Create a sandbox world

Light.

When Wang Xundao finally chose to open the mountain forcibly, he injected the "vital energy" in his body into it, and inspired the photo-taking technique sealed inside the "sacred mountain".

Countless rays of light gush out from the entire mountain.

This is of course a very magical scene. Originally, the release of the photo taking technique was not gorgeous, but once any small things were enlarged, there would be a lot of magnificent beauty.

"what……"

In the exclamation, light red light beams rose into the sky and shot in all directions, like countless lightsabers slashing towards the night sky.

And the countless pale golden runes flying out of the "Sacred Mountain" flew into the night sky along with the light beam.

Each rune represents a point.

Countless dots are outlined into zigzag lines...and then form the picture.

At this moment, the picture sealed by Lin Tuo using the photo-taking technique slowly unfolded and appeared in front of everyone.

It's not just Wang Xun Road, guards in the gardens, or candidates rushing in and gathering here... even farther away, the fireworks and willow lanes inside the capital, the countless people in the capital under the eaves of the pond.

They were all shocked to see the picture outlined by each light spot.

"This... what is this?"

In the capital, in the painting boat on a certain lake, there was originally a poetry meeting.

The shock had disturbed the interest before, and it was hard for everyone to hold back the excitement and sit down again, but never thought, and was attracted by the more spectacular sight.

At first, no one could see exactly what that strange "sticky stroke" was.

Until more details gradually became fuller, the outline of the entire continent was drawn, and finally some people began to feel a little familiar:

"This...Look, how does it look like a map?"

"Yes, look at the mountain and river in the painting... Isn't this the territory of my grand dynasty?"

...

On the outskirts of Dongshan and around Lin Tuo, there were many insightful candidates from all over the country, and soon someone recognized the picture.

After all, Dasheng Country also has a map.

However, at this moment, the "map" composed of countless rays of light is far wider than the territory of the Dasheng Dynasty.

It not only includes some small countries and grassland tribes around it, but also includes more inaccessible places.

"This...is it the appearance of the mainland under our feet?" The candidate named Lu Tang murmured, dressed as a rich young man.

The others have similar thoughts.

"Look! That spot on the wasteland!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

In fact, there is no need for anyone to remind. After the initial shock, everyone discovered that there was a particularly eye-catching aperture on this map of the continent that was shaking like light and shadow.

It is located in the territory of Shengguo, at the northeast end of the capital, in the memory of Shengguo people, there is a barren wasteland.

At this moment, the strange, tiny aperture was clearly printed near a certain mountain in the depths of the "wasteland".

It keeps flashing.

No language, no conversation.

At this moment, everyone who saw this scene instinctively sensed the call in the dark.

It's like an ink stain on a piece of white paper, and everyone will look at it involuntarily.

When a bright spot appears on a map, there is no need to repeat what it means.

"Could it be that there is something hidden there?"

As Lu Tang said, he turned to look at other candidates around him and realized that everyone had similar ideas.

If you say, the arrival of this sacred mountain is similar to the vision 600 years ago.

Then, the location on the map is obviously the embodiment of Haotian's will.

Compared with many candidates, Wang Xundao, who stood on the top of the mountain and stared at the map, echoed the words left by the mysterious strong man during the day:

"Then wait quietly, and soon you will know."

Soon... will know.

Thinking of this, Wang Xundao's eyes seemed to shoot out a dazzling light, and he was so excited that he couldn't hold on himself. He wanted to go to the wasteland to see what happened.

But after all, he endured the impulse. In the light and shadow that was gradually dissipating, he jumped down the low mountain and looked at the strong Qin Tianjian guarding under the mountain:

"You wait to guard this place, I will enter the palace immediately!"

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The effect of the photo-taking technique lasted for about fifteen minutes, and then slowly dissipated, and even the entire "mountain" also lost the spell blessing.

The people who came to watch were also driven by the Qintian Supervisor, and they scattered together and returned to the city.

However, the map painted by light has been deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

Tonight, many people must be completely sleepless.

Lin Tuo also took the opportunity to say goodbye to Lu Tang, and quietly left the crowd, through the body, and returned to the courtyard of the Lishan Wuguan.

And brought back some Shengguo books.

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In the study.

"Peng." Putting the book in his hand on the table, Lin Tuo let out a sigh of relief thinking of the scene just now.

all the best.

After reading the map, as long as Sheng Guoren is not too stupid, he will understand what to do.

Yes, it was this map that Lin Tuo sealed into the Blackstone through the photo-taking technique. As for the "mark" on the wasteland... it was also deliberately carved with his mind.

The purpose is to "seduce" the monks in the sandbox.

Well, inspired by the global projection caused by the broken sandbox No.2, it looks good.

"There are many people in the capital of Shengguo. Wang Xundao and Qintian Supervisor are sitting in town. The demons don't dare to invade, but they must have eyeliners.

