"Boom ......"

When the sand fell to the ground like a waterfall, even if Lin Tuo lowered the altitude of the landing, it still made a loud roar.

This is especially true when the landscape tree with dirt falls to the ground.

"Hulala." Zoom in on the map to the extreme, then use transparent hands to plant trees with large chunks of dirt and level out the sand......

He thought about putting the pot directly, but the height was not suitable, so he had to toss it.

The only problem is that it is uncertain if this landscape tree will survive...... Well, even though it's only a few days in total, there's no need to mind.

But after thinking about it, he still used his body to take some water from the river in the distance of the sand table and build a lake to nourish the giant tree.

Because of the distance, across the vast wasteland, the tremors here were transmitted for a distance and then annihilated, and no one witnessed this strange scene.

However, as long as people rushing to the wasteland are close to the surrounding area, they will naturally be attracted to this shade tree.

That's enough.

Thinking of this, Lin Tuo carefully manipulated the clone to drag a wooden house and place it under the trees, which was built by the wasteland immigrants at the beginning.

When all this was done, he withdrew his hand satisfied.

"All that's left is to wait."

Thinking about it, Lin Tuo washed his hands in a good mood, pushed the door and went to Huaxi's room to check the progress of the translation, and then watched the little girl work seriously with a tense face, and her mood became more and more happy.

Translation is different from copying, and even if it is condensed, there is still a lot of content.

In order to conform to the characteristics of the times, Lin Tuo also deliberately requested the vertical arrangement to be used...... Not to mention the attention to detail of many of the wording.

In short, the speed is impossible to mention.

Even if Huaxi works hard, it is still the same.

After all, this is not a simple copy, Lin Tuo estimated the progress, calculated in his heart, and found that it would take at least a few days to complete the translation.

This speed is already overtime.

After getting this result, Lin Tuo returned to the sand table and looked at the monks who were extremely fast, and couldn't help frowning:

"It's too fast."

Yes, too fast.

He had only stayed at Huaxi for a day, and when he returned, he found that Qin Tianjian's team had come to the edge of the desert.

Although the carriage was no longer suitable for the rest of the road, and it was basically only possible to walk, considering the cultivators' physical strength and footsteps that were far beyond ordinary people, I am afraid that it would not take a few days for these people to arrive.

It would be a bit embarrassing before the translation was completed......

Partial birth, time can only be accelerated, not delayed.

"You really have to stop it." Lin Tuo thought with a serious expression, thought for a while, turned around and took out a very small electric fan from the drawer.

The pink ones are still small toys that I bought and put on my desk when I went to work.

There is a USB socket attached to the back.

"Well, that should be fine." Thinking about it, Lin Tuo sent the fan into the outermost light mask of the sand table, clamped it with the bracket that fixed the flashlight in the No. 1 sandbox last time, and plugged in the power bank by the way.

Adjust the angle and press the switch.

"Huhuhu~" The small fan hulala turned, and a gust of wind was sent into the wasteland.

……

……

"All candidates get off the bus and follow the line!"

The speed of the galloping horse with the blood of the demon clan is indeed amazing.

When Lu Tang was awakened from his slumber and jumped out of the car with the flow of people, he found that the sun on the western horizon had almost completely submerged into the horizon.

In the endless wasteland ahead, it looks particularly desolate.

"Carry supplies, keep up!"

After being stunned, Lu Tang was ordered, put on a backpack, and then joined the sheep-like candidates, followed the Qin Tianjian team led by Wang Xundao, and walked straight to the wasteland.

"So, this is really the case with the martial arts exam?" Someone muttered.

Some people couldn't help but say: "Aren't you grouped, everyone walks together?" So how do you get the rankings? ”

An official of the Qin Tianjian next to him happened to walk by, and when he heard this, he glanced at the candidate indifferently:

"Do you really think it's that easy to keep up with the team? A word of reminder to you, when you really hit the road, remember to seize all the time to practice and recover your strength, otherwise, no one will wait for you if you are left behind. ”

With that, the official turned around and left.

Lu Tang stood next to him and didn't speak, just glanced at the candidates of the same generation, and then looked at the wasteland in front of him.

The so-called wasteland is semi-desertified land, which is endless and unsuitable for plant growth.

In some areas, there are some dwarf plants and trees, but there are not many, and in some areas, they are covered with sand, and in others, they are simply bare rocks.

At this moment, the red sun is falling in the west, and there is a sense of grandeur and majesty.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly, let out a soft sigh, and saw that the front of the horizon seemed to suddenly darken, and the sky and the earth were cloudy.

"Sigh the law......" The horses also seemed to have a premonition of something, and they were restless.

The strong men of Qin Tianjian and many candidates also discovered the abnormality, and looked ahead in horror, and after a while, they saw a strong wind blowing up the sand and soil in the sky, coming towards them.

Ahead, Wang Xundao silently looked at the wild sand, fearless, and said, "Everyone, go!" ”

……

......The strange wind blowing from the north swept the sand and dust of the wasteland, and all of a sudden, even the vision was blurred.

Dozens of miles away from Qin Tianjian's team.

A white-haired figure had also stepped into the wasteland land, and immediately raised his hand, puffing up his vitality to resist the yellow sand, but the speed under his feet was also forced to drop significantly:

"Is it a normal celestial phenomenon? Or is it Haotian's test? His eyes flickered, and he stepped forward without further thought.

