There was a "......" sound. It was a long sound, like sucking something!

"Ah......h

The black-faced young man screamed, his voice full of fear and unwillingness! As his cry fell, the black-faced young man's entire body became as dry as grass ash, and then the big bee suddenly withdrew its mouth and flew away!

"Bang!"

Leng Han saw that the black-faced young man's dry body suddenly turned into ashes and disappeared!

"******, this big bee is terrifying!"

Thinking so in his heart, Leng Han stared at the big bee flying towards him in horror!

"Little Ancestor...... Don't come...... Don't scare me......"

Leng Han's feet moved back, but the big bee didn't bird him at all, and flew around him a few times very proudly, and then landed lightly on his shoulder. looks very well-behaved, docile, and fierce before, it's a world of difference!

Seeing that the big bee had no malicious intentions and was still so docile, his cold heart finally let go, and after calming down, he walked to the position of the black-faced young man just now, and picked up a bag in a small pile of ashes!

This bag is black and gray, it doesn't look big, about half a foot long, the mouth is small and the belly is wide, the mouth is about an inch wide, and the belly is about three inches wide. The entire bag slowly emitted a faint fluctuation of Yuan Force.

Leng Han looked at the bag, and a word flashed in his mind, "storage bag" Although he has never heard of or seen a storage bag since he entered the door of poetry and books, he is also a second person, and in the Xianxia novels in the previous life, isn't there such a thing?

Leng Han took the storage bag and poured it down, and there was a "whoosh", and a lot of things flowed out!

The things in this, Leng Han looked at it, and they were basically useful to him.

A book on the art of "rites", a silver brush, a black brush, a roll of eight-foot white silk, and a stack of five-inch yellow paper. What caught Leng Han's eyes the most was some Ling-shaped crystals that were one inch long and half an inch wide. These crystals exude concentrated vitality, and Leng Han roughly counted it, there are about three hundred pieces! This thing Leng Han has never seen or heard, but he guesses that this thing should be Yuanjing! The grade should not be high, at most the lower grade level! In addition, there are some miscellaneous things, such as clothes and so on!

Leng Han took the things on the ground, including the two Confucian urns, and picked them back into the storage bag, this storage bag, Leng Han touched it with his heart, and after confirming that the bag had become an ownerless thing, he tried to make the bag his own!

Leng Han patted his head, recalling the method of recognizing the owner of the storage bag in those Xianxia novels in his previous life!

Leng Han frowned, he didn't seem to have this thing in his senses! If he insisted on saying that there was, it should be mental strength. Although for now, mental power is very different from the so-called divine consciousness, but in the end, it should be about the same, no, it should be more advanced than divine consciousness!

Thinking of this, Leng Han held the storage bag in his hand, and slowly poured into the storage bag. At this moment, the storage bag suddenly trembled, and the cold mind immediately sensed the storage!

"Damn, that's that easy!"

Leng Han flipped through his hands and took out the book from the storage bag, and then with a stroke of energy, the book returned to the storage bag. After playing like this for a while, he was almost familiar with the storage bag, and Leng Han kept the storage bag close to him to be found by others.

Then he was going to leave here. Then I looked at the dull fruit trees here. Shaking his head and sighing secretly, he re-imposed the ban on these fruit trees. Through these days of brick study and practice, Leng Han has basically entered the threshold of the art of "numbering". He had already known about the prohibition on this fruit tree before, and now that it was arranged, it was naturally a matter of course!

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A few hours later, Leng Han walked on the way back to his residence, and along the way, he thought about the black-faced young man before and after. It was analyzed that this black-faced young man should have sneaked into the orchard, and there should be no second person who knew that he had been to the orchard, so he was gone, and no one else should have found it.

Soon, Leng Han arrived at his residence! As soon as he returned to his residence, he couldn't wait to take out the book "Li" Art to study. After reading it in one sitting, he had to dispel the idea of cultivating this art of "rites" now! The reason was very simple, each of the six arts of Confucianism was broad and profound. At present, in addition to the two disciplines of "books" and "numbers", he also has alchemy. My energy and time are limited, if my ambition is too great, and I practice three Confucian arts at once, I am afraid that I will not be able to learn anything in the end!

After putting down the art of "rites", Leng Han took out the two silver and black brushes, eight-foot white silk and a stack of yellow paper. Originally, I didn't know what these two pens were, but when I studied the art of "rites" just now, I found that the silver pen and the stack of yellow paper were used to depict Confucianism when practicing the art of "rites".

When he saw another black brush, Leng Han slapped his brain. This black pen and eight-foot white silk are actually essential magic tools for cultivating the art of "calligraphy". It was mentioned in the book that Qiao'er gave at the beginning, but after so long, he left it out!

After finding the obstacle, Leng Han calmed down and carefully sorted out the cultivation methods and key points of the art of "calligraphy". After this combing, he realized that he had made some common-sense mistakes!

The art of "calligraphy" has six layers, the first layer is calligraphy, as the name suggests, to repair calligraphy must have pen and paper. Therefore, the black pen and the eight-foot white silk are the magic tools for cultivating the first layer of the art of "calligraphy"! Without these two things, it is impossible to cultivate the first layer of the art of "calligraphy"! When Leng Han practiced the art of calligraphy before, he did not use the magic weapon, and besides, he could not get the magic weapon, so he always used his fingers instead of the brush and the sand instead of the white silk to practice calligraphy. In his mind, he was practicing calligraphy anyway, and in his previous life, he practiced calligraphy every day, so he didn't pay much attention to this!

Realizing this, Leng Han picked up the black brush. It seems that this brush is no different from ordinary brushes, but if you insist on saying that it is different, it may be different in material.

Leng Han held the brush in his hand, and in the previous life, the experience and habits of refining words poured into his mind. At this point, he is destined to be much more precedent than the people of this world!