Yu Xian just had a slight thought, and the wooden box reacted.
The thing was like a living thing, sending a burst of joy to Yu Xian.
These happy thoughts are complicated and entangled, as if they come from the longing of countless creatures.
Yu Xian felt this emotion, looked at the wooden box in his hand in disbelief, and then felt fear.
Ever since he got this thing, he only knew how to use it to practice, but he never dared to think about the emotional fluctuations this thing would cause.
But if it is said that this wooden box has a ghost soul, looking at this scene, it doesn't seem like it.
Yu Xian has never felt safe about unknown things.
After hesitating for a long time, he tentatively took out some money from a bucket and put it into the wooden box.
The money was put into the wooden box, and Yu Xian shook it. At first, he could still hear the sound of collision, but in the blink of an eye, it was silent as if there was nothing inside.
Yu Xian felt himself.
Um……
It seems like nothing special.
However, it doesn't look like it's doing any harm to you at least.
Yu Xian was convinced, and immediately took out a lot of belongings and threw them into the wooden box.
The wooden box didn't look big, but once the money was put in it, it seemed like it would never be full.
The top of the opening of Yu Na's wooden box seems to be an independent space. As long as you hand something over, it will automatically enter the wooden box.
Xian tried to put the whole box of money inside, but the wooden box, which looked small, could actually fit it.
Yu Xian shook the wooden box, and he actually heard the sound of the cash box being thrown open and coins flying everywhere.
Shake it again, and there is only a small tinkling sound of the collision of money.
When Yu Xian shook it again, it was already empty.
Yu Xian sensed himself again, but still didn't notice any changes.
Yu Xian frowned, this shouldn't be the case.
I just had an idea at that time and asked the wooden box to respond. Now that I have put so many belongings in it, why does it become quiet?
Could it be that it's not enough?
Yu Xian continued to take out a large amount of copper coins, silk, medicinal herbs, tanned cowhide, large pig iron ingots, and other miscellaneous materials from a bucket and put them all into it.
But the wooden box seemed to never be full. As long as you put something into it, shake it twice and it would disappear.
With Yu Xian's persistence, in just one hour, the wooden box swallowed an incredible amount of supplies.
Yu Xian was speechless.
If even the collection collected by the Dong family through expropriation cannot feed this thing, then do they have to steal the treasury themselves?
But now even the national treasury doesn't have much left to take.
Yu Xian always felt that this shouldn't be the case, but he really didn't feel any difference.
Yu Xian could only give up.
Anyway, if you want to take away this bucket, you have to empty it thoroughly. Before Yu Xian, it was not considered a wasted effort.
Yu Xian had no choice but to continue his work and take out the contents.
It was Yu Xian's inexhaustible strength, and this torment also made him upset and stiff.
After finally getting the things in the air, Yu Xian took the wooden box in his hand and shook it, feeling a little strange.
Just gone?
Yu Xian tried to see if he could get the things back, but after studying for a long time, he didn't know how to get them.
"That's all, that's not the original purpose anyway."
Yu Xian looked at the "bucket" on the ground and the many materials inside.
He tried the weight, but it was still within the tolerance range.
So he opened his mouth wide and swallowed "a bucket".
This "bucket" was made of gold, so Yu Xian naturally hid it in the acupuncture points of his lungs, but there were so many things in it that Yu Xian's lungs almost couldn't breathe.
Yu Xian took two steps, panting but helpless.
Yu Xian could only reluctantly spit out "a bucket", discarded many materials, picked up a handful of selected weapons and tied them to his body, and fed the others into the mysterious wooden box.
I swallowed "a bucket" again, and this time I felt that I could move freely without any influence.
Yu Xian looked at the wooden box in his hand again, and was about to throw it into his mouth, but suddenly an idea flashed and he remembered something.
"The Way of Heaven has more than enough to lose but not enough to offer. What I asked for from inside was taken from others by this mysterious wooden box. Then where did the treasure I gave back to this treasure go? It must... be something else.
Insufficient people.”
"When I first saw this thing, I mistakenly thought it was a merit box. Could this thing really have something similar to it?"
When Yu Xian thought of this, he suddenly woke up.
Merit box, merit box, the assets you throw in will of course be replaced by your own merits!
When Yu Xian thought of this, he immediately activated his cultivation, and his three fortunes shone brightly.
His light blue and pure destiny color has been stained by the red and pink barrier, and there is an aura of debauchery and depravity everywhere.
This must be the work of the witch Diao Chan!
His human fire is still weak and dull, like the rootless fire in the painting.
This should be a good thing Mo Qilin did!
However, Yu Xian's merit star chart slowly lit up bit by bit.
The star map that was originally dark and filled with resentment not only dissipated all the resentment, but also lit up into a sea of golden stars in a very short period of time.
The star maps of various fields were lit up by golden light one after another.
Although this light is far less than that of Zhongchang Shi Bi Lan, the merits that spread all over the world are enough to shock Yu Xian.
it turns out……
This is actually possible!
In this way, he doesn't need to wait for Mo Qilin to grow up!
Even if Yu Xian could use Confucianism like Zhang Wen, his current merit alone would be enough for him to spend a year and a half.
Yu Xian's mind immediately came alive.
If I could learn some methods of cultivating merit and virtue, and then learn Confucianism, wouldn't it be even more powerful?
It's just that I am the foundation of Taoism. If I want to change my family, it will be really difficult.
Yu Xian's heart ached extremely.
When he became a disciple of Heming Palace, he had already embarked on a grand road. If he was greedy for temporary gains and changed to Confucianism, the gains would outweigh the losses.
But if these golden merits cannot be used, should they be kept for the New Year?
Yu Xian thought for a while and couldn't help but become entangled.
"It seems that we have to go find the Pheasant Taoist!"
That Pheasant Taoist is a demon and is called a Taoist, but he is able to cultivate the Five Virtues to an extremely advanced level. He must have some wonderful method.
Yu Xian secretly wrote down this matter, and then swallowed the mysterious wooden box in one gulp.
It was already past midnight. If he rushed out of the city at this time, he might not have much time left for Yu Xian.
Yu Xian did not intend to act hastily.
Yu Xian left the house where Tian Jing was, and without turning off his military skills, he took Guan Hai and Wang Li and slipped out of the Prime Minister's Mansion at night.