Dior came back from carrying a bag of ingredients outside, Lu Yi stood up from the tatami mat, and Dior ran a little panting.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, I've got a little trouble..."

Dio showed a row of white teeth and smiled stupidly at Lu Yi.

"Did the police catch up with you?"

"No, I just met some strange guys, those people followed me all the way, fortunately I was smart and got rid of them, otherwise I guess I would have to come back later, this is the food I went to buy, you hurry up and make something delicious!"

Dior handed the bag to Lu Yi, who carried a heavy bag containing vegetables and ingredients, including Wagyu beef and sticky rice.

Lu Yi carried the ingredients to the kitchen, and Dior sat next to the man, who had his eyes closed, his hands folded in front of his chest, his eyebrows were gray, and his hair was sparse.

"Master, don't you have any other disciples here?"

Dio looked around, only Lu Yi and himself existed here, a huge martial arts hall, if there was not even a single disciple, it would be better to close the door early.

The man kept silent and continued to meditate.

Dio scratched his face and looked at the guy with suspicion.

"I can't be a liar..."

Dior speculated in his heart that if he was really that powerful, he should be in the market and his disciples would be like clouds!

Thinking about it this way, Dior always felt that he and Lu Yi seemed to have been deceived.

Dio thought about it, and began to use his crooked brain.

"Since it's a master, then my casual shot shouldn't hurt him..."

Dio thought so, and a hand slammed into the old man.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed in the distance, and Dio was so frightened that he immediately dodged and took a step back.

A knife was plunged into the wall, and the depth of the insertion engulfed the entire blade.

Dio swallowed, what kind of swordsmanship is this...

If I had been a few milliseconds late, my hand would have hit the ground.

He looked at the seated man with horror, and he didn't say a word the whole time.

Dio felt that this man might not be able to provoke himself, so he had to sit on the sidelines with a disgraced face, quietly waiting for the time to start the meal.

The whole room was quiet, the candles burned quietly in front of the old man, and the kitchen not far away, the smell of fireworks was permeating.

Dior was bored, and looked at the martial arts hall, except for the plaque hanging above his head, the decoration here was simply simple.

On the knife holder, there are uneven levels of knives of different sizes, and on the iron shelf on the other side, long-handled weapons are also prominently listed.

Directly facing the main door of the room, there are three illustrations hanging on the wall, Dior knows some Japanese, Amaterasu in the middle, the moon on the left, and Susa on the right, representing the three gods of Japanese mythology Takamagahara.

There was also a bookshelf in the far corner, and Dio walked over with great interest.

The bookshelves had fallen dust, and it looked like no one had cleaned them in a long time.

Dior took out a book casually, dusted it off, and when he opened it, there were illustrations inside.

Dior understood the content of the book at a glance, and the general meaning was that Dior probably understood it.

It's like a book of religious mythology, recording the methods of immortality and immortality, including blood sacrifices, killing and killing gods.

Dio doesn't believe in these so-called books, after all, there are some things that have not been verified, can these people really become gods by killing people and sacrificing them?

Dior flipped to a book again, and there was something on it that made Dior interested.

The book says that in a certain corner of the world, there is a country where the legendary dead live, called "Elysium".

Dio knew that this was a Buddhist saying.

But that wasn't enough to keep Dio thoroughly interested, and what really made him tremble was the account of Elysium.

Legend has it that after the defeat of the Titans, the god king Kronos was exiled to the prison of the underworld, and after his release, he became the master of Elysium Island and ruled the realm of the dead.

There are really very few records of the Titan Gods in the Academy, and with the emergence of the successors of the Divine Chain of the Twelve Main Gods of Olympus, more people in the Academy began to set their eyes on the Titan Gods who were more powerful than the Twelve Main Gods.

However, in recent years, the detectives in the academy have searched for many ruins and found many amazing miracles.

Even so, they still didn't find anything connected to the Titans.

"Elysium... Elysium... The kingdom of the dead..."

These words lingered in Dior's mind, lingering like echoes.

"Dior, what are you doing sitting there, come over for dinner!"

Lu Yi brought a small table, put the food ready, and sat on his knees according to local customs, waiting for the meal to start.

"It's coming!"

Dio put the book back where it was, ran over, and sat down.

"You look at something so obsessively, I shouted at you a few times, and you don't pay attention to me!"

"Oh! are some accounts of myths and rituals. ”

"Is it Noshi?"

"It looks similar, but a lot of the content is very different from what we know, and it's not very credible!"

Dio didn't care much about it, but Lu Yi had his own plans.

The meals on the table are hearty, with meat and eggs, and the vegetables are all very fresh seasonal dishes.