……

It was not only Qin Tianjian who stepped into the wasteland, nor was it only the white-haired demon clan, when the star map came into the world, many people or demons were attracted.

Not to mention the distance, but a large number of monks near the capital, who did not belong to the Qin Heavenly Prison, were also ready to move, carrying their bags on their backs, or in groups, or stepping into the wind alone.

Similarly, there are also some bold demon clans coming, but compared to humans, they are much less.

One is that the number is already scarce.

Second, just as the black-haired demon clan said, combined with the news before and after, if this is really an opportunity, it is probably also a human chance.

If there really is a "primordial demon slayer", then any demon who reaches the end of the wasteland will die without a place to bury.

In addition, even if you don't talk about these, it is already a difficult thing to face the elite of Qin Tianjian led by Wang Xundao.

Therefore, compared to humans, the number of demons entering the wasteland is rare.

"I don't know, how many will arrive."

Leaving the mountain study, Lin Tuo silently looked at the aether threads rising on the ground blown by the wind and sand, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

The wasteland is cold and bitter, and it is almost difficult for ordinary people to pass through, even if they are monks, they need to constantly cultivate, breathe, and recover their physical strength.

Thus, with the help of the Aether Thread, he could clearly grasp the location and progress of the monks.

……

In the next two days, Lin Tuo's life was very regular.

Huaxi is busy translating, copying books, and fulfilling every day.

Lin Tuo spent part of his time discussing the details of the translation with Huaxi, and in addition, he kept track of the progress of this group of people.

In line with the principle of preferring slow to fast, the fan keeps blowing.

The effect was also extremely significant, the speed of the entire team was greatly reduced, and in addition, from the distribution of the aether lines, he also judged that as time went on, people gradually began to give up and turn back.

Among them, especially those scattered monks, when the time came to the third day, even the ranks of Qin Tianjian began to appear disjointed.

……

In the wasteland.

"Rest in place!"

As an order came from the front, Lu Tang and other candidates were relieved, some fell, and some swallowed with water bags, and then cried miserably.

At this moment, the time is only the third day, but some of the candidates can't bear it.

Not only because of the eternal wind and sand, but also because, under the leadership of Wang Xundao, there is very little time to rest.

During the day, except for a few rests, the rest of the time, they were in a hurry, Qin Tianjian's elite grade was high, and his physique and will were strong, so he could naturally bear it, but many candidates could not withstand it.

High-intensity walking, at first, there are people who will talk against the wind and sand.

But by the end of the first day, they were too tired to speak.

By the third day, many people had reached their limits.

In fact, Lu Tang felt that if he hadn't followed the large army, half of the people might have given up on returning at the end of the first day.

It's so bitter!

I'm so tired!

The wind and sand constantly drain the water from the body, as well as the spiritual mind.

However, Qin Tianjian's team hardly cared about how the candidates were, they just walked to the point and rested at the point, and some people couldn't keep up and wouldn't pay attention.

Although so far, there have been no deaths as in previous martial arts exercises, and no one has even been injured.

However, the decline in physical strength and mental devastation began to make it difficult for some candidates with weak strength and temperament to bear.

No one in the team thought the trial was easy.

"I don't know how many people will survive in the end." Lu Tang thought, crossed his knees on the ground, pinched the water bag that had gradually dried up, was silent, meditated and rested, and recovered his strength.

After about a cup of tea, the order to hurry came from the front again.

Lu Tang opened his eyes and got up, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a cry:

"I don't compare! I can't walk anymore! I throw in the towel! ”

He turned his head and saw a candidate slumped to the ground not far away, and said to the Qintian Supervisor.

The monk's expression was calm, as if he had expected it, glanced at him, and then looked around: "Is there anyone else who wants to give up?" ”

There was a moment of hesitation, but no one answered.

The monk continued:

"The team will not stop, and those who want to rest can choose to wait here for the team to return and return to Beijing together, or they can turn back by themselves, and the ranking of the martial arts examination will also be entered accordingly."

After speaking, he turned around and left, without any mud and water, and the candidates who watched this scene were at a loss.

Lu Tang watched this scene quietly, and after a while, he continued to move forward with the team, leaving only about dozens of candidates hesitating, slowly falling behind, and finally stopped and stopped following.

Not long after, it is convenient to drown in the wind and sand.

Ahead, a young Qintian Guardian monk couldn't bear it a little:

"Leave them like that? Could it be a problem? ”

Another older monk spoke in a cold tone:

"Which martial arts exam is not more cruel than this? In the past, there were many candidates who died in the martial arts examination, were killed by beasts and demons, at least until now, they have not been killed or injured.

As for whether we can go back alive, this is not something we have to consider.

Some candidates really think that if they don't fight, it won't be a trial?

I think that this trial is better than ever, usually, there is an element of luck, but this time, it seems simple, but it can screen out the real good seedlings.

Whether it's physical fitness, or will. ”

After a pause, he patted the young monk on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:

"Let's go, this is a test for them, and why not for us? You know, in normal seasons, you have never seen such a big wind and sand in the wasteland. ”

"What do you mean......"

"Perhaps, this is the test that God has put on us."