Time passed imperceptibly, and the sky blue, which was about to expire in two years, brought Wuhuan to a desert. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Instructor Lan, what kind of special program is it today?" Wu Huan asked, in the past two years, the Blue Club has arranged a bunch of "programs" for Wu Huan every once in a while, so that Wu Huan can deeply understand what the whole process from heaven to hell to earth is.

"I'm still quite satisfied with your cultivation progress, and the selection of the Interstellar Youth Dao Conference in the outside world is about to begin, which means that the time for you to get out of the tower is almost up. You don't need to train anymore today, I'll give you a test, survive in this desert for seven days, whatever method you use, try to survive!" Lan pointed to the desert in front of him and said to Wu Huan.

"Survive for seven days, it's so simple, you won't be so good!" Wu Huan questioned, this desert seemed to have a harsh environment, but compared to Wu Huan's previous cultivation, it was already a vacation.

"Simple, joke, look into the distance!" Blue said, pointing to a black dot bump in the distance.

At this time, with Wu Huan's eyesight, it was clear within ten miles of a hundred miles, Wu Huan Yun looked at the black spot in the direction of Lan pointed with his eyes, and after seeing it clearly, Wu Huan was frightened, it was a giant snake-like creature According to Wu Huan's estimation that the part that exposed the surface was at least a hundred zhang long, at this time, the serpentine creature was writhing wildly, burrowing into the sand from time to time, and then suddenly jumping out.

"You may not be able to see clearly here, come with me!" Lan Yi waved his hand and flew directly with Wu Huan, and instantly came to the place where the creature was. At this time, Wu Huan saw clearly, which was a serpentine creature that was a big bug at all, or the most violent and terrifying sandworm in the Western Desert that Wu Huan had seen in the academy library, with a long and thick body like arthropods, and a round giant mouth that occupied ninety percent of the entire head was a circle of gear-like fangs. At this time, the sandworm's body was crawling with countless fist-sized yellow-brown sand ants, and the two most terrifying creatures in the desert were engaged in a great fight. It is not yet known who will kill the strongest individual against the strongest group.

"This desert is called the Desert of Death, and it is the edge of the desert after you first come out of the forest. There is everything in the desert, what you have to do is live for seven days!" Lan said as he looked at Wuhuan.

"Eh, may I ask if I didn't agree to accept your training last time, you said that you would throw me into the desert, wouldn't this be it?"

Lan smiled and said nothing, Wu Huan had already scolded him in his stomach. The sandworms just now are at least invincible below my realm, and those sand ants will definitely die if they encounter it, if all the creatures in the desert are like this, they don't have to mix, wash them and invite them to a big meal!"

"You shouldn't have spent the past two years in vain, right?" Lan said this and then disappeared, leaving Wuhuan alone to start his seven-day survival journey.

Soon after the blue disappeared, Wuhuan desperately stayed away from here, and the sandworms and sand ants were pinching each other ten miles away, and he didn't want to be affected! What bothered Wuhuan now was not food and water, since the spiritual light realm, the cultivator's dependence on food and water and the like had been reduced to a minimum, and it was no problem not to eat or drink for ten days and a half, the problem was the creatures that lived in the desert.

The more extreme the place, the more aggressive the creatures are, and during the day, some light-averse creatures are dormant deep underground, and at night they are miserable, and these creatures are very sensitive to temperature.

That night, Wu Huan was chased and killed by a group of sand scorpions, because under the butt where Wu Huan was sitting happened to be the nest of these sand scorpions bigger than the bus, they only had the breath of life at the moment of movement, and Wu Huan always thought that he was sitting on a stone.

Desert creatures have always been very good at camouflaging as dead things, using Yuan Force around Wuhuan to resist the scorching sun and heat above their heads during the day, and they must always be on guard against snakes, insects, rats and ants that suddenly emerge from the sand. Wu Huan walked in the desert with a layer of Yuan Li cover, which attracted the chase of creatures like a bright moon hanging high in the air in the middle of the night, and even attracted the sand worm to watch, if it weren't for the movement of the sand worm fluctuating too much, Wu Huan ran fast, he might have become a good meal for the sand worm.

In the end, Wuhuan had to hide the fluctuations of his own yuan power, walk with his body, and bury his body deep in the sand and stones at night, isolate his own temperature and restore his strength. Sometimes, during the day, the body can't resist the heat, and the cave is either a snake nest or a bat cave, and it is chased all the way.

But the longer he walked in the desert, the closer he got to the core of the desert, the mountain road was more and eventually met the tiger, and in the last period of the seventh day, Wu Huan was almost devoured by a giant sandworm, and was lucky enough to survive the arrival of the blue under the premise of squeezing out his own potential.

