Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 143: Mystery Journey (4000 words)

"Sure enough, someone gave up."

In the study at Lishan, Lin Tuo sits quietly in a wicker chair, overlooking the etheric line that is clearly beginning to divide. Some have stayed or turned back, and the other is still continuing.

"Qin Tianjian's team is still relatively large, but it will definitely become less and less in the future. Well, those scattered ones are easier to lose."

Lin Tuo commented in his mind, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a thick etheric line.

It poked alone on the wasteland, far away from the team of the Qintian Supervisor, and it is not clear whether it is a great demon with a high level of cultivation or a strong human.

After thinking about it, Lin Tuo didn't go over to watch it.

After all:

"If you can persist, you can meet sooner or later. If you give up halfway, there is no need to meet."

Yes, even if this "Wasteland Trial" was not designed by him deliberately, it was just a convenient method, but Lin Tuo would never regret those who gave up halfway.

This kind of person, even if they donate spell books to them, there is a high probability that they will not achieve much.

Shaking his head, Lin Tuo stopped watching, turned his head and urged Huaxi to work again.

……

Next.

The fourth day.

The fifth day...

Lin Tuo didn't enter the sand table anymore, just observing, and the etheric line that went on was greatly reduced.

On the evening of the fifth day, Lin Tuo thought for a while, adjusted the downwind direction and gear for a short time, then put his hands in and forcibly moved a large cloud from the south of the sand table.

Stacked together and gathered at high altitude to avoid being blown away quickly.

……

At the same time.

Above the wasteland, the monks walking silently against the wild sand suddenly discovered that the wind had dropped a lot.

Not only that, but they soon discovered clouds that were rapidly gathering at high altitude.

"The wind is getting smaller!"

"Look, those clouds..."

In the queue, Lu Tang listened to some voices from the front, and they were all the strong Qintian Supervisors with advanced cultivation.

Five consecutive days of high-intensity trek with sandstorms, even for the monks, it was extremely difficult.

Especially, when entering the fourth day, the team ran out of the last bit of water.

I didn't get fresh water supplement along the way, so I had to collect and chew the plants on the wasteland to get juice when I was resting.

The juices were naturally extremely bitter and very few. When Lu Tang took the first bite, he almost vomited out, but after all he gritted his teeth and endured it.

If you are lucky and can catch some wild beasts, then you will be extremely lucky.

The long journey, exhaustion of physical strength, and consumption of will have also screened out most of the candidates.

According to Lu Tang's observation, up to now, only one-tenth of the original candidates can still keep up with the queue.

Also, most of them are almost reaching their limits.

"If this continues, if you are not exhausted, you must first die of thirst." Lu Tang thought vaguely, but his legs were numb and moved forward heavily.

At this moment, he heard those voices in front of him, and his somewhat chaotic mind became sober. He raised his head and was shocked to find that countless clouds are coming from all directions.

The speed is extremely fast, which is by no means normal.

"Sure enough... there is extraordinary power in this wasteland!" As soon as this thought came up, the cloud above my head turned black, and then...

"Crack!"

A fierce lightning flashed, and then there was a thunder explosion.

Lv Tang found that the people around him almost shook subconsciously, and he did the same. This was instinct, the fear embedded in the depths of the body by life's instincts towards the might of heaven.

However, this fear turned into joy when the thunder passed by and the rain fell down!

"Water!"

"It's water!"

"It's raining!"

The candidates with numb expressions next to them seemed to "live" for an instant, with hoarse voices and chapped lips exclaiming excitedly.

"Pattern..."

When the wet raindrops hit Lu Tang's dust-covered face, traces of mud were instantly washed away.

Shui... he opened his mouth almost instinctively, then raised his head.

The candidates next to him, and even some of the Qin Tianjian masters also made similar moves.

"Wow--" The heavy rain was torrential and the cold wind was blowing, and the surrounding scenery seemed blurred. Those rare and low plants also stretched their branches and leaves, trying to absorb the grace of rain and dew.

Soon, Lu Tang’s clothes were soaked, but he didn’t notice it. Around some candidates fell to the ground, lying on their backs, in a large font, and the front of the team also came in a timely manner. Order to rest.

The front of the queue.

Wang Xundao is also looking at the sky. In the days of wind and sand, this first-grade grandmaster also looks particularly embarrassed, his body is full of dust, and at this moment, it is turning into mud.

