"Castle Master!"

Hearing this voice, the steward instantly became excited. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Asen, let him come to the study to see me, you go down first."

Ah Sen was the name of the steward, and after hearing the castle master's orders, he nodded busily.

After that, the castle returned to calm, if it weren't for the excitement on the steward's face, I was afraid that Ling Xiao would wonder if he was delusional.

"Mr. Steward, ...... this?" Ling Xiao asked tentatively, although he had already guessed.

The steward was still excited, "Ah, this is our castle master!" The real ruler of the whole of Conceduburg! ”

Sure enough, Ling Xiao sighed secretly in his heart, the master of this Fort Concedu is really extraordinary, just the ethereal voice just now is not something that ordinary people can make, there is a long rhythm in the voice, if Ling Xiao's guess is right, the owner of this Fort of Conceduburg should be a magician of the water system, as for the level, I am afraid that it will at least reach the realm of Emperor Zun.

Walking all the way to the innermost part of the castle, the exotic trees bloom completely different flowers from the interior of the continent, and the plants here do not need the supply of sunlight, but they are still vibrant.

Along the way, Ling Xiao discovered a lot of secret sentinels with his keen senses, which was worthy of being the castle lord's mansion of Fort Concedu, and the guards were so tightly guarded, it could be seen that his strength was strong.

The steward stopped when he sent Ling Xiao to a quiet and peaceful courtyard, and there was an attic in the courtyard with the powerful word "Library" written on it.

"Little brother, I'll send you here, there is the study in front, and my master is waiting for you inside."

Ling Xiao nodded, and was just about to walk in, but the steward was busy and added, "Little brother, just rest assured, my master has a good reputation, and he won't embarrass you." ”

Ling Xiao paused, nodded, and then walked into the courtyard.

The yard is delicately decorated, with ancient flowers and a compelling aroma, and pots of beautifully decorated potted plants are placed in the rock crevices of the attic.

Unexpectedly, the owner of this capital fort was a literati.

Ling Xiao muttered in his heart, and in a moment, he came to the door of the Library.

Before he could knock on the door, a voice came from inside the room, "The door is unlocked, come in." ”

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xiao slowly pushed the door in, the moonlight shone obliquely on the ground along the gap, and the bluestone paved ground was clean without a trace of dust.

A tea lamp hung in the spare space of the table, and the furnishings in the room were very simple, several rows of shelves full of various books, a table, a chair, and a few moonstones were hung around the eaves, and the whole room was not particularly bright, but it was also clear to see.

On the seat, a middle-aged man was reading a book quietly, his fingers gently flipping the pages, as if he hadn't seen Ling Xiao.

A suspicious look flashed in Ling Xiao's mind, since he had called himself over, what did it mean to leave himself aside at this time.

Although the middle-aged man was reading quietly at this time, Ling Xiao could feel the faint coercion in the air, this coercion merged with the air, if he wasn't a person with a keen spirit, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to detect it at all, that is to say, although the middle-aged man was reading a book on the surface, he was watching Ling Xiao all the time.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's heart couldn't help but relax, since the middle-aged man did it on purpose, if he didn't appreciate it, wouldn't he be too ignorant.

With a light footstep, Ling Xiao looked at the books along the corridor of the room, since there were so many books in the middle-aged man's room, he must be easy to accept people who love to read.

Sure enough, when Ling Xiao walked to the bookshelf, a silent sigh of approval sounded in the air, but Ling Xiao was too far away from the realm of Emperor Zun at this time to feel it.

At first, he just had the idea of taking a casual look, but when he actually picked up the book, Ling Xiao fell into it. I think that at the beginning, he had just entered the Royal Junior Academy of Magic, and he was forced by Dean Lao Yun to go to the library to read books for a year.

The collection of classics here is very rich, not only the epic chronicles of the continent, magic formations, but also rare landscape interests, biographies, if only from the richness of the collection, it is no less than a library.

Just when Ling Xiao didn't know which book to read, his gaze suddenly swept over an ancient book called Shishu Mingjian, which was located in the center of the bookshelf.

It is obviously very unreasonable for this book, which seems to be the oldest of all the books in the collection, to be placed in the most honorable place, unless-

There's something magical about this book.

Driven by curiosity, Ling Xiao walked towards the book of history, he gently stroked the ancient book cover, and a sense of vicissitudes of history came to his face.

This book introduces a generation of supreme people on the mainland thousands of years ago, when the mainland was in an era of chaos, as the so-called times create heroes, one after another dazzling stars flashed out, and their brilliance illuminated an era.

Coincidentally, these people, Ling Xiao happened to have heard of, they were the founders of the four major human empires of Aid, Tish, Lan Yi, and Owo, and these four people created great feats that no one had ever done before, and it was they who laid the foundation for the orthodox dominance of mankind on the continent.

However, Ling Xiao's gaze did not stop at this, and several other names attracted his attention.

One is a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his burly figure is five meters tall, just by looking at it, Ling Xiao judged that he is definitely not a strong man of the human race, but that burly figure definitely has explosive power, and it is absolutely not a problem to open mountains and split stones.

The other is a scholar named Mo Xingchen, who holds a brush and has a pair of inky eyes with the power to make people fall into reincarnation.

After reading this person's profile, even Ling Xiao couldn't help but exclaim softly, this person turned out to be the founder of the Dark Realm, at the beginning, it was he who led many strong men of the Dark Clan, and rode the wind and waves all the way to finally find the Dark Realm, a place suitable for dark magicians to live.

If such a cow still exists, maybe something similar to Jing'er being forced into the palace today will not happen.

Sighing softly, Ling Xiao turned to the next page of the book, this time the page was also recorded by a human from the mainland, Dini. Glen.

This Dieni. Gran is not as famous as the others, but he can be recorded with those peerless powerhouses, and he is not a nameless person.

According to records, this Dini predecessor and Mo Xingchen are close friends, when they were young, the two had traveled the world together, he was free and bold by nature, uninhibited, disliked the rich and helped the poor, and did not want to be burdened by his family and country, so he did not create a foundation for the world like other people.

However, although he did not leave a legacy for eternity, Dini's reputation is still not weaker than that of several other strong men, he saved all people in troubled times, and served justice for the people.

Turning it back, there are no praiseworthy characters, and the original writer also saved pen and ink, and described a person's life in a few strokes.

History is like this, too many people pass by in an instant from the vast world, and they can't be shocked by the waves, and countless people can only be annihilated in history after a busy life, although cruel, but helpless.

Gently closing the ancient book, Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he suddenly remembered a sentence he heard out of nowhere.

There are several heroes through the ages, and their names will be passed down in history forever.

Perhaps it is a new understanding of the meaning of heroes, Ling Xiao's body exudes a heavy momentum, there are countless heroes in the world, but most of them are buried in the long river of history, and being famous in history is not the ultimate goal of heroes, real heroes should be worthy of the sky, worthy of the earth, worthy of their hearts, worthy of others, worthy of love, this is the real hero.

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