"You're lucky kid to make it to the end of time. How about it, the desert is fun, do you want to continue!" Lan gloated.

"It's okay, if you continue to play, your life will be gone!"

"What's the matter, Hidden Form, Desperate Blow, Hurricane at the End, Endless Glory, and the End of the Road are easy to use!" Lan has been watching Wu Huan's escape process for the past few days.

"It's quite useful, how do I feel like you're cultivating assassins!" Everything Lan said was the skills he had instilled in Wu Huan from time to time in the past two years, and even the skills of smelling incense and identifying poisons, tracking the end of the world, and so on, had also taught Wu Huan.

"Only those who survive are victors, and if you die, everything has nothing to do with you. Besides, this sect is originally a sect that mainly cultivates assassin killers, and it is a killing sect, so you can only be a killer, and you are still a little short of being an assassin. Lan commented on no Huandao.

"Is there a difference between a killer and an assassin!" Wu Huan felt unnecessary for Lan's evaluation.

"No, the killer and the assassin are two ways, don't make a mistake! Although the essence is killing, the process is different, the assassin can be a killer, but the killer cannot be an assassin. There is no difference in essence whether a knife or a gun is used when killing, but the killer kills for the sake of killing, and the assassin kills for the sake of the Tao. Lan Surong said.

"Is there a difference?" Wu Huan, the assassin and the killer that Lan said, really couldn't understand.

"You are not an assassin, so you can't understand the way of an assassin, the starting point of your cultivation is to forge and refine, which dooms your way to not be a way of war, not a way of killing, not a way of law, but a way of creation, which is also the most ethereal one. Lan didn't expect Wuhuan to understand what he was saying.

"Why do you talk more and more mysterious, how come there are so many Dao, aren't we cultivating the law, how can we get involved in the Dao?" Wu Huan was a little stunned by Lan Shuo.

"You are now cultivating the Dharma, but these Dharmas form the foundation of your cultivation system. These Dao questions can only be touched by you after you transcend the Tongtian Realm, so I don't bother to tell you!" Lan turned his face in an instant, and his face changed faster than turning a book, leaving Wu Huan speechless.

"It's really a way, it's very good!" Wu Huan muttered to himself as he sat down cross-legged to repair his injuries. After two years of hellish cultivation, Wu Huan can be regarded as truly controlling the surging cultivation in his body. It would be good if he could reach the Manifest Triple Rank now at most at his normal cultivation speed, and it would take at least ten years to cultivate to the Manifest Saint Sixfold, and it could be said that Lan had already saved him eight years. In half a month, I will go to Zhongdu to gather and set off to participate in the competition in the Huayu plane, one of the top ten super planes, as long as I give Uncle Ou's things to that person, that person can help me find my way home. Thinking of this, Wuhuan's mouth was hot, and after he went back, he stepped into this colorful cultivation path with all his heart. During the cultivation period, Wuhuan consciousness sank into the deep meditation space again, and continued to challenge those soldier soul combat skills, but the result was still very miserable.

"Funny boy, I don't know how you practice. Ye Ge's twenty years of hard cultivation of the Shura battle spirit actually caught up within a year, maybe you are really suitable for cultivating this set of peerless learning!" Lan muttered to himself while Wu Huan was meditating deeply, even with Lan Zhi's ability, he couldn't see through Wu Huan's Soldier Soul Fusion Meditation Method.

While Wuhuan was still meditating deeply, the entire continent ushered in the biggest event in a hundred years, and the selection battle of the Canglan Plane began. As early as a few months ago, the young people under the age of thirty in the mainland began to gather in the middle capital as the destination, this time it is different from the last academy competition, this selection battle is to gather the youth of the whole continent, including all the masters who have graduated but are not yet thirty years old, whether you are a sect, a family or a casual cultivator, you can participate, the scale is more than ten times larger than the academy competition. For the Wuhuan four who took four places in the academy competition, many sect heirs were quite disdainful.

At this time, everyone who was cultivating in various parts of the mainland had left the customs, Ji Dong, whose hair had turned all fiery red, stepped out of the mysterious space where he was retreating, and a scar stretched across the left side of his face to look more domineering, and Rhine, who ran wildly with a bad body, saluted and said goodbye to the old man in Mai, and the more elegant and sunny wind soared between the mountains, Gaier, who had been sitting motionless on the top of the mountain for three months, got up and went down the mountain, Mo walked out of the black pond, and the Lingxiao Tower, which had been closed for two years, opened three figures and walked out......

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