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

At this moment, on the top of Qingyang Mountain, Bailong Temple.

Wei Lai sat cross-legged on a cushion, twirling a string of paulownia-colored Buddhist beads in his hand, muttering something.

"Abbot!"

A little monk rushed in, hurriedly: "Abbot, something big has happened!"

Wei Lai slowly opened his eyes: "Zhiming, you are upset."

The little monk Zhiming touched the back of his head, and now he didn't care so much, and said: "Abbot, the monks in the temple have a strange disease."

"Strange disease?"

Zhiming nodded: "That strange disease specifically eats the power of the Buddha, and many brothers have fallen back to the ninth level."

Wei Lai realized in an instant how this could be a strange disease. Although he knew it was difficult to gain a foothold here, he had to try it.

Wei Lai had already known that Huang Wuji had summoned the envoys to besiege the White Dragon Temple. There were believers of Lingshan lurking in the palace, but Wei Lai was not afraid. Even if his reincarnated body was at the fourth level, it was easy for him to deal with those little kids.

Coming to the room where the monks rested, Wei Lai's eyes burst into golden light. At the same time, a huge Buddha pupil behind him scanned everyone present, and then the golden pupil suddenly shrank.

It's not a curse, it's not a mystery, but a formation!

Wei Lai directly slapped a disciple on the back, and the power of the formation was directly dispersed, but it was useless.

"This method..." Wei Lai whispered, "You bullied me for not achieving the Lingshan fruit position. This cause and effect will be repaid in the next life."

This sigh meant that Wei Lai had no means to solve this formation.

Wei Lai thought for a moment and said, "Today, my White Dragon Temple has been slandered. All the major sects in the world, including the imperial court, believe that my White Dragon Temple and Buddha are the evils that stir up the world. If I am righteous, then Buddha is righteous. I, Wei Lai, swear by Buddha here that I have no intention of harming others and no intention of stirring up the world. I only wish to preach my Dharma and save the world."

Hearing this, many monks in the wing room burst into tears. They have realized something.

"Now, as the abbot, I announce that the White Dragon Temple will be disbanded. You all can go back. I hope that one day, my Buddha can reappear in the world, and one day, my Buddha can see the future."

After dismissing all the monks, Wei Lai returned to the main hall and sat down.

Those who were dismissed may survive if they are lucky, but most of them will die under the butcher's knife of those people.

Wei Lai whispered to himself: "Who is stirring up trouble behind the scenes and harming Lingshan?"

He closed his eyes slowly, and a shadow of Buddha appeared behind him.

If Wang Ge was here, he would recognize at a glance that he was the future Buddha, one of the twelve Buddhas of Lingshan!

"I see the future! The future is with me!"

In an instant, a picture appeared in his mind.

And above the temple.

"Lingshan, don't you want to give an explanation?"

The Buddha, who was still hiding in the mist, said: "This is the reincarnation method of Lingshan. It is not to suppress strength, just like the reincarnation of your gods, it is not to break the rules."

After these words came out, there was silence in the temple for a moment.

It is indeed not a violation of the rules, but in this way, those little kids will be miserable.

"This arcane magic... has muddied the waters too much. I can't even predict what will happen a hundred years later, let alone a hundred thousand years."

"Although the origin is unknown, if you kill Lingshan, you are a good comrade."

"Just this one trip."

The gods didn't care if Lingshan heard it, and continued: "Lingshan is desperate, and many people will die."

...

The Soul Flower returned to the room and saw that Wang Ge was still digesting the memories it brought. In the past few years, it clearly realized one thing, that is, only by building the foundation of all things can all things be created.

Just like creating a simple spell, if there is no spell foundation as support, the spell created is like a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, and it will fall apart at the touch.

This is why it cannot create the Arcane Prisoner of Heaven Finger.

"How is it going?"

Flower of Soul Life shrugged: "It's a small matter. The only surprise is that the bald donkey in Bailong Temple dismissed all the Buddhist practitioners in the temple, leaving him alone to face the siege of the major sects."

"Alone?"

Wang Ge frowned, waiting to die, or is he sure?

As for why they dismissed, as long as there is combat power, even if they want to dismiss, the brainwashed Lingshan Buddhist practitioners will not abandon Bailong Temple. There is only one reason, that is, his formation worked.

"Do you think he is waiting to die, or has other arrangements."

Flower of Soul Life thought for a moment: "You should not have heard of his name, his name is, Wei Lai."

"Future?"

Wang Ge's mind instantly appeared the smiling face of the future Buddha.

Is this the future Buddha when he was young?

No, it shouldn't be.

Wang Ge calculated that this should be the great time of Shenting and LingshanIt has been a while since the generation, and the struggle has subsided. In that era, the Lingshan Buddha was almost complete.

Then this bald donkey named Wei Lai is most likely the reincarnation of the future.

Wang Ge pondered for a moment. He didn't want to show up. Now only Wu Youde knows his existence. Of course, the purpose is to offend fewer people.

As for the final outcome, what will happen after 100,000 years? It was Wu Youde who dug their graves. What does it have to do with him?

