"Rumble..."

When the sand fell to the ground like a waterfall, even if Lin Tuo lowered the height of the fall, there was still a loud roar.

This is especially true when the landscape tree carrying soil lands on the ground.

"Hula la." Zoom in on the map to the extreme, then use your transparent hands to plant trees with large pieces of soil, and smooth the sand...

He thought about placing the flower pot directly, but the height was not suitable, so he had to fiddle with it.

The only problem is that I am not sure whether this landscape tree can survive... Well, although it only takes a few days in total, it doesn't matter.

But after thinking about it, he used his body to take some water from the river far away from the sand table and create a lake to nourish the giant trees.

Because of the vast distance across the vast wasteland, the vibrations here were annihilated after being spread for a certain distance, and no one witnessed this strange scene.

However, as long as people who rush to the wilderness approach the surrounding area, they will naturally be attracted to this tree that blocks the sky and the sun.

This is enough.

Thinking of this, Lin Tuo carefully controlled the clone to drag a wooden house and placed it under the trees. This was built by the wasteland immigrants.

After all this was done, he took back his hand with satisfaction.

"All that's left is to wait."

Thinking about this, Lin Tuo washed his hands in a good mood, pushed open the door and went to Huaxi's room to check the progress of the translation, and then looked at the little girl with a stern face and serious work, and his mood became more and more joyful.

Translation is different from copying. Even if the content is condensed, there is still a lot of content.

In order to conform to the characteristics of the times, Lin Tuo also specifically requested a vertical arrangement... not to mention many details of the wording.

In short, the speed cannot be improved at all.

Even though Huaxi worked hard, it was still like this.

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

This speed is already equivalent to working overtime.

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

"too fast."

Yes, too fast.

He just stayed in Huaxi for a whole day, and when he came back, he found that Qin Tianjian's team had reached the edge of the desert.

Although carriages are no longer suitable for the rest of the way and basically can only be walked, but considering the physical strength and distance of the practitioners that are far beyond ordinary people, I am afraid that it will not take a few days for this group of people to arrive.

By then the translation work has not been completed, so it will be a bit embarrassing...

Partially, time can only be accelerated, not delayed.

"Do we really have to stop it?" Lin Tuo thought seriously, thought for a moment, turned around and took out a small electric fan from the drawer.

The pink one is a small toy that I bought and put on my desk when I was at work.

There is a USB socket connected to the back.

"Well, that should be okay." After thinking, Lin Tuo put the fan into the light cover on the outermost edge of the sandbox, clamped it with the bracket that fixed the flashlight in the No. 1 sandbox last time, and plugged in the power bank for power.

Adjust the angle and press the switch.

"Huh huh~" The small fan whirred and started to rotate, and a gust of breeze was sent into the wasteland.

…

…

"All candidates get off the car and follow the team!"

The speed of a galloping horse with demon blood is truly astonishing.

When Lu Tang woke up from his sleep and jumped out of the car following the crowd, he discovered that the bright sun in the west had almost completely disappeared into the horizon.

The endless wilderness ahead looks particularly desolate.

"Bring supplies and follow us!"

In a moment of confusion, Lu Tang was ordered to put on a backpack, and then he merged with the flock of candidates, followed by the Qin Tianjian team headed by Wang Xundao, and walked straight into the wilderness.

"So, is this really what martial arts training is like?" someone murmured.

Someone else couldn't help but said: "Aren't we all going into groups? How do we determine the rankings?"

An official from the Qin Tian Jian happened to be walking by. Hearing this, he looked at the candidate indifferently:

"Do you really think it's so easy to keep up with the team? Let me remind you, when you really hit the road, remember to seize all the time to practice and recover your strength. Otherwise, no one will be waiting for you if you fall behind."

After saying that, the official turned around and left.

Lu Tang stood aside and said nothing. He just glanced at the candidates of the same generation and then looked at the wasteland ahead.

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

There are some short plants and trees in some areas, but not many. Some areas are covered with sand, and some are simply bare rocks.

At this moment, the red sun is setting in the west, and it feels quite majestic and majestic.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly and let out a small sigh, and saw that the front of the horizon seemed to suddenly become dim, and the world suddenly became turbid.

"Xilulu..." The horses were restless as if they had a premonition of something.

The strong men of the Qintian Prison and many candidates also noticed something unusual and looked forward in horror. Not long after, they saw the strong wind blowing sand all over the sky, coming towards them.

Ahead, Wang Xundao silently looked at the wild sand, without fear, and said: "Everyone, let's go!"

…

"Huhuhu..." The strange strong wind blowing from the north stirred up the sand and dust in the wasteland, and for a moment, even the vision was blurred.

Dozens of miles away from Qintianjian's team.

A white-haired figure has also stepped into the wasteland. He immediately raised his hand to summon his energy to resist the yellow sand, but the speed of his feet was also forced to slow down significantly:

"Is it a normal celestial phenomenon? Or is it a test from Haotian?" His eyes flickered, he stopped thinking and stepped forward.

…

Not only Qin Tianjian, but also the white-haired monsters entered the wasteland. When the star map came to the world, many people and monsters were attracted.

Not to mention those who are too far away, but there are a large number of monks near the capital who are not members of Qin Tianjian. They are also ready to move. They pack their bags and step into the strong wind either in groups or alone.

Similarly, there are also some bold monsters coming, but compared to humans, there are far fewer.

One is that the quantity is inherently scarce.

Secondly, just as the black-haired demon clan said, combined with the previous and previous news, if this is really a chance, it is probably also a human chance.

If the "original demon slayer" really exists, then any demon who reaches the end of the wasteland will probably die without a burial place.

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

Therefore, compared to humans, there are surprisingly few demons entering the wasteland.

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

In Lishan Study Room, Lin Tuo silently looked at the etheric threads rising on the windswept earth, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

The wilderness is cold and bitter, and there is no room for leisurely travel. It is almost difficult for ordinary people to pass through it. Even monks need to constantly practice, breathe out, and restore their physical fitness.

Therefore, with the help of the etheric thread, he can clearly grasp the location and progress of those monks.

…

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

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

Lin Tuo spent part of his time discussing the details of the translation with Hua Xi. In addition, he also kept track of the progress of this group of people.

In line with the principle of erring on the side of slowness rather than speed, the fan kept blowing.

The effect was also extremely significant. The speed of the entire team dropped significantly. In addition, from the distribution of ether lines, he also judged that as time went on, some people gradually began to give up and turn back.

Among them, the scattered monks were the most numerous. When the time came to the third day, even the Qintian Prison team began to become out of touch.

…

In the wilderness.

"Rest where you are!"

As an order came from the front, Lu Tang and other candidates all breathed a sigh of relief. Some fell down, and some even held water bags and swallowed, and then started crying miserably.

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

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

During the day, except for a few breaks, the rest of the time was spent on the road. The elites of the Qintian Prison were of higher rank and had strong bodies and wills, so they could naturally bear it, but many candidates could no longer bear it.

During the high-intensity walking, at first, some people would talk despite the wind and sand.

But by the end of the first day, they were too tired to talk.
To be continued...