However, his eyes were extremely bright, and his originally slightly sluggish spirit quickly recovered in the heavy rain.

"Crack—"

An electric light illuminates the world.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a huge black shadow on the horizon ahead.

"The heavens and the earth are abnormal, and above the wasteland, there really is a miracle." He muttered to himself, his body vigorous, blowing away the rain.

At the same time, dozens of miles away.

On a certain hill, the white-haired demon sitting cross-legged also stared ahead, the electric light in his eyes flickered, vaguely, as if showing the shadow of a huge tree.

After a sandstorm that lasted for five days, it rained in the wasteland this evening.

……

"In this case, it should be ok."

Leaving the mountain study room, Lin Tuo silently looked at the dangling rain, knowing that soon these forcibly restrained clouds would disperse, but the muddy ground would also hinder their speed.

This can of course be a test, but it can't really kill so many people of thirst.

……

The sixth day.

The heavy rain dissipated and the storm reappeared, but because of the rain, there was less sand and dust in the wind, which finally made Lu Tang feel much better.

A heavy rain also restored the team's energy and continued to move forward. However, surprisingly, many candidates decided not to follow.

The reason is also very simple.

First, I followed the team to ensure that I could live. After all, although the masters of the Qin Tianjian were cold towards them, they would not just watch people die.

However, after this heavy rain, the drinking problem was solved, which also gave more confidence to leave the team.

Secondly, according to the rules of previous Wushu exams, all candidates can be admitted to the first tenth of the time. Now if you stop, there is a high possibility that you will be admitted to the Qintian Supervisor.

Continue to follow, although it will make the ranking higher, but it will also increase the danger. After all, the further you go, the fewer companions.

In addition, the physical fitness of most candidates is already at the limit, and they can no longer keep up with Wang Xundao's speed.

Lv Tang knew this well, he didn't say anything, just kept following up in silence.

At this time, there were only twenty or thirty candidates in the team.

The destination is still far away.

……

The seventh day passed in a flash.

When it came to the early morning of the eighth day, when Lin Tuo woke up from his sleep and opened the door to leave the house, he was blocked by Huaxi with **** eye circles next door:

"Teacher! I...I have finished translating!"

When she said this, Huaxi was full of excitement like collapse.

Seven days.

Do you know how I came here these seven days?

Translation, copying, typesetting, drawing... Every time a mistake is made, a whole page has to be repeated.

Piansheng can't get up soon at this job. If you make an oversight, you have to rework if you copy a wrong word. Huaxi feels that he hasn't written more than seven days in his life.

En...This is not an illusion. After all, in the wasteland, paper and pen are precious things. Although Lin Tuo was forced to learn to write seriously after coming to Lishan, he had never worked so hard. .

"Oh? I'll take a look at the first draft." Lin Tuo was shocked when he heard it, and hurried to check it.

Well, in order to reduce errors, the number of words on each page is not too much, so there is a huge pile of handwritten paper.

Lin Tuo looked through it and exclaimed in his heart, thinking that it was pretty good except for the ugly words.

Fortunately, it was written with a pen. Even ugly, ugly is not the same style as the calligraphy system of the Dasheng Dynasty.

"Very well, I have worked hard, go to sleep, see if your eye circles are dark."

Lin Tuo rubbed Huaxi's hair and smiled.

"Yawn~" Huaxi was reminded of this, and her sleepiness suddenly surged. He smiled, and after receiving the compliment, he went back to the house and went to bed contentedly.

As for Lin Tuo, he returned to the study with the manuscript, scanned and printed...The main reason was that the input method did not have the Shengguo font library, otherwise it would not be so troublesome.

In the study.

Waiting for the scan and finishing with the laptop computer, Lin Tuo watched the printer and started to spit out the pdf files one by one, and his eyes turned to the sand table.

Well, under his unremitting obstruction, the Qintian Supervisor's team was still a long way from the destination, and the rest of the scattered monks almost stopped.

It's the one I've been paying attention to before. The extra-strong etheric line remains in the first line, even faintly, moving faster than the Qin Tianjian.

"Really tough." Lin Tuo sighed and raised his hand to cut off the power of the small fan.

The preparations have been completed, there are not too many people left, so this is no longer needed.

……

At the same time, the team above the wasteland found that the eternal wind had finally stopped.

"The wind stopped?"

"What's the matter?"

