Chapter 769: Mutation

By repeating this process, Yang Chen collected about 40% of the material requirements by setting up a stall for one day.

Two days later, he had all the Qimen Scroll, Immobilization Talisman and Thousand Miles Close Talisman he needed.

Seeing how effective this effect was, Yang Chen tasted the benefits and planned to purchase another Taiyi Scripture. But it was obvious that he really held on to this idea too much. Three full days later, there was still no news about Taiyi Zhenjing.

Yang Chen had to give up the idea, secretly thinking that he was too greedy and not enough.

There is no way, the Taiyi Scripture is too precious. It seems that the rare materials for making talismans such as the Immobilizing Talisman and the Thousand Miles Talisman can be gathered here, but the Taiyi Scripture is still not available.

You know, it seems that this kind of trade fair is already rare to come across. It is almost organized by the top leaders of all the forces together, and the scale is quite high.

"It seems that I haven't had the chance yet." Yang Chen shook his head: "Master Li, let's go back."

In this way, Yang Chen was no longer greedy for anything, and returned to the Qinglian Sect with Li Ruoxiang.

When he returned to Qinglian Sect, Yang Chen immediately returned to the room and chose to retreat.

Since he agreed to Zhu Hailong, he naturally had to do things for Zhu Hailong. In addition, Zhu Hailong really helped him a lot. The materials he purchased alone cost more than 400 pieces of top-quality spiritual stones.

The materials he purchased were enough to make three copies of the Thousand Miles Close Talisman and the Immobilization Talisman.

Of course, three servings is the limit.

Yang Chen felt anxious, and when he returned to the room, he took out all the materials and the Blazing Fire Pen.

"I hope I can succeed in one go, otherwise it would be a pity if the materials were wasted." Yang Chen muttered, picked up the Blazing Spirit Pen and began to draw seriously.

He is now much more experienced in making magic talismans. As soon as he starts drawing, the blank paper is filled with various materials in an instant. When these materials are integrated into the blank paper, they form special runes.

Runes are power. Under Yang Chen's structure, these runes gradually condensed into spiritual talismans.

"The body-holding talisman is done!" Yang Chen finished making the talisman!

The Blazing Spirit Pen was withdrawn, and Yang Chenzai looked at the immobilizing talisman carefully, feeling the rich power in it, and said happily: "It's not bad, it was successful in one try. It seems that my experience in making talismans is getting better and better." Of course, it’s because of the help of the blazing magic pen. Otherwise, Qi Menjuan’s magic talisman would not be so easy to make.”

Now that one has been successfully produced, the next step is the second one.

Without saying a word, Yang Chen began to make the second immobilizing talisman.

Then, the third one.

Next is the magical talisman of Thousands of Miles Close.

However, what made Yang Chen somewhat lamented was that the difficulty of the Thousand Miles Close Talisman seemed to be slightly higher. He failed in making the first Thousand Miles Close Talisman.

The magic talisman made a mistake, and when the runes gathered together, it suddenly turned into flames and dissipated, causing all his previous efforts to be wasted.

Yang Chen was not discouraged, he had the first experience, and with his careful preparation the second time, he finally succeeded.

In the end, Yang Chen produced three immobilization talismans and two Thousand Miles Close talismans, which were a few more life-saving means.

This made Yang Chen take a breath. Now making the magical talisman of the Qimen Scroll is a new breakthrough for him.

Once there was a second time, he opened the way for him to make the Qimen Volume Talisman in the future.

Yang Chen carefully put away the talisman, then locked his eyes on the brass sand in the storage bag, and then took out the brass sand directly.

"Senior Yunlu, please take this brass sand." Yang Chen handed over more than ten kilograms of brass sand to Yun Lu without hesitation.

Yun Lu took the brass sand and said happily: "Young Master, I will feed these holy ants with the brass sand now and see what the results are."

Yang Chen nodded, he also communicated with the Baji Liuhe space and watched the situation inside.

Yunlu accompanied these holy ants and began to gradually give out the brass sand.

As expected, the brass sand has an inexplicable attraction to the holy ants. The moment the sand appeared, these holy ants immediately boiled. They rushed to bite the brass sand. They even got into fights and arguments about it.

More than ten kilograms of brass sand were shrinking at an extremely fast speed. What shocked Yang Chen was that in less than a hundred breaths, all the ten kilograms of brass sand were gone.

Yang Chen looked dumbfounded; "Only more than three thousand holy ants have eaten this brass sand."

"Well, I ate too fast. A dozen pounds is still too little for these holy ants. Only more than 3,000 are eaten, and I don't know what kind of changes will occur." Yun Lu said.

Yang Chen put his hands behind his back and was also curious in his heart.

If all these ten kilograms of brass sand were wasted, he would be ready to cry without tears. These dozen kilograms of brass sand were all obtained by chance. Where could he get more brass sand.

"Hey!" Yang Chen suddenly became surprised.

Yun Lu also stared at the three thousand holy ants.

The holy ants that had eaten the brass sand had indeed changed. More than two thousand of them trembled violently. After a brief trembling, they died directly.

There were hundreds more, scurrying around like headless flies, no one knew what was going on.

There were only two holy ants lying on the ground, looking like they were dying, but not dead. After struggling for a while, the two holy ants fell into a coma.

Yang Chen looked on in surprise: "What on earth is going on? There are more than 3,000 holy ants, so many have died."

Yun Lu was not surprised. She said slowly: "They are mutating."

"Mutation?" Yang Chen was puzzled.

Yun Lu nodded lightly: "Well, it's mutation. Mutation, to be precise, is a process of evolution. These three thousand holy ants are all in a process of mutation. Once they mutate, they will be completely different from before. , it can be regarded as the first step to become a Holy Spirit Ant. This is also the reason why many Holy Cover Ants want to eat brass sand. Brass Sand can cause them to undergo qualitative changes, which is difficult to achieve with other materials."

Yang Chen can understand. It was as if he had spent a lot of materials before, and their value was much greater than this brass sand. Even so, the Holy Cover Ants had not mutated.

But the brass sand caused the holy ant to mutate just once!

"But too many holy ants died." Yang Chen said.

Yun Lu smiled warmly and said: "Young Master, you don't know something now. The evolution and mutation of the ant tribe is very difficult. The same is true for other races. There are only two results of evolution and mutation. Success and then sublimation. Failure results in death, the same is true for the Holy Cover Ant!"