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

If it was a card from the game of gods and demons, Wang Ge would definitely not be able to use it, but now it is just a kind of inheritance through words and deeds.

"Star Picking Hand..."

The moment Wang Ge closed his eyes, he seemed to hear the roar of the dynasty's will in his ears. He was outside the world, watching the mountains and rivers change for thousands of years, the stars come and go, and the sun and moon are shining in my heart.

Is this the feeling of holding the sun and the moon and picking stars?

It has come to this point. If I don't try, I will be too sorry for my time.

The clumsy star picking hand grabbed a star that didn't exist in reality, and it bounced away in an instant.

Wang Ge tried several times, but he didn't believe it, and found that he was not the descendant of the star picking and couldn't do it at all, but it was enough, just for the purpose of stamp collecting.

The Flower of Soul Life came in with a sly smile on his face: "Hehehe, I have a bold idea."

"What?"

"The royal candidate here must be matched with a descendant of Zhaixing. There are already 33 royal inheritors, but only seven Zhaixing. You and I will take down this dynasty."

The Flower of Soul Life said: "Isn't this better than us messing around and doing something else?"

Wang Ge shook his head and said: "No, this is our way after all, and we will leave eventually. A hundred thousand years will pass by, and by then things will have changed. It's too risky."

"Have you made a decision?"

Wang Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and stomped his foot on the ground. In an instant, a cage slowly rose from the ground. It was obvious that Wu Youde was in the cage.

"You have been following me for two years. Aren't you tired?"

Wu Youde was slightly startled. He thought he had hidden well. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother, you said you needed my help. I was afraid you couldn't find it."

The Flower of Soul Life looked at Wu Youde curiously, "Who is this guy?"

"A gravedigger."

"Feidexing Yanhua?"

Wang Ge nodded slightly. It should be about the same.

However, when he said this name, Wu Youde's pupils shrank suddenly. Although he concealed it well, how could he hide it from Wang Ge?

Seeing this, Wang Ge asked, "Do you know him?"

Wu Youde licked his lips, which suddenly became dry. His throat made a completely different voice from before, nervous and dry: "He is my grandfather's apprentice."

Wang Ge shrugged and directly untied the cage constructed by water, earth, and ice spells.

"Then it seems that we have the same origin."

Wang Ge pondered for a moment: "You also know why you came to this world, and I am no exception."

"You?"

As a prisoner, Wu Youde still reminded: "This, then, unless you can reverse the elements and plant the elemental tree, otherwise, otherwise..."

"Who said that the path I want to take is magic?"

Wang Ge glanced at him, and then said: "The first thing I want to do for you is, of course, in your inheritance, if you encounter the remains of my inheritors, don't dig them, and even replace the inheritance in other relics with mine."

Wu Youde's mouth was dry: "Then what?"

"Second, you and I will establish a sect, otherwise it will be unjustifiable, and the end of hiding in the city will be that no one will remember it."

Wu Youde thought for a while and figured it out. Although he would also leave a legacy, in order to keep the legacy going, the best thing is to lay down enough of his own relics that will last for 100,000 years.

"What about him?"

Wu Youde pointed to the flower of soul and life.

The Flower of Soul Life made a face: "This is none of your business."

"Third, other ways don't matter, the bald donkeys in Bailong Temple must be killed, not one left."

"I agree with this, those bald donkeys are really disgusting, the chaotic world has just settled, and the preaching is ridiculously fast."

After Wu Youde finished speaking, he deduced the feasibility again, and then slowly raised his eyes: "What way do you want to leave behind?"

As soon as the voice fell, the Flower of Soul Life slowly drilled into Wang Ge's body, and the two merged into one.

"You, you, you...this, mystery? How is it possible? Didn't you say that mystery is not allowed to come?" Wu Youde stuttered a little when he spoke, and his fat body trembled slightly. Mystery is not allowed to come. It is too contagious. Perhaps the power of this world has not been reconstructed yet, and mystery has swept the whole world.

The Flower of Soul Life poked out from Wang Ge's chest, revealing a sinister smile: "Hehehe, I'm going to eat you, little fat man."

"Ah!!"

A scream.

Wu Youde is afraid of ghosts.

After all, grave diggers are the most superstitious and are most likely to encounter these things.

"Okay, don't scare him."

Wang Ge waved his hand and said lightly; "We are not mysterious, it is just an avatar of mine, the inheritance I want to leave behind is..."

"Yes..."

Wu Youde has a chubby faceOn the top, the pair of clear and innocent big eyes looked at Wang Ge eagerly.

Wang Ge: "Arcane."

Bang!

This time Wu Youde jumped up directly.

Arcane, what the hell is arcane!

He now knows that there are countless gods watching outside. If he gets involved with arcane, his butt will be broken when he returns home.

Moreover, how to keep the inheritance of arcane?

Did he go to so many sects just to learn all those inheritances and then transform them into nutrients for arcane?

