The Meishan brothers answered while feeding General Guo Shen.

Zhenyuan Daxian talks about the art of shrinking things.

As long as the teenagers learn this, they can carry out the transportation work on their behalf.

But this Taoist technique is somewhat advanced. Even with the patient guidance of Zhenyuan Daxian, the young men still did not learn it.

“Transferring?”

Sun Wukong suddenly felt a move in his heart, shrinking objects became smaller, which was also a kind of art of change, and change was his best spell.

He had a thought, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and recited a spell silently.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in front of Sun Wukong, and the stones in the workshop were swept up by the wind and quickly became smaller and fell on Sun Wukong's palm.

Zhenyuan Daxian turned around and saw this scene, and was shocked.

"My brother!"

He glared at Sun Wukong: "When did you secretly learn from the universe in my sleeve?"

"Is this the world in my sleeve?"

Sun Wukong was surprised. It turned out that the universe in his sleeve was to suck things in smaller sizes?

This spell doesn't seem difficult, he can do it, but the sleeves are not that big.

"I'll leave first."

Sun Wukong had unexpected gains and stood up and went back to understand.

"Isn't it the world in my sleeve?"

Zhen Yuan Daxian stared at Sun Wukong's figure with a suspicious look on his face.

Not long after, a note next to him lit up.

"Great Immortal, the Great Saint flew back to the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits!"

A sound came from the notes.

Zhenyuan Daxian was shocked and immediately threw the universe in his sleeve aside.

"Okay, take out everything."

Zhenyuan Daxian clapped his hands, and the monsters immediately took out various colorful wood carving designs.

"We can develop the most gorgeous works!"
Chapter completed!