I’m Really a Villain

"If you are curious, you can ask me.

About the Dao of Demons. "

"What is Devil Dao?" Since the other party had said it, Xu Zimo naturally asked casually.

"No, are you a member of the Demon Race? You don't even know the Dao of Devil?" Wang Li said in surprise.

"You didn't ask me to ask," Xu Zimo said.

"On weekdays, I'm busy practicing, and I rarely care about these things."

"It's all common sense, even if you don't care, you should know it," Xu Jiamo next to him said.

"Senior evil demon of our Demon Race, you should know about it."

Although Xu Zimo didn't know, he bit his head and nodded.

Otherwise, a few people must doubt his identity.

"Before the demon of evil fell, he had left his life-long inheritance.

This demon way is arranged to allow latecomers to explore and gain his inheritance,"

Wang Li immediately explained: "However, Senior Evil Demon deserves to be the strongest in our new era of Demon Dao.

His inheritance has been left for a thousand years, and when others entered the Devil's Road, they only got some fur.

But no one has found the true heritage.

Every time people who entered, they returned without success. "

"Since we are the predecessors of our demons, it is good to just keep the inheritance.

Why make it so complicated? "Xu Zimo asked.

"The Mozu has always been a world where the weak and the strong eat the strong. How can the inheritance of the strong fall into the hands of the mediocre," Wang Li continued.

"If you want to pass on, you have to rely on your own ability, so that everyone can be convinced."

Hearing this, Xu Zimo nodded in approval.

The children cultivated in this way are almost all elites.

Relying on yourself is the real kingly way.

"I have something to do in the academy, let's gather tomorrow," Xu Zimo said.

"We are waiting for you in the Triumph Hall, don't lie to us," Wang Li warned.

"Devil Road requires five people to enter."

"Don't worry," Xu Zimo nodded.

After bidding farewell to the four, Xu Zimo walked into the gate of the magic palace.

The buildings inside are also extremely luxurious.

The main hall of each Xuegong hall is mainly black gilt, but in fact, it is decorated with various colors.

There are various styles, the black magic river shuttles through the magic palace, and the rich magic energy flowing in it is floating in the void.

As soon as Xu Zimo walked in, he could feel the devilish energy here.

"Interesting," he murmured to himself.

I walked around in it and looked at it again.

After crossing several trails, Xu Zimo came to the front of the demon clan's academy.

If you want to understand the history of the demons and what has happened over the years, there is nothing more appropriate than this academy.

Compared with the domineering decoration style outside, the style of this college is much more refined.

A statue in a Confucian robe was placed at the door.

The demon looked extremely gentle.

The buildings inside have also been replaced with blue and white, and the academy is more than just a hall.

There are nine bends and eighteen bends, with no end in sight.

It seems that at least dozens of halls are connected together.

However, there is a guardian in the college, who is a rough old man.

He was sitting on the chair in front of the academy, with his feet resting on the wooden table in front.

Was slumbering.

When Xu Zimo was about to walk in, he suddenly woke up.

"The college is not open these days," the old man said.

His face was thin and there seemed to be something stuffed between his teeth, and he was flicking while talking.

"I want to go in and take a look," Xu Zimo said.

"It won't bother you."

"I said that I can't go in," the old man still shook his head.

But at this time, he seemed to perceive something.

There was a little silence, and he looked at Xu Zimo a little strangely.

Slowly he said, "You can go in."

Although surprised at the sudden change of the other party, Xu Zimo didn't struggle too much.

Walking into the academy, the doors of the rest of the hall were closed.

Only one hall called "Taoguang" was open, and Xu Zimo walked in.

……………

The soft sunlight came in through the windows, and the dust was scattered lazily on the ground.

Layers of bookshelves are arranged neatly and uniformly, along with the shadows reflected by the sun.

Xu Zimo walked in, it was very quiet, only the sound of turning pages of a book rang in his ears.

He looked up and saw an old man sitting on the floor inside, leaning on the bookshelf.

He looked at the old man, always feeling a little familiar.

I suddenly remembered that when I entered the academy, I saw a statue that looked exactly like the old man.

"What book do you want?" The old man stood up and walked forward and asked with a smile.

"Just at the door, did you let that person let me in?" Xu Zimo didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"The son knows why you should ask," the old man smiled.

"How do you call it?" Xu Zimo asked.

"They call me Demon Saint, but I remember a very old time when someone called me Xiaozhe," the old man said.

"Just call me that."

"Xiaozhe?" Xu Zimo repeated.

He felt that the old man must know him, but it was a pity that he couldn't remember anything.

"I want to know what major events have happened in the Demon Domain in the past few years," Xu Zimo said.

The old man smiled and sent the book in his hand to Xu Zimo.

Said: "This book has everything you want to know."

Xu Zimo was a little surprised. The old man seemed to have known the purpose of his trip.

He took the book, but he felt that the old man had no malice towards him.

On the contrary, it is a deep respect.

"There is a table here," the old man took Xu Zimo through several bookshelves, and there was a prepared stone heart table next to it.

A faint scent came from the table, which made people feel refreshed.

Xu Zimo didn't think too much, put the book on the table and read it.

……………

Nowadays, there are thirty-six holes and seventy-two mountains in the demon domain.

The power of the demons is also very complicated.

Although the Purgatory Demon is in charge of the general direction, he usually rarely makes decisions. The patriarch of the Demon Race is an existence called Demon Heaven Emperor. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Although, Tiandao divided the evil domain to the demons to stabilize them.

But the demons are also afraid of the jealousy of the heavens, they are in charge of the evil demon realm in secret, and they rarely show their true body to do anything.

Xu Zimo turned page after page, the more he looked at it, the more interesting it became.

The old man beside him has been standing beside him quietly.

Occasionally I would pour a cup of hot tea for Xu Zimo. I don't know what the tea is, and a sip makes people feel comfortable.

Occasionally the tea is cold, and the old man is like a servant, changing it to the hot one respectfully.

Before you know it, it gets dark.

The old man lit the fuel lamp, the wick was beating, and the whole hall suddenly lit up.

"This Desperate Demon is a bit spine," Xu Zimo occasionally commented.

The old man sometimes listened with a smile.