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

Wu Youde walked around and found Fu Qingtian, the envoy of Tiangongmen.

"Hmm? Are you talking about the disciple named Lao Shu? It seems that his talent is limited, so I didn't pay too much attention to him." Fu Qingtian recalled carefully, and finally shook his head. After coming here, he read some inheritances that were not core to Tiangongmen, and then meditated for several days and left. "What's wrong with you?"

"It shouldn't be."

Wu Youde muttered in a low voice. No one would come to join in this kind of excitement without any benefits.

Moreover, if it wasn't for the ultimate goal, who would be willing to stay in this broken place for ten years? The fourth level of ten years is very precious.

Wu Youde said: "Let me make a deal with you."

Fu Qingtian seemed to have guessed it long ago, and slowly said: "Okay, but I want 80% of Tiangongmen."

"Hey, hey, hey, you are not dreaming, right?!"

Wu Youde jumped up directly, 80%, 80% is a ghost, the benefits are not divided like this.

"Then do it yourself." Fu Qingtian seemed to be sure of Wu Youde, "I am the inheritor of Tiangongmen, I am not afraid of you anyway, not to mention, this is a job that offends people."

Wu Youde was about to say something when he remembered that man!

What on earth did he come to Tiangongmen for?

"Ahem."

Wu Youde said: "Then let me think about it."

Fu Qingtian shrugged: "Well, but so many people have died outside, don't die."

"Don't worry, who can catch me if I want to run?"

Wu Youde patted his chest, then whispered in Fu Qingtian's ear: "I think it was those bald donkeys who pushed the storm behind the scenes, you have to be careful."

"Bald donkey? Bailong Temple?"

Fu Qingtian pondered for a moment. Tiangongmen did not participate in the previous melee, so naturally he didn't care about the cause.

When Fu Qingtian looked up, Wu Youde had already disappeared.

Wu Youde sat cross-legged on a big rock, patted his belly, and scratched his chin: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, why did that guy go to Tianren Sect again, to steal things?"

"No, there's nothing to steal."

...

Stepping into Tianren Sect, Wang Ge took a glance and knew that this was actually the inheritance of Renzong's sword-controlling technique, but it was relatively superficial, not even the first volume was complete, at least not complete now.

After Wang Ge stayed for seven days, he found that there was no gain and went directly to the next target.

Wu Youde followed all the way, and when he saw the two words "Confucian Sect", he patted his forehead. What on earth is he doing?

That guy is ridiculously strong. With the current innates, maybe the number of people who can beat him can be counted on one hand.

The so-called Confucianism is actually not much different from what Wang Ge saw and thought, and it is not much different from Liu Zhengru's path. It is nothing more than literature to carry the way, verbal criticism and writing, literary mind to train courage, etc.

But, what is the way?

Literature carries the truth, what is the truth?

If I record the truth of magic, does it count as "literature" carrying the truth?

If you think about it this way, isn't it an alternative series of Origin Mage quests?

Confucianism is like swordsmanship. It takes a very long time for Wang Ge to truly understand it, but it is not difficult to learn by analogy.

Wang Ge recalled the book of Pei Silifu. If Hong Lin's signature is the chain of truth and the tenth element, and Kong Qian proves the truth with force, the combination of power and arcane, then Pei Silifu is more like a scholar, but that book records his understanding of arcane.

So, attempts began again and again.

The first attempt was to record magic in words, try to record meditation in words, and try to integrate the understanding of magic into meditation.

When I first joined the game of gods and demons, the most troublesome thing was to find meditation.

That was the precious crystallization of the predecessors of the mages. Later, due to the emergence of arcane meditation, Wang Ge only focused on moving forward and never collected and organized the meditation method.

But how can words record arcane, record the structure of spells, record the flow of mana and elemental manipulation?

What's more, there is no such way in this world, so what's the use of recording it?

So, Wang Ge changed his direction and recorded how he saw the way of swords, the method of heavenly craftsmanship, and the formation from his own perspective.

The moment the first page was completed, a strange aura surged out and rushed straight into the sky!

"What the hell?!"

Wu Youde, who had just drunk a sip of goat milk, sprayed it all over the place, then wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at it all in disbelief.

Confucianism is not Taoism. Confucianism and Taoism are the exclusive paths of the human race. In the beginning, it was the human race's learning of knowledge. The summary is the interpretation of the great way of the human race, but this is ultimately limited. The world is not static. The fifth level of Confucianism and Taoism is the end. From the sixth level onwards, it can no longer be confined to a small place.Above the literal meaning of "Confucianism".

Anyone who follows Confucianism and Taoism almost all starts from the orthodox path of the human race. When they reach the end of the fifth level, they start to consider other things.

"It should be Sister Qianxue in the Confucian sect. She can make such a fuss at the fourth level?"

When Wu Youde saw the countless sword intentions mixed in Confucianism and Taoism, and the one that soared into the sky, he muttered in disbelief: "No, no, it's not Wu Qianxue, how can she have this ability... Could it be that guy? That's too outrageous, isn't this stealing the food that others have already fed to their mouths?"

