Just as Lin Tuo was flying towards the northern wilderness.
In a certain village on the outskirts of the capital city, in a private school of the village school, the sound of the children reading aloud gradually stopped.
"School ends early today, and the next class will be taught by Master Li."
The teacher in the school, about thirty years old, with light features and gentle manners, put down the ruler and said to the dozens of village boys below.
"Sir, why do you want Mrs. Li to teach?" A group of village children suddenly frowned, apparently not liking Mrs. Li who was always rigid and serious.
Mr. Private School explained gently: "Sir, I'm going on a long trip, and I won't be back until some time later."
Hearing this, a ten-year-old girl sitting in the front came over, pulled her sleeves, and looked eagerly: "Sir, how long will it take to come back when you go out?"
Even though it is close to the capital and the style of study is open, there are still not many schools that allow girls to study, especially in the villages, it is extremely rare.
The teacher with a calm face smiled and rubbed the girl's hair, and said, "I'll be back soon."
"Oh, that's good." The girl suddenly laughed happily.
When the group of children ran away after school, and only the teacher was left in the private school, the smile on his face disappeared little by little.
Seriously arranged the tables and chairs one by one, wiped them clean, and then walked out, locked the door, and then turned around, and saw a strange-looking man with long black hair appearing outside the door at some point:
"Are you going to the wasteland?"
The teacher didn't seem surprised, he glanced at the black-haired man lightly, and said in a flat tone:
"The people from Qin Tianjian are already preparing to leave. I heard that Wang Xundao will also be there. How can I miss it?"
The other party seemed a little annoyed:
"You also know that Wang Xun is here? Well, even if you have a high level of cultivation, you are not afraid of him, but you must know that he is not alone, but with a large number of elites from Qin Tianjian!"
"Of course I avoid them."
"But your destination is the same!" Speaking of this, the black-haired man's tone was a little anxious, "I have found out that just a few hours before that mountain fell, a mysterious person set foot on Dongshan...
Although we are not sure about the details, this incident is very likely to be related to human beings receiving the law six hundred years ago... More likely, it is related to the origin of the legendary "demon slayer"...
In other words, even if it is really a great opportunity, it is also an opportunity for the human race!
You and I were born as demons, and the heavens and the earth do not tolerate them. Even cultivating is far less easy than human beings. You can only use your talent to transform into form. It is not easy for you to cultivate, so why bother to disturb this muddy water? "
His tone was very intense, and the more he spoke, the more irritable he appeared, just like his racial character.
Mr. Private School looked at this old friend with a smile, and corrected his tone seriously:
"You know, I never agree with the difference between transvestites.
Not to mention that the teaching of the heaven and earth six hundred years ago was a chance that only belonged to the human race. If it was true, the demon race at that time would not have mastered the breathing technique as well. "
"I can't say no to you," the big demon who turned into a black-haired man said angrily, "You want to go, and I can't stop you. I'm afraid that when you are really beheaded, you will regret it!"
Mr. Private School had an indifferent smile on his face: "If there is a day, I will trouble you to collect the body for me."
"Hmph!" The other party fled away in a flick of his sleeves, his figure gradually faded away in broad daylight until he was nowhere to be seen.
Shaking his head, the big demon who has been teaching here for three years turned around and took a last look at the village behind him, sighed softly, and the surrounding vitality floated.
The whole person is shrouded in mysterious light and shadow.
The originally peaceful eyebrows gradually became sharper, and the hair on the top of his head turned pure white.
"Wasteland?"
As he spoke, he took a step and headed north, but the villagers along the way turned a blind eye to it.
…
"All candidates, get on the bus and set off!"
At the north gate of the capital, when a wealthy young man named Lu Tang climbed into the carriage, waved goodbye to the servants who came to see him off, and crowded with a car full of candidates, he heard a shout from the front of the team.
Then, the mystical horse with a little blood of the monster clan stepped forward and carried them towards the northern wilderness.
But everyone knows that when they officially enter the wasteland, the horses and chariots can no longer walk.
When they were introduced, whether they could keep up with Qin Tianjian's team, or in other words, how long and how far they could follow, was their test question for this martial arts test.
"You said, what is hidden in the place marked in the previous star map?"
As the carriages and horses moved, a candidate couldn't help but said.
Lu Tang, who was sitting by the window of the carriage, glanced at the young man and said, "You'll know if you go and have a look."
The rest of the candidates also smiled.
Although they heard that the wilderness was cold, none of them felt that they would be left behind in high spirits.
Lu Tang looked at the expressions of the others and said nothing. He just turned his head to look out the window, and then suddenly thought of the monk named Lin Tuo:
"I don't know what he's doing... It's a pity that it's very difficult for a single monk to cross the wasteland, but it's not as easy as following the team in the martial arts exam...
It's just that, he didn't have the chance to see the opportunity...
Hey, what do I think he is doing? "
…
…
Just as the Qin Tianjian team embarked on the journey.
To the north of Shengguo's capital, within the territory, over the vast expanse of bitter cold wasteland, a figure in green robes broke through the wind.
Lin Tuo overlooked the scenery under his feet, from the ridges of the fields to the mountains, and finally, a low-lying basin appeared.
Standing on the ground, the feeling may not be clear, but at high altitude, it is very obvious.
It is a naturally formed landform.
The entire wilderness is sunken here. It may have been a lake or something else hundreds of millions of years ago, but at this moment, it is just a desolation.
Here is the area marked by Lin Tuo.
He is going to be here, waiting for the arrival of humans or monsters... Of course, the premise is that Huaxi can finish copying in time...
"Well, if you can't finish copying, try to find a way not to let them go too fast, how can learning the scriptures be so smooth?" Standing in midair, Lin Tuo muttered.
Immediately ready for the next step.
He was planning to decorate the place a little bit, otherwise, everyone would not be able to stand on the bare ground and talk later, which would not be solemn enough.
In addition, the mark on the star map only has a general orientation. This wasteland is so big, if there is no landmark, no one will be able to find it.
Fortunately, he had already thought up the arrangement.
That's why it's marked here.
"Consciousness switching."
…
In the next second, Li Shan's study room.
The eyes of Lin Tuo's body recovered, and he retracted his avatar. He turned his head and looked at the potted plant on the windowsill.
Well, it was briefly used as a "transit place" to accommodate immigrants from the New World.
Later, after the people moved away, it was vacant, leaving only the tree and some simple houses left by wasteland immigrants under the tree, which were placed in the room simply as a bonsai.
Now he's ready to reuse it.
…
Not long after, inside the No. 3 sandbox, on the vast and boundless wasteland.
The air suddenly distorted, and a large amount of sand poured down, almost filling the basin, and then, a huge tree fell from the sky along with the soil.
(end of this chapter)