Luo Ling walked to the window, looked at the blue sky outside the window, his starry eyes gradually deepened, and then asked, "Has Uncle Wu ever left the wasteland?"

Wu Cangdao shook his head and said with a depressed expression: "When I was young, I thought about getting out of the wasteland, and I tried, but I didn't succeed, and I almost died, and then I didn't have this idea. ”

The edge of the Salu Wasteland is either connected to the Death Desert or the Ocean, or it is an endless mountain or abyss, and the cultivators below the Yuanhai Realm want to surpass it, which is the iron law summed up by countless predecessors in the wasteland with their lives.

It is not easy for people other than Sahoo to come in, take Lin Xiao as an example, he is only in the Yuanquan Realm, and it is not realistic to go to Longpan Mountain alone, but if there is a fifth-order fierce bird golden-tailed Peng Eagle to escort him, then there will be no problem.

Luo Ling said: "Even the chief leader of a big clan like Uncle Wu can't get out of the Sa Hooligans, and it is even more difficult for ordinary people, which is probably the main reason for the backwardness of the martial arts level of the Sa Hooligan Wasteland." It's time for a change ......"

Wu Cangdao instantly showed surprise and wondered: "Change, I'm afraid it's difficult, right?"

"It's man-made. Luo Ling smiled, meaningful.

Wu Cangdao was even more surprised, "What do you mean by ......?"

Luo Ling smiled: "Won't I just walk out of the wasteland? as long as one person walks out, there will be a second and third ......."

Wu Cangdao shook his head again and again: "Virtuous nephew, a genius like you, don't say that you are a hooligan, even if you look at the Xiaotian Dynasty, I'm afraid there are only a handful, right?" Besides, the last time you went to Longpan Mountain, you happened to meet someone from the Lin family, even if someone else is a genius, they may not have the luck of you, right?"

Luo Ling lowered his head and smiled, and said in his heart that I am a martial arts and medicine wizard, don't say that the Xiaotian Emperor Dynasty is the only one in the Heavenly Domain, and there is no other semicolon!

After a little smugness, he said: "The population of the Sa Gang Wasteland is more than 10 million, and the genius base is not small, but most of them are buried because of the lack of high-grade exercises, cultivation resources and mentors. First of all, we must find out them, and then teach them according to their aptitude and cultivate them, and I don't believe that we can't cultivate strong people who are well-known. ”

Wu Cang Dao nodded again and again, "The virtuous nephew is reasonable!" and then asked, "The Sao Wasteland has a huge population, how can we find out the geniuses, and where do the high-grade exercises and massive cultivation resources come from?"

Luo Ling responded with a smile, "Has Uncle Wu heard of the Martial Academy?"

Wu Cang Dao said thoughtfully: "Martial Academy, is this the place you said about discovering and cultivating talents?"

Luo Ling nodded and said: "That's right, I plan to build a Sa Hooligan Martial Arts Academy, and recruit a group of students every three years, but all cultivators who are not more than thirty years old in the Sa Hooligan Wasteland can sign up, and then these applicants will be evaluated, and those who meet the requirements can enter the Martial Arts Academy to receive training." ”

Wu Cangdao pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, and said excitedly: "Nephew Xian's idea is so wonderful! Why didn't I think of it?

However, he soon showed his worries again, and said in a deep voice: "The idea of the virtuous nephew is good, but where can the cultivation skills, combat skills, and cultivation resources of the trainees come from? Although the wasteland does not lack cultivation techniques and combat skills, the cultivation resources are very scarce, and all the tribes cherish the exercises and combat skills, and they will never take them out and share them, and even if they take them out, the grade is not high, and it is difficult to cultivate decent geniuses." ”

Luo Ling said with a smile: "Exercises and combat skills, I will find a way to provide them, as for the cultivation resources and mentors of the students, as long as each of the major clans provides some, it must be enough." The cultivators of the Salu Martial Arts Academy are all cultivators below the Yuanhai Realm, so the resources required for cultivation should be able to be gathered, and once the students cultivate to the Yuanhai Realm, they will have to leave the Martial Arts Academy and walk out of the wasteland. By that time, I'll be able to arrange for them, or at least give them a place to go. ”

Wu Cangdao was speechless, his eyes were shining, revealing a complicated expression, and he said: "Virtuous nephew, the establishment of a martial arts academy is certainly beneficial to the Sa Hooligan Wasteland, but for you, it doesn't seem to be helpful except for earning a little fame, right?

He was not out of narrow-mindedness and selfishness, but genuinely thought about Luo Ling.

Luo Ling naturally understood his intentions, and said with a smile: "The idea of preparing for the establishment of the Martial Arts Academy is also recent, on the one hand, I want to do something for the wasteland, on the other hand, the students trained by the Martial Arts Academy may be useful to me in the future, personal destiny is always combined with the entire human race, and the biggest hidden danger of the human race is not itself, but a foreign race." ”

He was deeply touched by the bravery of the samurai who fought for their death five days earlier in the battle against the Bloody Wolf General, and since then he has wanted to do what he can for the wasteland, and it is also for this reason that he proposes to build a monument and show compassion to the families of the war dead.

There are a lot of exercises, combat techniques, and secret techniques in his mind, most of which are not of much use to him, but they are enough to establish a martial arts academy, and there is nothing to lose by taking them out, right?

In his previous life, he fought alone with the Benevolent Alliance, and finally fell, which made him understand that against powerful evil forces such as the Benevolent Alliance and the Dark Temple, he must rely on the strength of the team, so he must create a force that is loyal to himself.

To create a force that is loyal to oneself, it cannot be relied on on immediacy, it must be planned in advance.

If a few strong people emerge among the students of the martial arts academy in the future, they can become his helpers.

No matter how poor the rest of the students are, they can form a new force, supplemented by the battle formation map, and their strength will definitely be doubled.

Therefore, it is imperative for him to establish a martial arts academy in both public and private affairs.

Wu Cang Dao stood up suddenly, with a firm face, and said solemnly: "I understand the mind of the virtuous nephew, the Atai Ministry will do everything possible to do this, and I myself will also run to call for the establishment of the Martial Arts Academy as soon as possible." ”

Luo Ling nodded and said, "Thank you Uncle Wu for your understanding and support, let's go our separate ways, I will work out all the regulations of the Martial Academy, provide exercises and combat skills, and raise start-up funds and cultivation resources for the founding." ”

After the two discussed some details, Luo Ling said goodbye and left.

More than half an hour later, Luo Ling and his father Luo Shan rode a wildebeest beast and left the Atai tribe.

Approaching to Cangyu City with his son, Luo Shan wanted to go back to the Sanle tribe to see and say goodbye to his family before leaving.

A gray-robed figure quietly slipped behind, barely touching the ground, silent.

Luo Ling and Luo Shan were unaware of it, and they galloped all the way.

After traveling hundreds of miles from the Atai Division, the father and son came to a mountain pass.

There was a person standing on a boulder at the mouth of the mountain pass, and when he saw Luo Ling and Luo Shan coming, he suddenly flew into the rugged mountain road, and his body exuded surging cultivation fluctuations.

Affected by this powerful aura, Luo Ling, Luo Shan, and the wildebeest beast under their crotch stopped almost instantaneously from the galloping state.

The aura dispersed, and the father and son and the wildebeest were unharmed.

Yuan Haijing!

Luo Ling's heart froze, his starry eyes shrank, and he looked fixedly.