When Wang Ge came back to his senses, he found that the mana, energy and spirit consumed by writing were more than he had cast three forbidden spells.

Since he knew what Confucianism was, there was no need to stay. As for learning the basics of "Confucianism and Taoism", Wang Ge felt that it was unnecessary.

Besides, with his half-understanding, it was amazing that he could write this page.

At the moment when Wang Ge left, a woman in a green robe and with flowing green hair appeared at the door of the room where Wang Ge stayed.

Wu Qianxue frowned slightly, the person had already left.

Who is this guy? Is he a sword cultivator from the past in this world?

Or can a Confucian Sword Immortal appear in this world?

Wu Qianxue's brows were furrowed deeper and deeper. Before the fourth level of Confucian cultivation, they were all on the path of immortals. From the fifth level, if they still wanted to follow the path of their ancestors, the competition would be fierce. To inherit the unique skills of the past saints, to open up the future of the human race, to condense the crystallization of the contemporary human race, that is the orthodoxy of the human race, there is only one, the inheritance is eternal, and it is an existence that cannot be touched.

And she, Wu Qianxue, originally wanted to be a Confucian Sword Immortal, but unfortunately she was only at the fourth level, and it was not at that time at all.

"Hi, Qianxue."

Wu Qianxue slowly turned around, staring at Wu Youde with sharp eyes: "Hey, do you know who that person was just now?"

"Hehe, how could I know? I only came here because I saw something strange."

Wu Qianxue took out a wooden brush and drew a prison on the ground!

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you fighting just because you don't agree with me."

Wu Youde directly drilled into the ground, and found that he couldn't do it anymore, so he took out a shovel and hit the ground twice: "Look at me, the invincible little whirlwind!"

After shrinking into the ground, he stuck out a head: "Sister Qianxue, what did he do to you? Could it be, cough cough."

"It ruined my Taoism!"

Wu Youde quickly shook his head: "Cough cough, I don't know him, I don't know him, sister Qianxue, come on, call me when you get in trouble, I'll definitely come to help you when I'm free."

After Wu Youde left, Wu Qianxue slowly showed a clear smile: "Forget it, everything is still in time, Liu Zhengru... Liu Zhengru, right? Don't let me catch you after you go out."

On the temple.

The gods who wanted to run away after a few glances were sitting quietly.

It was impossible to take action. I don't know how much effort it took just to get the ticket given by the will of the world tree.

"Have you asked?"

"I asked, but they all said they didn't notice."

"It doesn't matter. He is destined not to become a god in this era, and if he can't become a god, he won't live to the next era. At most... he will mess up this matter."

The gods nodded, and Lingshan Buddha opened his eyes. Even though there was only a layer of mirror flowers and water moons between them, he could feel that this kid seemed to have the great cause and effect planted by Lingshan, but how could this be possible? !

One by one.

Wang Ge left a total of ten names.

Sword, Tiangong, Confucianism, Art, Natural Way...

In a flash, two years have passed.

Wu Youde didn't take anything, he just chased Wang Ge. Wherever Wang Ge ran, he casually set up a few Feng Shui bureaus on the spot, waiting for someone to fall into the trap later.

Wang Ge's final goal was the dragon vein of the palace and the trend of the dynasty.

After entering, I realized that it was the art of controlling people and the world, nurturing dragon veins, and competing for the luck of heaven and earth. It is the place with the most inheritance after visiting so many places so far, and there are two main inheritances.

One is called the sun, moon, and stars, the wonderful law of heaven and earth, which is actually to borrow the power of the world to communicate with the will of the world and stand together. Of course, it also includes many aspects.

The other is the star-picking lineage that Wang Ge is familiar with!

"What's your name?"

Wang Ge said bluntly: "Zhang San! I would like to join the star-picking lineage."

The person headed by the star-picking lineage looked up, and seemed a little surprised. If he chose another lineage, he would have the hope of sitting on the dragon throne, the opportunity to become the common master of the world, and the opportunity to become the moon surrounded by stars: "Hmm? Good."

When Wu Youde was showing doubts, another person passed the assessment outside and entered, naturally the flower of soul life.

"What's your name?"

"Ahem, Hua Youxue, I choose to be a member of the royal clan."

Star-pickingThe Xiantian, who was the leader of a lineage, felt that it was normal.

If there were ten people, and one of them chose him to take the star, it would be disrespectful to the throne.

If it weren't for their lineage, he would have to be a supporting role, and he wouldn't be so noncompetitive, lest a traitor appear and directly sit on that position, and all the efforts would be in vain.

It's just that this name... doesn't it look like a man?

Seeing this, Wu Youde also walked in.

"Que De, what are you doing here?"

Huang Wuji looked at Wu Youde and sneered: "Why, you still want to dig the pulse of the world? It's not that I look down on you, it's that you really don't have the ability."

"No, no."

Wu Youde curled his lips. Although he could dig anything, it was precisely these guys who couldn't dig, because they stood with the will of the world, and digging was equivalent to digging the roots of the will of the world.

"I just thought that it's fun here, so let me join in the fun."