Yilan waved her hand and stopped Sun Huo from moving downward.
He gently took an ingot from the pile of silver and put it on the ground. Then he looked at his son and nodded, indicating for him to continue.
Sun Huo immediately understood. Although he had found the key and opened the storage bag after some exploration, he was obviously unskilled, which caused all the contents stored in the bag to spurt out.
At this time, I was in my own home, and there were no other outsiders around, so it didn’t matter if things were scattered all over the floor.
Not to mention that if such an accident happens outside, it will undoubtedly cause trouble out of thin air. But if something goes wrong now that the items are put in the bag, it will add a lot of extra work.
Sun Huo secretly let out a cry of shame. He didn't think so much, and his mother was more careful.
After calming down, Sun Huo once again activated the special energy in his body.
During the operation, he keenly felt that after the effort of opening the bag, the energy seemed to be reduced compared to the beginning.
This made him a little worried, wondering if he could recover automatically like his internal strength.
If it cannot automatically reply, then it cannot be used casually in the future, it can only be used as a last resort.
In a flash of thought, Sun Huo controlled the energy in his body to pour into the bag bit by bit, without pouring in like the first time.
Soon the mouth of the bag lit up with white light again, and a white cloud that was the same as last time slowly emerged.
Yilan was overjoyed when she saw this strange scene in front of her.
Although Sun Yuan's last letter and his son's distress have confirmed the existence of immortal cultivators, he has never seen it with his own eyes, so he has some doubts about these ethereal immortals.
Now that it was revealed in her son's hands, she was completely relieved, and she only hoped that her son's path would be safe and smooth in the future.
Carefully controlling the amount of energy injected, Sun Huo watched the white clouds extend little by little, slowly approaching the silver on the ground.
The moment Bai Xia came into contact with the silver, the silver flew up out of thin air and sank into the center of Bai Xia. It shrank rapidly under the gaze of the mother and son, and then flew into the bag.
Seeing that the silver had been put into the bag, Sun Huo immediately stopped injecting energy. The white clouds dissipated instantly, silently, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
Sun Huo excitedly raised his head and looked at his mother, who also looked happy.
Just as he was about to say something, his mother waved her hand to stop him first, and then pointed to the pile of money on the table.
Sun Huo looked over, licked his dry lips, and pressed the bag in his hand again.
With the experience just now, this time the white clouds quickly enveloped the pile of silver, and he put it away neatly.
Seeing that he could easily collect it for the second time, Sun Huo breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile.
At this time, the joy on Yilan's face had gone away and turned into a thoughtful expression. After a while, she finally said, "Huo'er, can you bring out a piece of silver alone?"
Sun Huo, who was looking up and down at the cloth bag in his hand, was filled with joy and was stunned when he heard this.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that just now he controlled Bai Xia to collect the items, but he just collected them all at once, unable to choose at all.
As long as it is something shrouded in white clouds, it will be automatically put away. Now his mother asked him to take out a single ingot, but it seems that he can't do it at all. He will only release all the silver coins in the bag at once.<
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Looking at Sun Huo's silence, Yilan knew that her intuition just now was right. It is impossible for the items of the Xian family to be mastered so easily.
What my son has just done is just a glimpse of the basics, and it is far from being fully understood. The days to come will be very difficult.
Thinking of this, Yilan stood up, reached out and picked up the clothes and miscellaneous items left by the man in black robe on the table, and turned back to Sun Huo and said.
"You should think about it first. Your body has just recovered. Make sure you get enough rest and don't push yourself too hard. Mom will help you burn these things first to avoid leaving traces in the future."
"No need, the child can do it by himself. Mother should rest more." Sun Huo came to his senses and quickly put down the bag in his hand.
She ran to her mother in three steps and was about to grab the sundries in her hand. But she saw Yilan turned sideways, smiled and said softly: "Go and do your work, there are so many things."
I want you to study. That’s all my mother can help you with, so go ahead.”
Seeing that he couldn't resist his mother's wishes, Sun Huo reluctantly took back his hands, opened the door, and watched as he walked to the stove and started to light the fire.
Turning around and returning to the room, Sun Huo knocked on his head, cursed an idiot in a low voice, and looked at the things on the table again.
I tried to inject my remaining energy into the black ribbon, but the result was that there was no reaction at all and it was still soft.
Now that there was no energy left in his body, Sun Huogan stared at the ribbon in his hand and had no choice but to put it down angrily.
Looking at the remaining unseen items, Sun Huo casually reached for the vial. He carefully pulled out the stopper and fanned it gently with his hand.
After sniffing it for a few times, I found a light medicinal fragrance, which smelled very comfortable. The same was true for the other two vials, but the taste was not the same.
Sun Huo thought about it carefully and felt that it seemed to be some kind of good healing medicine. What exactly it was, he would have to find a way to find out in the future.
He carefully put away the three medicine bottles separately, turned around, and picked up the tied scroll this time.
After gently tossing it twice, it felt very light in weight, and it didn’t look like there was any kind of sandwich design.
It should be something like ancient calligraphy and painting. I never expected that this person would have such a hobby.
It's a pity that in the past year, in order to be able to understand the exercise book, I only read through the book and learned more about ancient characters, but I don't know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting.
After thinking about it self-deprecatingly, he put the scroll on the table, gently pulled the tie on it, and quickly untied it.
Spreading out a section of the scroll in the direction of the scroll, Sun Huo looked up at the scroll casually, and his eyes suddenly widened.
After a few breaths, Sun Huo came to his senses, rolled the scroll back in a panic, closed his eyes tightly, and did not even dare to look at the table.
If anyone else were present at this time, they would see that his face was flushed, right down to his ears, and his originally steady breathing became a little rapid.
After a while, Sun Huo calmed down. He picked up the original golden ribbon and quickly tied it tightly. He leaned over and put the scroll on the other end of the table, far away.