Everyone couldn't help but stop, and they were even a little uncomfortable. In the team, Lu Tang, who was already embarrassed and could not see the noble spirit, felt the resistance that slowly disappeared in front, and was a little confused:

Why stopped?

Could it be, what happened?

Thinking about this, he couldn't help raising his head and looking forward, and as the storm ceased, the distant world covered by wind and sand slowly cleared.

Before, it was windy and sandy, and they couldn't see the front clearly.

Only rely on the compass of the Qintian Supervisor and move forward in accordance with the direction of the star map.

"Ah!"

"What is that?"

"Look at it!"

In the exclamation, Lu Tang was momentarily stunned, and immediately his eyes widened, staring at the scene in disbelief:

I saw that as the wind and sand fell, on the horizon in the distance, stood a very tall giant tree connecting the sky and the earth.

This immediately caused a disturbance in the team.

Although the world is still in an era similar to the Han and Tang Dynasties, at least we also know the truth of "near big and far small".

No matter how tall the mountain is, it is far enough away, and it looks extremely small.

But at this moment, the giant tree in front of everyone is very far away, but it is so huge. Doesn't it mean that its original height is even higher than the highest mountain in Shengguo?

How is it possible?

This is definitely not something that can be born in the world.

Unless...

Lü Tang's heart suddenly moved, and he looked at the monk who was in charge of finding directions.

I saw that the monk had already unfolded the map in his hand, and used the instrument to locate and calculate. After a while, he shouted excitedly:

"It's there! The location marked on the star map is in that area!"

His voice was a little distorted with excitement.

Before trekking all the way, although everyone kept walking, they had no doubt in their hearts, worried that they could not find a specific location, after all, the star map was not as careful.

I was even more worried, and finally arrived and found nothing.

Until this moment, when the wind and sand stopped, they finally saw the giant tree, no doubt in their hearts, and the whole team was filled with excitement.

"The wind and sand have stopped, speed up and set off!" Wang Xun's voice rolled over the team, and walked forward first.

However, although the giant wood has been cleared, Lv Tang understood the common saying "Wangshan ran to death" as he set foot on the distance.

Fortunately, without wind and sand, the journey is indeed much easier.

In a blink of an eye, the seventh day passed.

Then the eighth day.

The ninth day.

……

When the time came to the afternoon of the tenth day.

Qin Tianjian's team finally arrived under the "Giant Wood".

In fact, as early as a day ago, they stepped into the shaded area.

However, the branches and leaves of the landscape trees are not very luxuriant, so there is still a large area of ​​sunlight in the gaps, so it will not be completely dark.

At this time, there were only a few dozen people left in the entire team, and fewer than ten candidates were left. Even the elites of the Qin Tianjian were missing.

Leave part of it, together with the candidates who stopped, to defend against possible dangers.

Lu Tang is the best candidate among the remaining candidates, but he is so exhausted that he is almost falling down, only relying on a will to support him.

He didn't notice that his feet were no longer the hard soil of the wasteland, but the fine sand... even his vision was a little fuzzy.

Feeling the sound of the wind passing through the huge and incomparable leaves, he saw a clear, blue lake appeared in front of him, and there were a few green leaves as big as ships floating on the lake.

On the shore of the lake, under the huge wood, there seems to be a simple wooden house standing there.

The wooden house is really not good-looking, but it looks very dusty in this mysterious land.

Suddenly, the door of the wooden house was pushed open.

A girl in a black cloak~IndoMTL.com~without a hood, Yomo also came out as a teenage girl. It seems not too surprising to look at Wang Xundao and the Qiang Qin Tianjian Look at the candidates Lu Tang.

In the black and white eyes, there is a little bit of resentment for unknown reasons.

The team stopped, and the embarrassed, refugee-like crowd headed by Wang Xundao looked at the girl in awe:

"I am waiting to come to Kyoto from the grand prosperity..."

"I know." Huaxi didn't show Wang Xun's face at all, and interrupted. Her accent was still the Shengguo dialect of six hundred years ago. It fell in everyone's ears, and it was naturally understandable, but with A trace of ancient rhyme.

It becomes more mysterious.

"Teacher knows that you are coming, and have been waiting since morning," Huaxi said somewhat unkindly, then turned her head amidst the doubts of everyone, looked at the wooden house behind her, and shouted in a clear voice:

"Teacher, they are here."

The next second, Wang Xundao, Lu Tang and others saw that a figure pushed the door and walked out slowly.