Game of Gods and Demons: The Mage is the eternal truth!

When he came out, he realized that the world had changed. The original ruler of this continent had abandoned everything, and there were many sects and religions.

"Waiter, bring a pot of good tea."

"Come on!"

When the tea waiter saw Wang Ge, he glared at him: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a few years. What have you been doing these days?"

"Me."

Wang Ge pondered for a moment: "There are so many sects, I just wanted to join one, but unfortunately, no one was willing to accept me."

"Then go to Bailong Temple!"

The tea waiter said mysteriously: "Bailong Temple, as long as you are willing to become a monk, you will not be rejected, and the Heart Sutra of Prajna is indestructible, and both internal and external practitioners are invincible in the world."

Lingshan Buddhist?

Although Wang Ge didn't know who the Buddha was, he knew that Lingshan was not a good thing.

Now even if he couldn't complete his mission, he couldn't let Lingshan get things done.

Wang Ge stroked his chin, and the voice of the Soul Flower came out from the bottom of his heart: "In terms of public opinion warfare, the rules do not say that other sects cannot be suppressed. It is correct to develop in the early stage, but in the last few years, it must be in turmoil. There was a TV series called something in your old days..."

The Soul Flower thought for a while: "I forgot what it was called, I only remember the siege of Guangmingding."

Wang Ge's mouth twitched, but the proposal of the Soul Flower was still feasible, especially now that Lingshan is so disregarding the rules and preaching so much, it will definitely become a thorn in the eyes of other messengers in the future.

Wang Ge pursed his lips and asked: "Xiaoer, why don't you go?"

"I."

Cha Xiaoer stood up straight and looked a little hunched: "At this age, what are you still pursuing? At best, you can only reach the level of an eighth-grade warrior. It's useless."

As for the classification of martial arts, Wang Ge knew something.

From the ninth rank to the first rank, there are Grandmasters and Grandmasters above the first rank, and the fourth rank is called Xiantian. The world standard of this world is only about the fourth rank at the moment. Those who can be called Xiantian are all messengers of gods who came here like himself.

Grandmasters should be at the peak of the third rank, and Grandmasters should be at the beginning of the third rank.

The ninth rank to the first rank should correspond to the various stages from 0 to 3.

"White Dragon Temple..."

Wang Ge thought carefully. It seems useless to go to Lingshan now and kill the bald donkey directly. The reason is very simple. As long as "Buddha" exists, "Buddhist cultivation" will be endless. If you really want to make Lingshan fail, you can only make it a street rat like the current timeline.

If possible, Wang Ge still wants to try the main task. Even such a powerful god is competing for this rare opportunity, which shows that it is of great significance.

What is my own way?

Arcane, the law of the world, all belong to me.

After coming into contact with magic, I learned what the arcane means to magic. It is the foundation of all things, the source of magic, and the progress.

A crazy idea appeared in Wang Ge's mind. There are only dozens of sects in total, and they are all the inheritances of those powerful gods. It takes nine years to learn them all. He should be eager to spread all the inheritances.

"How many sects are there on this continent now?"

Cha Xiaoer also smiled: "Sir, you are really interesting. Everyone likes to talk about the rivers and lakes, but you like to talk about the continent. At most, there were 33 sects with innate masters. Later, after some innate masters made enemies, the first turmoil began. Just half a year ago, there are only 23 left."

"Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Xiaoer."

"It should be, it should be, you take your time to taste it."

After the tea Xiaoer left, Wang Ge drank it all. Except for Lingshan, he could go to see other places.

After some inquiries, the nearest sect is called Lingjian Sect. It's obvious that it's the sword cultivation path. The next moment, the soul flower separated from Wang Ge's body. Excluding Lingshan, there are exactly eleven sects for one person.

"Then I'll take these eleven."

Wang Ge shrugged: "The rest belongs to me."

Lingjian Sect.

Wang Ge used the mirror flower and water moon to disguise himself. It was impossible for the fourth level to see it. The moment he stepped in, he felt a surge of sword intent, rushing straight to the dantian.

Although it is not allowed to bring items in, it seems that these messengers are carrying the will of the gods.

This is more like the simplest and most direct talent test. If you don't have talent, it's useless to come.

Wang Ge only felt a little stagnation and stepped into the Lingjian Sect.

The innate of the Spirit Sword Sect flew out instantly, looking at Wang Ge with surprise and joy. The outcome would be decided in 100,000 years, and the most important thing was to make the inheritance last forever. They only had nine years, so the most urgent thing was to find an inheritor who could fully comprehend the inheritance within the time limit..

The moment the man in front of him stepped in, the sword rang thirteen times, indicating a peerless swordsman.

Jian Yi looked at Wang Ge carefully and shook his head secretly.

No, this person has no sword heart, no sword body, and except for a slightly stronger mental power, he is mediocre. How could he be a peerless swordsman?

But it doesn't matter. He can't doubt the sword of destiny that God has implanted in his body to deal with this opportunity.

"What's your name?"

Wang Ge's face was not red, and his heart was not beating: "Mo Wulu."

