Chapter 163: A Year of Study

The courtyard rented by Li Heng is not on the main street, but relatively remote, if you don't look carefully, it is difficult to see, since it is a seclusion, it will naturally not be in the middle of the city. After Li Heng meditated all night, the red mist outside his body condensed a little again.

In the early morning, Li Heng opened the door and tidied up the courtyard like a mortal, and then he groaned for a while and left the courtyard.

When he returned, there were already a lot of books and jade slips that he had collected in the storage ring, after all, he couldn't just stay here and condense the red mist.

Putting these books and jade slips on the table one by one, Li Heng recalled in his mind the scene when his father asked him to read in his childhood. These memories gradually came to mind, Li Heng was silent for a long time, grabbed a collection of jade slips in his left hand and checked it, time, passed quickly, until night fell again, Li Heng suddenly woke up, he looked at the pile of jade slips under his feet, sighed, obviously did not find the news he wanted.

The sky is getting cooler, and there is no rest for a day and a night, which is nothing to Li Heng, when he was in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, he had several days and nights without resting.

Li Heng generally reads during the day and condenses the red mist at night, time passes slowly, Li Heng's reading and refining of the soul has never stopped, only when he is extremely tired, he will sleep and rest.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and compared with a month ago, there are gradually more books in Li Heng's house, and on the wall cabinets around the house, there are rows of books and jade slips.

In the past month, Li Heng's yard has not had a single neighbor visit, but Li Heng doesn't mind, he is immersed in his own world, and even feels that time has stopped.

On this day, Li Heng was holding an ancient book in his hand, which told about the ancient beasts of the flood period, Li Heng was seeing the section of the dragon, which was a place called the Demon Sea, where the environment was close to the flood period, and there were many ancient beasts in the flood period. However, Jiaolong Li Heng had seen it, in the lake of the Demon Beast Forest, there was a big battle with Liu Feng at that time, which allowed Li Heng to see the power of this ancient dragon bloodline.

While thinking about it, a gust of wind chimes came, and the door of the courtyard was pushed open, and a young man with a tiger's head and a tiger brain cautiously leaned into the room to take a look.

When the young man saw Li Heng, he was immediately stunned for a moment, but he was soon attracted by the countless books on the shelves around him, and said in surprise: "Uncle, these are your books, there are so many, can you let me see them?"

Li Heng smiled dumbly, put down the ancient book in his hand, put it aside, looked at this young man, and found that he was very much like a person, a person that Li Heng was very familiar with...... Li Yang when he was a child.

The young man in front of him was quite similar to Li Yang back then, and Li Heng casually handed over a miscellaneous book.

After the young man took it, he immediately cheered, cherished it in his hand, and said to Li Heng crisply: "Thank you, uncle, I am from the iron shop on the other side, goodbye." With that, he hurried out of the shop and shouted, "Father, mother, look, this is from my uncle." ”

Li Heng stood up and walked to the door, only to see a man and a woman coming out of a shop opposite, the two of them looked at the boy lovingly, after the boy's father took the book, his eyes immediately lit up, he looked up at Li Heng, hesitated slightly, approached with the book, and said: "The child is not sensible, little brother, how much is this book?"

Li Heng shook his head and said, "What I gave him was just a book." ”

The young man's father hesitated, glanced at Li Heng, and said with a smile: "This kid actually doesn't know a few words, by the way, little brother, you just came here, I haven't seen you before." ”

Li Heng nodded with a smile.

The young man's father smiled heartily: "Little brother, if you don't dislike it, come and have a meal, I have my own fruit wine here, which is much better than those in the restaurant." ”

Li Heng felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, this kind of emotion had never been seen in this cultivation world, after hesitating, Li Heng nodded.

The boy's mother was a kind woman, although she was not very old, but her surname was quite gentle, and it can be seen from some details that this is a happy family.

The child is well-behaved, and the husband and wife are loving.

In the iron shop, there was a square table with a few home-cooked side dishes on it, and even though Li Heng had now opened the valley, he still picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites.

Drinking the fruit wine that the other party was quite proud of, eating the home-cooked meal that he had not seen for a long time, Li Heng's state of mind was more peaceful than when he was in the team, and the red mist outside his body quickly condensed at an unprecedented speed.

This wine is indeed a good wine, with an endless aftertaste.

Since this day, Li Heng has an indispensable thing in his life, that is, this fruit wine, the young man comes to Li Heng almost every day to watch him read, and at the same time Li Heng teaches him to read and write, every time he comes, the young man will hold a pot of fruit wine.

In Li Heng's room, there are more and more books, and a large part of them are all different customs and aspirations everywhere, and almost everything that can be collected in Wuzhou City is carved and sold one by one, but the ancient jade slips on those rich and powerful people and even some cultivators are not something that Li Heng can buy.

