I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo nodded slightly, indicating that Feng Immortal could leave.

He slowly opened the wooden box in front of him, the dust was flying, and with a "creak", the dust-covered sound was opened along with the box.

When I saw it, there was a very thick book inside.

The cover of this book is like hard board and steel.

On the black cover were written "Ghosts and Gods Fu" in big characters.

Xu Zimo opened the book and began to read it seriously.

This top floor is very quiet, few people come inside, it is naturally full of dust.

Next to it are windows, through which the black afterglow shines.

After a long time, the sky in the Seven Seminaries was completely dark, and Xu Zimo let out a long sigh of relief.

He closed the book and frowned slightly.

The content in this book is indeed just a miscellaneous book as Feng Immortal said.

It involves a lot, and the scope is so vast that it almost covers everything in the entire Ghost God Realm.

But these things are irrelevant.

It seems that the person who wrote the book deliberately concealed something, and many things came to an abrupt end at the most critical moment.

"What the hell is this?" Xu Zimo muttered to himself.

He looked down at the book, thought for a while, and finally frowned suddenly.

Look at this steely cover.

He broke it hard with both hands, and abruptly split the cover in two.

And on this cover, a piece of gold paper suddenly appeared.

Before Xu Zimo could move again, the golden paper suddenly burst into golden light.

The brilliance of light illuminated the entire Library Pavilion.

"Seven," a number murmured in a low voice.

The sound seemed to come from the primordial world, spread out in the ancient world, and reached Xu Zimo's ears hundreds of millions of miles away.

Immediately, a phantom appeared on the golden paper.

The phantom is like pixels, you can't see anything clearly, and you can vaguely see that it is a person.

"Long time no see," the phantom looked at Xu Zimo and greeted with a smile.

"You are... Old Yangtou?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

"Lao Yangtou is just a name. To be precise, my name is Qi," Xu Ying explained.

"Seven?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

He suddenly remembered another old man he met in Weiyang Palace who called himself "Three".

"Could you be an organization," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"You can also understand it this way, all living beings are one," the phantom named Qi replied.

"Did you show up?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Should you have something to do with me?" Xu Ying asked back.

"I heard from Dean Feng that you know about the ancient gods," Xu Zimo replied.

"Old God, I do know one, the wood god Jumang."

The phantom old man smiled and said: "You are looking for his inheritance."

"Can you tell me the location?" Xu Zimo asked.

"This is not a top-secret matter. In the forbidden area of ​​the Ghost and God Realm, there was a day of Huacheng.

This used to be the hometown of Jumang. This city is often dominated by giant spirit trees and phoenix trees.

It is a city formed by the agglomeration of big trees in the sky. "

The elder phantom replied: "Even if you went to Huacheng that day, you still couldn't find Jumang's inheritance.

There is a labyrinth, built with the twenty-four directions of the week, and there is no absolute core of the formation.

Every second, there are thousands of changes. "

"You must have a way," Xu Zimo said.

"There are no absolutes in the world. Since ancient times, as far as I know, there has been a person who has entered and left the city of Narihua," said the phantom old man again.

"who?"

"Bai Di!" Xu Ying said word by word.

Xu Zimo was stunned for a moment, Baidi, isn't this the existence that he promised Feng Immortal to participate in the competition for Baidi Mountain on behalf of Seven Theological Academy.

"Bai Di has a compass named Wu Ting," Xu Ying said slowly.

"The compass can know the yin and yang of the ages, the changes of the heavens, it can reverse the time and space, and it can also flow back to the ancient times.

Only with the guidance of a compass can you go to the place of inheritance. "

"You...why do you help me?" Xu Zimo was silent for a while, expressing his doubts.

He was already prepared to agree to certain conditions of the other party, but he did not expect that this phantom was not related to him, but he still told the truth.

"I'm not helping you, I'm helping myself," Xu Ying said.

"I don't understand it very well, so I hope to explain it clearly," Xu Zimo replied.

"As you move forward, one day you will clear the clouds and mist, and you will gain your own mind," Xu Ying said with a smile.

As his words fell, the entire golden light began to recede, and the phantom also disappeared little by little.

And the remaining fragments of that volume directly set themselves on fire.

In an instant, it disappeared again.

In the entire Zangshu Pavilion, only Xu Zimo was left empty.

He walked down from the top floor, and there was a woman waiting for her at the door of Zangshu Pavilion.

"It's Mr. Xu, Dean Feng asked me to wait for you here," the woman smiled.

"Take you to a place to rest."

Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

Following behind the woman, the two came to a very quiet courtyard.

This courtyard has a unique scenery, and in the center of the courtyard is a big fiery red tree burning.

The leaves of the big tree turned into pieces of flames, floating in the void.

The architectural style, like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, gives people a quiet feeling.

"What do you think of this place, my lord?" the woman asked.

"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded, and asked, "Where's the swordsman who came with me?"

He was naturally asking Xie Changliu.

"That son is not far from you," the woman explained with a smile.

Xu Zimo nodded, then waved his hand to signal the woman to leave.

…………

The woman smiled, and when she came out of Xu Zimo's courtyard, the smile on her face disappeared.

Several young men in white robes came out from the side.

"Senior Sister Zuo, how are you doing?" Only one of the men was heard asking.

"Is he the one that the dean said before, to replace our college in the competition?"

The woman nodded slightly, and replied: "From the dean's attitude towards him, it can be seen that he is sure."

"Why," someone said unconvinced.

"We have worked so hard for so long. He is a newcomer who has no name. What qualifications does he have to replace us?"

"It's useless for us to complain about this. Why don't we ask the dean."

"That's right, Senior Brother Hong Yu left with the dean, why didn't you see him come back?"

Everyone was discussing, and the woman surnamed Zuo seemed a little impatient.

Said: "In my opinion, instead of changing the dean's mind.

Why don't we teach him some lessons, then the dean will naturally re-elect. "

After a little thought, everyone agreed.

……………

the flames burn,

Boundless flames spread in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Xu Zimo's forehead and face were already sweating.

The flames surged, as if they were going to melt Xu Zimo into it.

Xu Zimo's closed eyes suddenly opened.