Downton didn't expect this code to appear in fonts and talk to himself, and he was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to look up and observe the other people in the carriage, for fear of being discovered by them.

"Be calm!" Downton forcibly suppressed all mental activity, forcing himself to think about other things and divert his attention.

Only in this way can we be unfazed, otherwise we have to shout it out with ecstasy.

Even so, it alarmed Robinson, who had a keen sense.

"What's wrong?" Robinson opened his eyelids, glancing at Downton and the Codex in his hand.

"It looks like a bug bite!" Downton held back the action of putting away the Codex, and scratched his neck as if nothing had happened.

Items with wisdom, the lowest level of magic equipment is also perfect, and the auction price starts at least one million gold coins.

Even if Downton was an idiot, he knew the preciousness of the code in his hand.

It's a precious magic item that can make a poor man a millionaire overnight, and if the strangers in the carriage know about it, who can guarantee that they won't be greedy.

Downton had to be careful, losing the Codex was still a trivial matter, and it was a great tragedy to be killed and thrown into the wilderness.

"Sleep fast, recuperate, don't delay tomorrow's business!" Robinson warned, closing his eyes.

Fortunately, it was already late at night, and the people in the carriage were sleepy and sleeping, and they didn't bother to stare at him, otherwise such a close distance would definitely be exposed.

"Hmm!" Downton nodded, wanting to put away the codex, but he couldn't help it, and wanted to find out.

It's like knowing that a person has won a huge lottery ticket, and if he doesn't confirm it, he will definitely be restless.

"You have wisdom?"

Downton dipped his ink, hesitated, and wrote down the question.

The Codex didn't respond, but all the fonts Downton had just written, and the answers on the page, were gone.

"Be silent, then I'm going to scribble!" Downton's wrist flicked, and a beautiful line of writing appeared on the page.

"Nonsense, I'm the Ancient Magic Book, the greatest encyclopedia, how can I not have wisdom!"

It was as if an invisible quill was dancing, and gorgeous words appeared on the pages, leaving behind bright red ink, like a crimson flame, as if about to burn.

Although it is only a line of words, the noble and proud atmosphere still overflows the pages and rushes to the face!

"What kind of font is this? It's beautiful!" Downton praised from the bottom of his heart, "Every word is art, like a kind of civilization inheritance." ”

"Your appreciation is not bad, this is the Nethrel Demon Flame style, but it's nothing, I know a lot of styles, even the calligraphy of the Eastern Continent, I also have some involvement. ”

As if to show off, the second half of the sentence, every word, is a style that Downton has never seen, but there is one characteristic, which is gorgeous.

"Are you an aesthete?" Downton's face was expressionless, but his heart was shocked.

As early as the dawn era of 100,000 years ago, the magical civilization of Netherel has been annihilated in the long river of history, not to mention the ruins of the homeland, even the documents left behind, there are only a handful, and they are all preserved in the imperial library of the Plantagenet Dynasty, even ordinary dukes, have no chance to see it.

They are so precious that even a drop of ink is an irreparable loss.

"Hmph!" the Grimoire used a word to show disdain for Downton, "Commoner, you are so rude!"

"And what shall I call you?" Downton couldn't help but laugh, this book is really interesting.

"You can call me Lord Grimomy, or Master Homer, oh, don't write anymore!!" Homer taught Downton a lesson, adding a series of ellipses at the end of the sentence to express strong displeasure.

"And how do I communicate with you?"

Downton asked, and Homer was silent.

"Does it hurt you to write on the magic book?" Downton sighed after writing this sentence, and was about to end the conversation, he is not a person who is difficult for strong people, no, it should be difficult for strong books.

"No, it's just going to get dirty!"

Poof, Downton almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"That's also called a reason? Are you lying to me, those fonts can disappear!"

The Grimome was speechless, and after a few minutes, a sentence appeared.

"Okay, you've seen through it, I'm just troublesome and don't want to talk!"

The corners of Downton's mouth twitched, the character of this magic book was really unpredictable.

"Alright then, I won't bother you!" Downton wrote as he scribbled as he prepared to close the tome as his mind began to think about what it could bring him.

Jokes, listen to the implication of this guy's words, at least it is an item from the Netherriel era, if you don't squeeze it, it really can't be said, of course, Downton won't use any tricks, just exchange it openly.

"Wait, commoner, do you hate me by listening to your tone?" Hmph, as a nobleman, I can't lose my demeanor!"

"Xiexie, no need!" Although he wanted it very much, Downton decided to refuse, who knows if the Grimome was joking and teasing himself, so he replied, "You're not wrong, you don't need daoqian!"

"No, you are a commoner, and you are so generous, doesn't it seem that I am stingy?"