What's more, in the past two years, Wang Ge has found two inheritors.

There is only one requirement for the inheritor, that is, the affinity of the nine systems. Although it is useless in this world, it is a basic condition for controlling all laws.

Next, what is taught is Wang Ge's superficial understanding of the arcane, and the inheritance of many sects today is analyzed from the perspective of the arcane. This is a thought, a way of thinking to analyze the problem.

All laws have their origins, and all ways have the same origin, which is caused by the rules.

It's like a directory. Any swordsmanship belongs to the root directory of swordsmanship.

After finishing all this, Wang Ge sighed slightly. This was the best he could do for the main task. If he failed, he would just treat it as a nuisance to Lingshan. It was not a loss.

Wang Ge raised his head: "Then call Wu Youde, and we will go and take a look. After all, we have to kill this future reincarnation."

Soon, the whole world moved.

Another year later.

The dynasty army was ready to go, and Huang Wuji led the team personally, ready to catch the mantis while the oriole was behind.

Many sects had their own ulterior motives, but everyone knew that someone was watching them from above, at least they did not choose to be a traitor and stand on the same front with the White Dragon Temple.

Wu Youde and Wang Ge, who were underground, watched everything silently.

Wu Youde said: "You are not from the Divine Court, how much hatred do you have with Lingshan? Isn't he just a bald donkey from outside? Is it worth it for you to kill him like this?"

"You don't understand."

Wang Ge thought for a moment, but still didn't say anything about the future. It is still unknown whether the identity of "Time Traveler" is a blessing or a curse. Even if he said something, Wu Youde and the gods behind him might not believe it, not to mention that the impact is too far-reaching.

Wu Youde's eyes rolled around. He learned that Lingshan had almost no activities outside since he chose to protect himself in the great era with the Divine Court, so he was so surprised to see Lingshan this time.

How did a fourth-level arcane who was only a hundred years old have such a big hatred with Lingshan?

Wang Ge asked, "Are all the people here human this time?"

"No, but humans account for more than half."

Wu Youde said, "Well, big brother, my good big brother, just tell me. I, Wu Youde, am the most tight-lipped and will never tell anyone."

Wang Ge glanced at the flattering Wu Youde, organized his words and said, "Lingshan covets the orthodoxy of our human race and wants to become a part of our human race."

"Huh?!"

Wu Youde's eyes suddenly bulged, and then he quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, I won't listen, you didn't say anything."

Although Wang Ge was a little curious about Wu Youde's reaction, he didn't ask much.

Wu Youde knew that Lingshan's karma was not so easy to get involved in. The elders in the family said that if you saw a tomb in Lingshan, you should turn around and leave, and you can't even enter, but he was also curious.

"What's my name now?"

"Uh... Wang Ge?"

Wang Ge shook his head: "No, my name is Mo Wulu, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Wang Ge was secretly thinking that he had offended the Buddha once before, so he didn't care about another future.

Although it was all in the past, at least Mo Wulu should not have met Lingshan yet.

As for the flower of soul life, it has become "Hua Youxue" to follow Huang Wuji, so as to avoid Huang Wuji being useless and a silver spear wax head.

"Here we come!"

Many sects, Fu Qingtian, Jianyi, Wu Qianxue, etc. all gathered at the foot of Qingyang Mountain.

After counting, there were a total of eighteen routes.

Fourteen routes were for the human race, and four routes were for others, including ghost cultivators, spirits, etc., and the leader seemed to be Wu Qianxue.

Wang Ge didn't meet many innates along the way, and Wu Qianxue was one of them.

"Wu Qianxue is very powerful?"

"Awesome, his family is the last orthodox Confucian and Taoist practitioner of the human race, but this path is getting harder and harder to follow. Since the Wu family's predecessors went into seclusion and no one knows whether they are still alive, the Wu family has not produced a successor."

Wu Youde said: "And this girl has long and white legs, ahem..."

Wang Ge: ...

Is the human race orthodox?

These days, Wang Ge has also learned about the classification and source of power of Confucianism and Taoism.

Wang Ge secretly said: "Anyway, what does Liu Zhengru's matter have to do with me, Wang Ge."

...

"Sister Qianxue, since everyone is here, let's go up directly, that bald donkey has been waiting for us for a long time."

"Yeah, I don't know why the monks of Bailong Temple were dismissed before, leaving me alone."

Fu Qingtian's face changed slightly. That method, no matter how you look at it, it comes from Tiangongmen. Others can't understand it, but he can see it clearly.

Although he is not afraid of taking the blame, he is afraid of not knowing who to take the blame for.

Wu Qianxue looked at Fu Qingtian: "Aren't you going to explain it? It's not good to hide after making such a great effort in secret."

Fu Qingtian took a deep breath and took a step forward: "I said I don't know, do you believe it?"

"You don't know either?"

The others said: "What's going on?"

So, Wu Qianxue told all the things that happened to all the Buddhist practitioners.

"Brother Fu, who else can do this kind of thing except you?"