Song Shuhang felt that the look of his father looking at him was constantly accompanied by a prompt of "psychological status-1".

"Dad, although I don't know "The Curse of Cleansing the Dust", I know the space gate! It is the space channel used by Senior Bai just now, allowing us to arrive from Confucianism to the space gate of Wenzhou City in one breath." Song Shuhang felt that he had to maintain his position in his parents' hearts, so he moved out his most qualified space ability at present.

If he does not maintain his status, after his sister is born, his eldest son will probably have no sense of existence in his parents' hearts.

"Can the space door remove dust?" Dad Song asked a very down-to-earth question.

Song Shuhang was silent for a moment: "No." Dad, you just pursue this little bit? With such a stunning ability in the space door, do you compare it with removing dust?

Dad Song: "Oh."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"Although the space gate cannot remove dust, it can solve the garbage problem!" Song Shuhang said: "At least after having the space gate, you don't have to worry about garbage sorting, don't worry about what kind of garbage you want to throw, and don't be asked every day, 'What kind of garbage are you're?' I will open a space gate directly on a planet in the universe, or a world where garbage can be completely burned and turned into energy, and I can throw the garbage in."

"Huh? It's really interesting when you say this." Dad Song nodded and said that when Song Shuhang said that he could open the space door, Dad Song was shocked!

Unexpectedly, my son, who can't even "The Curse of Purification", has mastered the abilities that often appear in science fiction movies like Space Sect.

The reason why he replied "Oh" was because he was a little shocked inside, which shocked him so much that he didn't know what to say; the second was to maintain his old father's character, and he couldn't show the expression of "You are so awesome" like a junior.

As a result, when Song Shuhang mentioned the various uses of the "space gate", Song's father finally couldn't stand it.

In the past few months, they were tragic by 'garbage sorting'.

"However, if the garbage is thrown into the universe, it will not pollute the universe, right?" Dad Song asked casually again. He wasn't really worried about anything, but just asked casually, which was considered a topic to be a topic.

"No, there are many magical worlds in the heavens and all realms... In some worlds, no matter what is thrown into, it will be decomposed and turned into pure energy. Even if it is garbage, it will be the same." Song Shuhang explained.

"This is really wonderful." Dad Song said.

Stone Monument Daoist, Chixiao Sword: "..."

Feng Yiqin master's claws, Chu Pavilion Master daimao: "..."

The space ability of the dignified Immortal is used to throw garbage. You are really creative geniuses.

Next to him, Song's mother put down her luggage and asked again: "Shuhang, how many people will come during the Chinese New Year?"

When she was in Confucianism before, Song Shuhang mentioned to her that this year the members of the entire "Jiuzhou No. 1 Group" were going to come to Wenzhou City to organize New Year's activities.

But Song’s mother didn’t know how many members there were in the ‘Jiuzhou No. 1 Group’.

"There should be about fifty people who can come, and there are several seniors who should also bring juniors or relatives. So, there may be seventy or eighty people." Song Shuhang replied.

For example, Master Tongxuan should bring Xiao Guoguo here. Xiao Guoguo has been practicing very hard recently, so he was thinking about when he would come to Song Shuhang to play again.

There is also the Litchi Fairy, who may bring two little fairies Shi and Zhu, and they are also familiar.

In addition, Zhou Li, who is going to bring Fairy Yuqin here, the senior pharmacist will definitely bring Jiang Ziyan with him...

In a few bits, the number of people is only a lot more and a lot less.

Upon hearing this, Song's mother said, "Seventy or eighty people? Then our family is too small...why, go find a place nearby and rent a big place?"

"No, no, I have a way to deal with it. Mom, just tidy up the room. I will open my little world in a while and connect with our home, which can be fully accommodated." Song Shuhangdao.

Mother Song: "Your little world?"

"Well, it's similar to the Confucian Golden Lotus World, but it's much smaller." Song Shuhang explained.

Mother Song nodded thoughtfully. God knew how his monkey had so many things in about a year? Even something like a private small world.

"Are there any children coming here? Then do we have to prepare a New Year's bag?" asked Dad Song.

Song Shuhang shook his head and said, "Even if you want to give me a New Year's bag... monks usually don't use ordinary money. If you want to give me a New Year's bag, you can only give me a spirit stone."

"Then let's pack spirit stones?" asked Dad Song. After all, he had lived in the Confucian world for a while, and they still knew about the spirit stones.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky: "There is no spirit stone."

The box of "spiritual stone meeting gift" that the owner of Jingua Island gave when he came to the door was consumed before it was heated up. As long as there were enough spirit stones, the [world fusion card] could be saved after each use. If you continue to use it, the cost of consumption was a bit high.

Song Shuhang's pockets are now cleaner than his skin.

The "cultivation chat fee function" that he finally made was not officially started to make a profit... and when he was spending money for the last time, he also gave the VIP function worth several trillions of spirit stones to the heavens and all realms. It is too difficult to charge with the "cultivation chat" function in the short term.

"Isn't spirit stones a basic thing in the cultivation world? I heard that when practicing, they are inseparable from spirit stones. Without spirit stones, how can you practice? You didn't save some?" Dad Song said in confusion.

During these days when Confucianism lived, Song’s father also learned some basic knowledge of the world of cultivation, such as elixirs and spirit stones. Every practitioner cannot do without them when he is in seclusion.

It is often seen that Confucian disciples use spirit stones to breathe and absorb spiritual power.

My own monkey heard that the level of cultivation is quite high. How can he practice without spirit stones? Do you suck air?

"I didn't store the spirit stones, and I didn't store a single one... So when there was no spirit stone, I had to borrow some." Song Shuhangdao.

"How much do you owe?" Dad Song said worriedly.

He is the type of person who is very uneasy when owing other people's money. After owing others money, he can't wait to pay back the money as soon as he has money. If he owes for a long time, he will feel uneasy.

So when I heard that Song Shuhang was owing someone else's spirit stone, I was a little worried.

"Senior Bai, how many spirit stones do I owe you now?" Song Shuhang turned his head and asked.

Senior Bai was squatting on the edge of the coffee table, teasing the mechanical girl on the coffee table, and trying to feed her buns.

After hearing Song Shuhang's question, he thought carefully and replied: "Well, a lot."

Song Shuhang turned around and replied, "Dad, I owe a lot."

Dad Song: "..."

Many, many, many, what exactly are!
Chapter completed!