"Okay, you can send it!"

Downton was curious about how amazing the meditation method sent by the Magic Tome that even the Nethrel civilization knew!

"Not right now!"

"You're fooling me?" Downton almost spurted a mouthful of blood on the page, his face slightly gloomy.

"Commoner, watch your tone, Lord Homer has always been a promise!" the Grimome felt that he was being despised by it.

"Really?"

"That's true, eh, what's your string of question marks? Don't you believe it?" Homer was angry.

"Nobles shouldn't lie!" Downton deliberately provoked the Grimoiary, and broke his tongue.

"Well, actually, I've only missed my words once, yes, just once!" As if worried that Downton wouldn't believe him, Homer put an exclamation point that covered the entire page of the book in an affirmative tone.

"Whatever, it's okay with me anyway!" Downton thought he was going to move forward, ready to find out Homer's character first.

"Commoner, the vortex meditation method you are using now is good, and your own qualifications are also very good, as long as the magic energy is enough, you will soon be able to condense the soul seed. ”

"That's the meditation method that my sister gave me, it's very precious!" Downton's younger sister has outstanding qualifications and talents, and she has been competing for many tutors for half a year.

The Vortex Meditation Method was a gift from her current mentor, and she felt embarrassed that she didn't have anything good for her apprentice.

"Hey, ordinary people who have never seen the world, the Holy Angel Statue Meditation Method I gave you, although it can only be used after you enter the soul level, but it can increase the efficiency of your absorption of magic energy exponentially. ”

"Sounds amazing!" Downton stumbled, it seemed that Homer still had some family background.

"Hmph, of course, how can something that I, Master Homer, give away, be rubbish? Homer's pride was a mess.

"You're the first Xiexie!" Downton suddenly thought of another question, "What is the identity of that traveling merchant?"

"A commoner!" the Grimometry replied in the style of Homer.

Downton nodded, not suspicious.

The life of a traveling merchant is to buy a special item from one place and sell it in another, and it is that novelty to sell, although occasionally you will buy antiques and make a lot of money, but there are many times when you look away.

"I'm going to sleep, I'm so tired of writing this!" Homer was about to end the conversation.

"Wait, you can help me extend my meditation time?" Downton almost forgot the most crucial question.

"Inevitably!"

Homer's rightfully bland answer made Downton excited, and he knew what the effect meant.

"Weishenme, no one has noticed this magic effect before?"

"Because those fools can't appreciate the charm of the Demon Flame style, by the way, your words are terrible!" The Grimome has been sleeping, so all kinds of magical effects have been banned, and the soul fluctuations of Downton's meditation can be regarded as awakening it.

"I'm sorry!" Downton was ashamed, and made up his mind to practice calligraphy well, and it was a shame to be despised by a book.

In fact, Downton's handwriting is good, and most people are beaten, but compared with the erudite Homer, the scum is unsightly!

"I slept!"

After the three big characters were revealed, he closed it himself without Downton's hands.

Downton looked at the oversized magic book, put his palm on it, and gently stroked it, and those black dirt seemed to become more beautiful.

"It's not special!" Downton shook his head, the shape of this magic book is really terrible, and no one will pick it up if it is thrown on the road.

Unbeknownst to Downton, this was not the original form of the Grimoire at all.

Homer actually felt Downton's love for books, he really liked to read, and he could have become a poet, so he answered, otherwise even if he punctured the page, the Grimoire would not have paid attention to him.

Master Homer, but she exudes a literary atmosphere all over her body, and she never communicates with rough people!

Downton looked through the car window, glanced at the moonlight, and suppressed the idea of immediately doing whirlpool meditation, if Robinson and they saw that they could meditate for a long time, they would definitely ask, and when the time came, if they were not careful, something would go wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Downton calmed down, put the magic book into his backpack, leaned against the carriage, and began to rest, he was not a person who got carried away, he knew when and what to do!

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning poured into the carriage, everyone was woken up, and in the rough noise of the crows, everyone knew that the crow ridge cemetery had arrived!

Durham jumped out of the carriage and stretched, and the bumpy road made his limbs sore.

"This is the ghoul-infested Raven Ridge?"

Downton raised his eyes and saw a piece of land that had turned into black soil, mixed with rotten bones, rotting corpses, and some fat maggots wriggling, making people shudder.

"It stinks!" Tony pinched his nose, and although he hadn't entered Raven Ridge yet, the disgusting stench was already in his nose and made people sick to his stomach.

Will couldn't hold back, his face turned pale, he bent over, and spat out the sour water on the ground.

"Half an hour for breakfast, and then work!" Robinson took out a map and looked at it, his eyes flashing with excitement, "Gold, I'm here!"

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