"Okay, a good name. My name is Jian Yi. From today on, you are my last disciple. You can call me teacher in the future. In the future, you will inherit the position of the head of the Spirit Sword Sect."

Wang Ge opened his mouth. Is it that easy?

Does this mean that his talent for sword cultivation is actually not bad?

Or... taking the path of arcane, in addition to proving the way with force and the path of mechanics, as long as it is part of the "art", the talent is actually good?

As for killing Jian Yi directly, I might have had this idea in my heart, but now I don't have it anymore. They really have a backer, and no one knows what cards they have in their hands. Now I can't use any of the equipment I brought.

"Okay, teacher."

"Well, follow me, choose a sword first. The teacher will not teach you sword moves first, you show what you think is a sword move."

When I came to the sword library, I felt a space fluctuation the moment I stepped in. I thought it was another cheating. I saw a barren mountain that was three times similar to the Changge Xing statue, and the barren mountain was full of long swords of various shapes.

"This is what I commissioned Rongzhu Mountain Villa to cast. There are a total of 999 swords. It is the foundation of our Lingjian Sect. Only every sect master can come here to choose a sword."

If it is a hundred years, this is exactly one hundred thousand years.

Wang Ge felt dazzled. He didn't know which sword was good, but he seemed to have caught a glimpse of something extraordinary. Just as he was about to walk over, he was stopped by Jian Yi: "With your current strength, you can't step into it. Just tell the teacher which one you want."

Wang Ge pointed to a turquoise long sword. This sword was far behind and was blocked by many swords. It was not convenient to use mental power now: "The green one."

Jian Yi looked at Wang Ge in surprise. These 999 swords were actually imitations of the swords of some amazing sword cultivators, and this sword was the most bizarre, which was the sword of Emperor Hong, the Azure Blade.

Jian Yi pointed out one by one, and the imitation Azure Blade hummed for a moment, soared into the sky, and finally fell into his hands, and then handed it to Wang Ge.

"This sword is called the Azure Blade."

Wang Ge: ...

You don't even bother to change the name, right?

You think that everything that happens in this world can't be transmitted to the outside anyway, right?

Wang Ge stroked the long sword and nodded slightly.

Next, the sword led Wang Ge to an open space.

Wang Ge was not young, and the sword he showed to the public was almost at the sixth level. Since he came to the Spirit Sword Sect, it means that Wang Ge must have his own understanding of the sword. In order to embark on the sword path that best fits the "Tao" he represents, he must correct it.

"Come on, show the sword you think is your strongest."

Wang Ge closed his eyes, holding the Qing Cang Blade in his hand, and thought about which skill to copy.

Sanqing, slashing the gods?

No, no, if this slash comes out, it will be terrible, especially with the Qing Cang Blade, I am afraid that the gods watching all this will jump up and down.

Sword control, slashing dragon? Covering the sea? Slashing the sky and drawing the sword?

No, the sword control is too eye-catching.

After thinking about it, only Chang Gexing's "Divine Sword, My Sword!"

So, the spirit, energy and spirit slowly merged into one. This was no longer a difficult task for Wang Ge, but in Jian Yi's eyes, it was simply amazing.

According to the current division of this world, the three energies merged into one, and only a grandmaster could comprehend it.

The next moment, Wang Ge suddenly opened his eyes: "Divine Sword, My Sword!"

When the Qing Cang Blade was unsheathed, a terrifying sword light rushed straight into the sky. The power of a sword has entered the Grandmaster level!

Jian opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.

And Wang Ge shook his head secretly, why is it so difficult to imitate, not even one ten-thousandth of Chang Gexing's charm, although he has never been in contact with it, and he is not a sword cultivator, as for why he can cut out such power, it is naturally arcane.

In the past two years, Wang Ge has vaguely sensed a feeling from the "Arcane Prisoner Sky Finger", a feeling that as long as he wants to do it, he can do it. Although he doesn't understand what it is, and doesn't know why, he can do it.

It feels like it was created at random.

Wang Ge turned around and looked at Jian Yi, deliberately looking a little depressed: "Teacher, this is my strongest sword."

Jian Yi: ...

"Okay, okay, this is pure swordsmanship, relying on spirit, threeThe flower gathers at the top of the head, and the three qi combine to cut it out. There are no excessive skills, no excessive Tao. The future is promising, the future is promising, hahahaha! "

Jian Yi couldn't help laughing. Looking at other competitors, who can pick up such a treasure?

Three years, no, two years, he has the confidence to let "Mo Wulu" step into the innate!

"Next, I will teach you what a sword is."

Seven days passed.

Jian Yi was dry and dry. Seeing that Wang Ge had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, he couldn't help asking: "Do you understand?"

Jian Yi explained very well, all of which were the most basic things, what is a sword, and what is the sword.

Wang Ge opened his eyes: "Nod slowly, first cultivate the sword intention, find yourself, then cultivate the sword momentum, go forward, and finally the sword heart is clear, and enter the Tao in one day."

The moment the words fell, Wang Ge could not detect that a small flower began to slowly bloom on the real shadow of the arcane tree, hidden among thousands of green leaves.