The Wagyu beef was made into a steak by Lu Yi, fried just right, and the iron plate was covered with eggs and noodles, which seemed to imitate the practice of a Western restaurant.

"Then I'm going to eat it!"

Dior couldn't wait.

As soon as he stretched out a hand, the old man glared at him with his eyes, and Dio subconsciously withdrew his hand, as if he was afraid of him.

"The elders are here, and the elders say they can do it if they can do it!"

The old man lectured Dio in a loud voice, Dio lowered his head and looked strange,

Lu Yi's eyebrows raised, but he didn't say anything, and the three of them sat quietly for a while.

"Let's eat!"

Dior didn't start to do it until he saw Lu Yi do it, and he was very restrained from beginning to end, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was very depressing.

Dior was uncomfortable eating, and Lu Yi was not very refreshing.

The man ate quickly, and when he was done, he put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and glanced at Diolu.

"Are you done eating? I want the elders to wait for you to finish eating, how bad are you!"

Lu Yi almost choked after eating a piece of beef, patted his chest, and looked at the old man with a puzzled look.

The old man responded to Lu Yi with a blazing gaze, and the two looked at each other for a while.

Lu Yi couldn't help it.

"Teacher, aren't there too many rules!"

Lu Yi tried his best to calm his tone, they bought the dishes, they made the rice, and they brushed the bowls, and he didn't do anything. Didn't teach them anything.

You have to look at his face when you eat, Lu Yi didn't see so many rules when he was in Chiba's house!

Why does this old man talk so much!

"Do you have a problem?"

The old man looked at Lu Yi, and there seemed to be a sword-like determination in his eyes.

"Although you are a teacher, I still want to ask the teacher for advice, if you lose, teacher, please don't do so much in the future!"

Lu Yi felt that he was really right to call him a teacher, what a powerful person he was, to grovel in the hands of an unknown swordsmanship teacher?

"Do you want to challenge? Tomorrow, I'm tired today. ”

The old man stood up, and Lu Yi also stood up.

"Teacher, are you scared? The so-called disciples are not as good as the truth, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciples, even if you lose?"

"You don't want to come here to ask for advice, but you feel like you're kicking a jar. ”

The old man turned his head to look at Lu Yi, who raised his head and looked at the old man proudly.

They are all top students of Eden Academy, how many lives and deaths have they experienced, how can they be frightened by this old man's words.

"Please advise!"

Lu Yi bent down and bowed.

"Hmph, you can make any moves you want, use all the moves you can use, otherwise you will lose very badly. ”

The old man closed his eyes, his mouth moved, and his face was still full of disdain and indifference.

A smile flashed between Lu Yi's eyebrows.

If you really have to use all your strength, I'm afraid that half of Tokyo will be razed to the ground by the power of your thunder and lightning.

As long as you are a small thatched house, I am afraid that you will not be able to withstand even a lightning bolt of your own.

"You can pick your own weapon, or you can bring your own!"

The old man's restrictions on Lu Yi were very wide, and Lu Yi could almost use all his strength.

"In that case, it's offended!"

Lu Yi's fingertips slashed a trace of electricity, relying on the power of static electricity, he sucked a knife into his hand, waved his arm, and put on an attack posture.

The old man's gray eyebrows moved, the corners of his mouth raised an arc, and he learned from Lu Yi's appearance, and took a knife in his hand.

Lu Yi looked at the old man in surprise.

"Adept!"

Three words flashed in the hearts of Dior and Lu Yi at the same time.

"I see, no wonder I have such confidence, it seems that it should be driving some kind of force to achieve the attack, I have to be careful!"

Of course, Lu Yi will not relax his vigilance at this time, and the battle of the supernatural can often distinguish the winner from the loser with one move.

Lu Yi pushed the knife with the thumb of his left hand, pressed down the center of gravity of his body, looked ahead, adjusted his breathing, and slowly approached the old man step by step.

The old man shook his head and sneered.

"Laugh! I see you laughing?"

Lu Yi was a little annoyed in his heart, stepped forward and drew his knife, and slashed at the old man with a cross

The old man set up the sword to parry, Lu Yi's strength was extremely great, and the knives of the two collided in a quiet and dim environment with a crisp and loud sound, bursting with sparks on the ground.

Seeing that he couldn't make a move, Lu Yi turned around and hit the old man's chest with his left elbow, turned around with his body, and drew a one-word slash.

The old man took a step back, and the back of the sword parried Lu Yi's attack, and Lu Yi showed a dangerous smile.

"Go ahead!"

The electric current on the knife suddenly surged, and the two knives collided together, colliding with lightning and flint.

The old man snorted, and the sword was broken by Lu Yi's blow, and he took a few steps back.

Lu Yi took advantage of the victory to pursue, and slashed at the old man's neck with a sword.