Ling Yi didn't know how the maid reported to the old monster, anyway, after waiting for a while, the maid came to open the door tremblingly.

"I'll show you the way, and the master is waiting for you in the study?" The maid said cautiously, her attitude was quite reserved, and she really didn't know what the old monster told her.

"Then I'm bothering you."

Ling Yi replied casually, his gaze swept around from the furniture and hall furnishings, and at first glance he had no intention of actually carefully observing whether there were any magic fluctuations.

Anyway, it's also the enemy's lair, even if the servant and the master are not there, but there is an old magician who has lived for hundreds of years, and it is really unscientific to make some adjustments in his own home.

Under the guidance of the maid, Ling Yi came to the study where an old monster was.

The quiet hallway, although there is a bright light overhead, makes people feel a bleak and gloomy atmosphere.

"The master is inside. So, I'll quit first. At the door of the study, the maid bowed respectfully and left.

Ling Yi wordlessly raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

The knock on the door passed through the door, as if sinking into the sea, without the slightest response.

It's very abrupt --

"Come in." A hoarse, utterly non-human voice sounded.

Ling Yi raised his eyebrows, opened the door and walked in.

The interior of the study is very empty, and the area is almost the same as a living room, or even larger.

However, there is very little furniture, an old desk, a small bookcase, and two single sofas make up the overall furnishings, which to be honest is very inconsistent with this empty space, giving people a cold impression.

It is also worth mentioning that there is no light in the study, and the only light source is the moonlight that spills in from the window on the left, and the desk and bookcase on the right are dim.

On the couch bathed in the moonlight, there was a man sitting.

But from Ling Yi's point of view, he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, I don't know if it was coincidental or deliberate, the part above the neck was hidden in the shadows, which inexplicably added a bit of mystery and weirdness.

Even so, when Ling Yi saw the slender figure, he had already confirmed the identity of this person in his heart.

"Sit down." The owner of this villa, the rickety old man in front of him, made a hoarse voice.

Ling Yi sat across from him and said, "You don't seem surprised, Jian Tong Dirty Inkstone." ”

The tone was a little surprised.

The battle on the side of Warehouse Street in the port of Weiyuanchuan, this old guy should not be unaware. In this very special situation, the sudden visit of a master who can't help but say that it is obviously not as simple as a simple guest.

"Boom, the old man can understand what you're thinking. If the old man says this, I don't know if you believe it or not? The old magician, who had lived for more than a hundred years, laughed.

"I don't believe it." Ling Yi lightly spit out these two words. As a qualified tactician, he naturally has some understanding of the confrontation in language conversation, although he is not a good negotiator, but not being moved by other people's words is also one of the necessary qualities of a tactician.

"Well, that's what I said. Even the old man himself didn't believe this, but this is a fact, just a few words like this, the old man can understand-"

Ling Yi suddenly frowned, and noticed that gaze that seemed to be licking all over his body fell on him, and he was immediately a little unhappy.

The old guy's gaze felt like he was looking at a work of art.

And it's not just a work of art, it's a work of art that deserves to be praised by others.

"Do you know that you can't get the Holy Grail? If that's the case, I'd like to praise the wisdom. ”

Ling Yi's attitude was lukewarm.

"Excuse me, leave this aside for the time being. What the old man wants to say is that we are actually the same kind. Even if the surface is different, the nature is the same. ”

"What do you mean?"

- Whatever it takes to get to a certain end. Isn't it? Although this is also the way magicians survive, the degree to which we can do it is not comparable to that of ordinary magicians. They are human beings who call themselves aliens, and we are magicians who call themselves aliens, can you understand the difference? Excellent juniors. ”

Ling Yi fell into a wordless silence, but there was not much shock or panic in his heart, but he simply felt puzzled, could this old guy see his secret?

It's not just as simple as transplanting a treasure, but becoming the inheritor of a mythical civilization, a group of agents of the malicious aggregate of the universe that made Shijie crazy and collapsed.

If the insect magic of the Kirichi inkstone is called a spell, then what he inherited is a forbidden art.

Yes, forbidden knowledge, a mystery that no one can understand.

At this time, the dirty inkstone of the Tong Tong spoke again, and the tone was full of regret.

"It would be great if you were born in the Jian Tong family, although the old man doesn't care much about the family inheritance, but it's rare to meet an excellent junior, and it's always a pity not to say anything."

"So, what the hell are you trying to say?"

After listening to it for a long time, Ling Yi felt that just he was sighing, there was no substantive content at all.

"Now, young man, would you like to be the heir of my Kiriri? The old decay can't see the history of the family from you, that is, it is only about three generations at most, and even the magic mark is not constituted, so it is not unacceptable for you to join other families. ”

"Huh?"

Regarding the sudden invitation of Jian Tong Dirty Yan, even if Ling Yi was fully mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

What's going on?

He was a strange lord, and in less than ten minutes after the first conversation, he sent out a family invitation and qualified him as an heir. You must know that the older the Demon Dao family, the more conservative it is, but this is because their bloodline has reached a certain level of purity, and it is not difficult to choose a successor.

But if you think about it carefully, the Matong family is different from the ordinary Demon Dao family, although it also has a centuries-old heritage, but because of some inhumane factors, it is now heading for the road of decline.

Sooner or later, it will one day completely become an ordinary family.

In this case, it was not surprising that Jian Tong Dirty Yan would make this decision, but Ling Yi didn't believe that this old guy was so kind and generous, and he didn't look down on the magic inheritance of the Jian Tong family.

The problem of poor magic physique, which was originally a headache, was also solved because the magic circuit completely disappeared.

Human beings can't touch and understand the knowledge of that civilization - because of this conclusion, after transplanting the Luo Annihilation City textbook, Ling Yi also accepted the baptism from this knowledge, and his physical body has undergone a metamorphosis, without using magic circuits, as long as the blood circulates and takes a breath, magic can be generated, which is a 'magic heart' of a different dimension than a magician.

And this is also one of the original effects of the Luoyan City Textbook.

In other words, the current Ling Yi, except that he has no treasures, no specific parameters, and has a materialized body, is no different from the Heroic Spirit at all.

No worse than the dead Gilles de Les.

(As long as I can see the steady rise of recommendations, clicks, and favorites every day, I'm satisfied, and I can keep updating)