With such a big movement, the map is covered with a large area of ​​sky, presumably, it is enough to attract the attention of the strong monsters...

In this way, I only need to wait for them to arrive quietly on the wasteland, and then find a reason to pass on the magic theory."

Yes, one of the purposes of going around this bend is to give the Yaozu a chance.

Moreover, there is always a big difference between oneself and the other party in the past.

Of course, there is another important factor... Lin Tuo hasn't prepared the books to bestow them, so it takes some time to prepare.

Spell books must be considered practical, and cannot be sealed by means such as photo taking. In addition, you must know that the languages ​​of the two worlds are completely different.

In other words, the magic book Lin Tuo got from Sandbox No. 2 could not be directly bestowed to Wang Xundao and others.

They don't understand at all.

To solve the problem, the simplest solution is to teach them "Speaking Skills", like Huaxi. This is the most efficient, but after Lin Tuo thought carefully, he rejected this solution.

Because through experience, he discovered that linguistic skills are not omnipotent.

For many "exclusive words", there are many translation errors.

Just like today when "machine translation" is developed, some slightly more formal documents still need to be translated manually.

The Tongyushu he has from the system mall cannot avoid this problem, let alone the "low version" that Huaxi learned...

"Any error in the theory of spells will lead to a huge deviation in understanding. It is better to translate a version manually for the sake of caution."

Lin Tuo can replace some of these "exclusive words" by himself, and part of the content can also be deleted and pieced together... In short, try to keep the core content as easy as possible to understand.

However, Lin Tuo didn't plan to do the work of translating and copying by himself... After all, there is no need for an assistant to be different.

Yes, he is going to let Huaxi write, he is only responsible for checking.

Therefore, he deliberately took the time to send to a certain county in the south of Shengguo, robbed a group of bandits, and then used the collected money to buy himself a set of local clothes and necessary dictionary books.

The former is for the convenience of watching the excitement, while the latter is for Huaxi.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up and pulled out another dictionary from the second sandbox from the dense row of books on the shelf.

Then he carried two large dictionaries in his hands and pushed out the door.

It was late at night, the night in the courtyard was dense, but the lights were still on in the room next door to Huaxi.

Seeing the light was still on, Lin Tuo directly pushed open the door of Huaxi.

"Ah! Teacher! What are you doing?!"

However, the next second, a nervous and flustered exclamation came.

After Lin Tuo's footsteps, he saw that Huaxi had swished into the bed, and the chair beside the bed was piled with newly changed clothes.

Is this just about to sleep?

Lin Tuo was stunned, and secretly annoyed that something happened in his heart and forgot to knock on the door, but at this time he had lost the dignity of being a teacher after all withdrawing, so he just kept a straight face and forced a blank expression on his face:

"Get up tomorrow to understand these two dictionaries and use linguistic skills."

After that, Huaxi, who was shrunk in the quilt, saw two thick large dictionaries attacking her head and face.

She subconsciously raised her hand to pick it up, but then shrank back with an exclamation. As a result, she was smashed in the face by the two books. Lin Tuo just wanted to laugh, but still suffocated: "Remember?"

"Remember." Huaxi said bitterly, then finally recovered, and asked curiously, "What about after learning?"

She wondered if Lin Tuo wouldn't be too nervous to watch her idle, and asked her to recite the dictionary to play...

"When I learn it, copy the book for me." Lin Tuo said lightly, then turned and walked outside in Huaxi's still somewhat confused eyes, muttering in his heart:

"What can be hidden in the tablet..."

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Leaving the big apprentice's room, Lin Tuo went back to the study and looked at the sand table, but nothing was unusual.

The night was dark and the wasteland was so far away, no matter how efficient the Qin Tianjian was, he couldn't make up his mind for a while, but he didn't rush to look at it, presumably there was still chaos in the capital.

As for the aftermath of the "map image", I am afraid it will be "exploded" tomorrow...

In front of the desk, I simply sorted out some of the materials that needed to be translated, copied, and bestowed. It probably delineated the scope, and Lin Tuo finally felt sleepy.

This day was first given the practice method, led the whole world to practice together, and then conducted important experiments to challenge Wang Xundao... and then used magic rituals to take pictures... It was extremely fulfilling, and it made Lin Tuo feel sincerely tired. .

After yawning, he finally glanced at the sand table with the same proportion of real time, turned off the light with a "patter", and Lin Tuo whispered "good night" before returning to the next bedroom to sleep.

...

At the same time, the Shengguo Palace, which is also located late at night, is brightly lit and no one sleeps.

The Emperor Shengguo, who had been waiting for a long time in the imperial study, finally waited for new news:

"Your Majesty, Wang Xun, the former Qintian Supervisor, asked to enter the palace for an audience!"