I’m Really a Villain

"If you are curious about anything, you can ask me.

About the devil's way. "

"What is the devil's way?" Since the other party said it, Xu Zimo naturally asked casually.

"No way, you are from the demon clan, you don't even know the way of demons?" Wang Li said in surprise.

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

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

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

"You should know the evil demon senior of our demon clan."

Although Xu Zimo didn't know, he still bit the bullet and nodded.

Otherwise, several people would definitely doubt his identity.

"Before the senior evil demon fell, he left behind his life inheritance.

Arranged this devil's way, let the latecomers go in and explore, and get his inheritance, "

Wang Li followed up with an explanation: "However, Senior Evil Demon is worthy of being the strongest in our new era of Demon Dao.

His inheritance has been preserved for thousands of years, and others have only scratched the surface when they entered the devil's way.

But no one has found the real inheritance so far.

Every time people go in, they return without success. "

"Since he is the senior of our demon clan, it is good to just leave the inheritance.

Why make it so complicated? " Xu Zimo asked.

"The demon race has always been a world where the weak prey on the strong. How can the inheritance of the strong fall into the hands of the mediocre," Wang Li continued.

"If you want to inherit it, you have to rely on your own ability, so that everyone will 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 king.

"I still 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.

"The Devil's Path 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 Demon Palace.

The buildings here are also extremely luxurious.

Each school palace hall is mainly black gilt body, in fact, it is embellished with various colors.

There are various styles, the black magic river shuttles through the magic palace, and the strong magic energy flowing in it floats in the void.

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

"Interesting," he murmured.

I walked around here, and looked again.

After passing through several trails, Xu Zimo came to the academy of the demon clan.

If you want to understand the history of the Demon Race and what happened in these years, there is no better place than this academy.

Compared with the domineering decoration style outside, the style of this academy is much more elegant.

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

That demon looked extremely refined.

The buildings inside were also replaced with blue and white colors, the Academy is more than just a hall.

There are nine bends and eighteen bends here, and there is no end in sight.

It probably looks like at least dozens of halls are connected together.

However, there is a caretaker in the academy, who is a rough old man.

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

Sleeping soundly.

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

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

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

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

"Will not disturb or anything."

"I told you not to go in," the old man still shook his head.

But at this moment, he seemed to perceive something.

Wei Wei was silent for a while, and looked at Xu Zimo strangely.

Slowly said: "You can go in."

Although surprised by the sudden change of the other party, Xu Zimo didn't get too entangled.

Entering the academy, the doors of the rest of the main hall are closed.

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

……………

The soft sunlight shone through the windows, and the dust lazily scattered on the ground.

Layers of bookshelves are neatly arranged together, following the layers of shadows reflected by the sun.

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

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

When he looked at the old man, he always felt familiar.

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

"What book do you want, my lord?" The old man stood up and asked with a smile.

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

"Why do you need to ask if you know it," the old man said with a smile.

"What's the name?" Xu Zimo asked.

"They call me Demon Saint, but I remember that in the old days, someone called me Xiao Zhe," said the old man.

"You can call me that."

"Little Zhe?" Xu Zimo repeated.

He felt that the old man must know him, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything.

"I want to know what major events have happened in the Demon Realm in recent 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 for a long time.

He took the book, but he could tell 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 led Xu Zimo through several bookshelves, and there was a prepared Shixin table next to it.

There is a faint fragrance coming from the table, which makes people feel refreshed.

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

……………

In today's Demon Realm, there are thirty-six caves and seventy-two mountains.

The forces of the Demon Race are also intertwined and very complicated.

Although Purgatory Mosha is in charge of the general direction, he rarely makes decisions. The patriarch of the demon clan is an existence named Mo Tiandi.

Although it is said that Tiandao divided the evil demon domain to the demons to stabilize them.

But the demons are also afraid of the fear of the heavens, and they are all in charge of the Nie Demon Realm in secret, and rarely show their real bodies to do anything.

Xu Zimo flipped through the pages one by one, and the more he read it, the more interesting he found it.

The old man next to him has been standing quietly by the side.

Occasionally, he would pour Xu Zimo a cup of hot tea, but he didn't know what that tea was, and it made people feel comfortable after taking a sip.

Occasionally, when the tea is cold, the old man respectfully replaces it with hot one like a servant.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

The old man lit the oil lamp, the wick was beating, and the whole hall was lit up immediately.

"This Desperate Demon has some backbone," Xu Zimo commented occasionally.

The old man sometimes listened with a smile.