu Kun's heart felt like being scratched by a monster. The feeling of being cracked but not cracked, and as if being tied up by heavy ropes, made him feel suffocated and wanted to vomit blood.

Mu Kun was not afraid of meeting someone who was better than him in the areas he was good at. But this kind of strange change, which was difficult to guess and measure, was unbearable for Mu Kun.

This situation shouldn't have happened, but now, there is a living one in front of Mu Kun.

"When did Zi'an start researching these rare and exotic objects? I haven't heard any news about it. And there is no mention of this in the information Qiankun Sect gave me." Mu Kun gritted his teeth secretly, and suddenly, Mu Kun's eyes turned dark green again.

Mu Kun carefully observed the spiritual fragments and powder scattered into seven piles on the jade plate.

"Hmm?" Mu Kun suddenly saw some very fuzzy magic lines. These magic powers were constantly flowing, but the trajectory seemed to have no rules at all and was very chaotic.

"What is Zi'an doing?" Mu Kun was completely confused.

One breath is a very short time, and Zi An must finish all the tasks that Kong Fang has assigned to him within this time. In fact, one breath is still plenty of time. It is the first time for Zi An to do this kind of thing, so he is a little unfamiliar and can't speed up.

Fortunately, there was no mistake. When the breath was almost over, Zi'an finally completed everything Kong Fang had asked him to do.

call!

A gust of wind suddenly blew up from the flat ground, and Zi'an's hands turned into phantoms again. Along with Zi'an's hands, the jade plate also moved. The four or five-foot-sized jade plate flew in the air and kept spinning.

Zi'an's speed meant that Mu Kun had no time to see anything. Mu Kun glared at Zi'an in dissatisfaction and put away his Spirit Seeking Eyes in anger.

This time it lasted for several minutes, and when the jade plate stopped, the spiritual objects that were originally separated into seven piles had now become one pile, and all of them turned into the finest powder.

Zi An took out a jade bottle and poured some of the source of law onto the powder pile in the plate. The original powder turned into a colorful mud, like a pool of colored mud.

Only then did Zi'an have time to wipe the sweat off his head. He took a look at the things on the plate, and his heart was slightly relieved. After all, he had not made any mistakes. He had succeeded!

"The seven spiritual objects have been integrated together. Do you have any questions?" Zi'an looked at Mu Kun and asked coldly.

Mu Kun snorted coldly and said nothing. But he sneered in his heart, "I'll let you go for a while. I'll see how you can still be so proud later. Just wait and see how the shape-changing vine dies."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm going to use the Transformation Vine." Zi'an then sent a message to Kong Fang.

"Use it." Kong Fang replied calmly.

Zi'an came to the front of the Transformation Vine, and used his magic power to roll up the "colored mud" in the plate, covering every vine of the Transformation Vine.

In the blink of an eye, each vine of the Transfiguration Vine was covered with a thin layer of "colored mud". The original color of the Transfiguration Vine disappeared and turned directly into a variety of colors.

After doing all this, Zi'an retreated from the protection circle of Zizhen and others. At this time, everyone was nervously watching the changes of the Transformation Vine.

After a moment, the vine that was slowly waving in the air suddenly twitched, and then fell to the ground.

When Zi'an and the others saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed, but Mu Kun was overjoyed.

"I'm going to die, hahaha." Mu Kun laughed proudly in his heart. If this was not the Zi family, Mu Kun would want to laugh out loud to the sky to express his joy.

In the room, Kong Fang said softly: "The transformation of the shape-changing vine is about to begin!" (To be continued...)