But it shouldn't be, how can a fourth-level arcane have the time and ability to do all this?

But now, he, Wu Youde, can only admit defeat.

So, soon, a sect called Aomen Dojo appeared, and at the same time, there were many public opinions about Bailong Temple.

People are ignorant, and they can change their cognition by setting up a random situation.

For example, in places where porridge is distributed to win the hearts of the people and show the boundlessness of Buddhism, the person in charge is killed directly, and then a few centipede monsters are caught and transformed into their appearance, and poisoned in the porridge. When other sects come to investigate, the centipede monsters show their true form.

For example, a convert brings a child with an incurable disease to the temple, but the Xiantian in Bailong Temple can only say "Buddha will bless you", and there is no way. After much entanglement, it is said that the heart is not sincere, but when it comes down the mountain, a doctor directly treats it.

Held a Dharma Assembly to bless all living things, but at the Dharma Assembly, hundreds of ghosts are rampant and snow falls in June.

…

Everyone who is still alive knows that someone has taken action against those bald donkeys.

And they have such patience and such means.

Seven messengers gathered together.

Jian Yi said: "That's good, but it's still a little short of the mark. After all, Buddhism really exists and has power, so there will be people pursuing it. In addition, Buddhist power comes too easily and is too simple to spread. Just read Buddhist scriptures and worship Buddha."

Wu Qianxue nodded slowly. He is still looking for Liu Zhengru, but he has realized that it is just a pseudonym.

Fu Qingtian whispered: "I called you here because Huang Wuji is ready to attack us. Next, there is a high probability that he will besiege the White Dragon Temple, so that we will appear together, and finally the dynasty army will rush forward."

Jian Yi frowned: "It's unlikely. There is still time. Even if the inheritors we are looking for are dead, there is enough time to train another batch. If he wants to attack us, Huang Wuji doesn't have the courage."

"Courage? He has plenty."

Except for some of the messengers, which of them has no gods behind them to resurrect?

Wu Qianxue snorted coldly: "I don't think he has the ability to swallow us all. Besides, Huang Wuji, do you really think that your surname is the king? It's worth our respect."

Jian Yi held the sword with both hands: "What is the way of the new sect's inheritance? Do you know?"

Fu Qingtian shook his head slowly: "I sent some spies in, but found nothing. There is our way inside, but it is not quite the same."

"There is no rush for the matter of the Aomen Dojo now. In this case, then respond to Huang Wuji's call and go to the White Dragon Temple."

...

Wang Ge captured a Buddhist cultivator from the White Dragon Temple. In order to solve the problem once and for all, no one dared to practice Buddhism. He had already used the "Dark Spread", but the question was what exactly did the "Dark Spread" of the Buddhist cultivator look like?

Devour the mystery of the Buddhist cultivator?

Wang Ge didn't have this ability. There was no possibility of magic. Even if it was a curse, it couldn't be specifically targeted at the Buddhist cultivator. Fearing that something unexpected would happen, he slowly thought about it and only the formation was left.

With the power of Buddhist cultivators as the foundation of the formation, and life as the core of the formation, the formation will be activated if one has the power of Buddhist cultivators.

The method is also very simple, because the power of Buddhist cultivators is not the power that this world should have, so it will appear very special, like an objective thing, so this formation is very simple, as long as it is defined as consuming and disintegrating the power that does not belong to this world, that's all, and by the way, disintegrate those powers into nutrients for the formation.

The rest is how to spread it, which is even simpler. Expand the range of the formation, and the power of Buddhist cultivators will naturally go wherever there is.

Wang Ge looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, a small formation plate. If he relied on himself before entering the game, he would still be a little powerless, but since he got some inheritance from Tiangongmen, it was easy.

Then, Wang Ge directly hit the formation plate into the body of the Buddhist cultivator of Bailong Temple, and then threw him at the foot of the mountain where Bailong Temple was located.

After reaching a deal with Wang Ge, Wu Youde finally started to work, arranging the Feng Shui of the ruins, waiting for the lucky person in 100,000 years to leave the ruins, and then be dug out by his successor.

The Flower of Soul Life was responsible for discrediting Lingshan, and also told Huang Wuji as "Hua Youxue" that killing the White Dragon Temple not only complied with the will of the people, but also eliminated the Buddhist cultivators and showed the power of the Yang Dynasty.Strict, consolidate the imperial power, and at the same time, kill many sects, it can be said to kill three birds with one stone!

Huang Wuji readily agreed.

Then, the Soul Flower of Life secretly told the news to several sects' envoys, letting them know Huang Wuji's plan.

Wu Youde, who was still arranging in a corner, trembled when he heard the news.

"Sure enough, you can't play with people with black hearts. You don't even know how you died."

"Sister Qianxue, Sister Juzi, Sister Yue'er, Sister Lanse, please forgive Youde for not being able to come to save you this time."

After muttering, Wu Youde raised the shovel again.