Because most of this kind of truly useful treasure land miscellaneous records were exchanged for the monk's life, and it was impossible to give them to others casually, the value of these secret records was no less than that of ordinary yellow-level or Xuan-level exercises.

Life is like a bowl of water, with a hint of sweetness between the plain and insipid, Li Heng has a sense of spiritual cleansing for this kind of life without killing and calculation.

At this moment, he forgot his identity, forgot that he wanted to resume his cultivation, but truly integrated into the mortal world, experiencing the bitterness and sweetness of mortals.

Every morning, Li Heng would get up early, open the door, and then sit quietly in the courtyard, holding the collected books.

The neighbors of the surrounding shops gradually knew that the courtyard had changed owners, and they all had a good impression of Li Heng, a young man who showed a trace of elegance in his quietness.

With the passage of time, there are gradually guests in Li Heng's courtyard, although these people can't see Li Heng's specialness, but they regard Li Heng as a down-and-out scholar and open a bookstore, Li Heng doesn't say much, just thinks that he is the boss who sells books, and over time, Li Heng's academy is also slightly famous in this area.

A year has passed, and in this year, the mysterious old man who cheated on eating and drinking has never appeared again, although Li Heng said that he would think of this person from time to time, but slowly, he would no longer pay attention to it.

He is completely immersed in his own world of books, looking for the pleasure that has been lost for a long time.

In Li Heng's academy, the most placed is a book of strange miscellaneous records, and the things recorded on it, almost most of the strange beasts, are unseen and unheard of by mortals.

In fact, let alone them, even if some minor cultivators come here, there must be few who can recognize them, after all, their world is too far away from Li Heng's world, at most, it is regarded as a mythical story.

At this time, Li Heng was holding an ancient book in his hand, which was exchanged for a cultivator, Li Heng picked up the celadon wine jug next to him, and when he was about to drink it, he was dumbfounded to find that there was no wine in the pot.

At this time, Xiwa would come to see him make wood carvings, and every time she came, she would always have a pot of fruit wine.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Xiwa, who had already grown a head taller, to push open the courtyard door and walk in, Xiwa was the young man, at this time, although he was only twelve years old, but he was very tall.

My body is also much stronger than a year ago.

After entering the store, Xiwa complained, came to Li Heng and sat down, and said: "Uncle Li, when you go to my house and tell me about my father, he always asks me to learn to play iron with him, so I don't want to learn, if I learn, I will also prepare Uncle Li to be a scholar." ”

As he spoke, he put a pot of fruit wine in his hand next to Li Heng, his small eyes narrowed, and he stared directly at the ancient books in Li Heng's hand that had not yet been finished.

Li Heng laughed, picked up the wine jug and took a big sip, this kind of fruit wine, the taste is sweet with a hint of spicy, after drinking it, a trace of heat rises in the abdomen, this year, it has become Li Heng's daily necessities.

"Uncle Li, what kind of animal is painted in this book, I think it looks like a turtle. Xiwa looked at the picture and said confusedly.

Li Heng touched Xiwa's head and said with a smile: "This is not a turtle, but a divine beast called Xuanwu, although it looks similar to a turtle, but in fact, it is infinitely powerful, and it can be a mountain." ”

Xiwa nodded as if he didn't understand, this year, he had seen countless various animals in Li Heng's yard, each of which he had never seen before.

Li Heng was silent for a while, looked up at the young man in front of him, and said: "Study, you need to meditate, if you want to learn, you can study here for ten years, and after ten years, you can go to the official exam in the city." ”

Xiwa stuck out her tongue and said, "Ten years...... But my father said that I would only need three years to make money by learning to make iron. ”

Li Heng picked up the wine jug, took another sip, and said, "Reading is not the same as striking iron. ”

Xiwa's eyes showed a look of confusion, obviously not understanding the rhyme contained in it.

At this moment, suddenly there was a commotion outside, Xiwa hurriedly got up and ran out, and it didn't take long for her to come in and say in surprise: "Uncle Li, the eldest son of the Xu family's shop is back, he is followed by more than a dozen big cars, and there are many people, but he is majestic." ”

With that, he ran out again.

Li Heng didn't care, but picked up another book, Li Heng took a sip of fruit wine, and continued to immerse himself in the sea of books, he was silent for a long time, sighed lightly, closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly outside his body, a layer of red mist a palm wide appeared.

The red mist is evil, in this year's time, the condensation speed has doubled, and it has been compressed by Li Heng to such an extent, for this progress, Li Heng is quite satisfied, for a year, he has not actually forced the compression, but after having this thought, there will naturally be a series of actions.

In the course of a year, he had compressed all of this evil qi and red mist to the limit, although compressing the red mist and evil qi had nothing to do with restoring his cultivation or enhancing his divine sense.

But Li Heng waved a half-compressed red mist at a yellow robe who came to steal food half a year ago, and as a result, the yellow roe deer fell silently, without the slightest damage to his body, so that Li Heng did not hesitate and began to continue to condense and compress.