In such a hot weather, I have become a mortal, let alone cultivating an acre of land, even if I sit here and do nothing, I will lose a layer of skin in the sun.

"Ah~"

There was a shout in the distance, and it was the voice of Fatty Yuan Geng.

"I have become an ant. How weak is this power?"

Eight hundred acres of wasteland, roughly in the shape of a rectangle, with four people in a row, the fat man is on the right side of Tie Tang, and there is a long distance between them.

You need to shout to let people around you know.

"Stop shouting and take action quickly. If you don't have food for this mortal body, you will die here within three days."

Another scolding voice came from Mo Xinxiang, she was on the right side of the fat man.

Tie Tang also quickly realized that if he did not complete the requirement of cultivating an acre of land, he would not be able to obtain enough food tomorrow.

Then tomorrow we will be even less able to cultivate a new acre of land.

Under this vicious cycle, within three or four days, everyone will die in the first test.

He picked up the hoe and smashed it down hard. The sun-dried soil in the wasteland sent a huge shock force, making his hands tremble.

"This is not something that ordinary people can do, at least it cannot be done in one day, at least three days, maybe five days."

After sensing the Arata hardness for a while, Tie Tang had a rough estimate.

It is impossible to cultivate an acre of land in one day with the power of the mortal body.

"Such an unreasonable request, even if the Abandoned Ones don't interfere with it, it will be difficult for several others to complete it, and even I can't guarantee it myself!"

A hint of gloom appeared in Tie Tang's heart, and he could not guess the key to this test.

"Do we need to practice?"

As if he thought of something, Tie Tang threw away the hoe and immediately sat cross-legged, calming down.

Definitely yes.

The eight people who were able to come here were all powerful wizards in the past, so their qualifications go without saying.

One day is enough for them to practice to a high level, and maybe some of them can become shamans.

With the realm of witchcraft, even the weakest realm of heaven can cultivate an acre of land at will.

But after half a stick of incense.

Tie Tang gave up this idea.

Obviously there is nothing tricky about this test, and it will not leave them with an opportunity to practice.

He tried various techniques, but was unable to move a single trace of energy and blood from his body.

This is the first time that Tie Tang understands what it means to be a loser.

"It seems that I can only cultivate an acre of land with my current physical body, but is this impossible?"

While Tie Tang guessed, he waved his hoe and blindly cultivated the wasteland.

The emperor did not specify the specific time. It may be from now until noon of the next day, but with their current mortal bodies, they definitely need enough sleep to ensure the needs of the next day.

Therefore, Tie Tang concluded that the time left for them to cultivate an acre of land... would not be too long.

The longest time cannot be longer than midnight, maybe even shorter.

Hey! Hey!

Every time the hoe is dropped, a lot of sweat drips.

After Tie Tang cleared a fifth of the land, his hands had already developed a lot of blisters, and he was exhausted. Even the sweet well water in the gourd was only the last sip left.

"Impossible, this is impossible, the body is too weak."

He was lying on his back, breathing heavily, but the heat of the scorching sun did not diminish him even half a bit.

Fatty's screams of pain could be heard from time to time, but they had completely disappeared half an hour ago.

Obviously.

The fat man has also lost most of his strength.

"What's there? I didn't expect it?"

After a short rest, Tie Tang endured the pain and raised his hoe, working hard to reclaim his own territory.

It's strange to say.

Tie Tang, who was obviously exhausted, unknowingly cleared another fifth of the land.

One acre of land has been cultivated more than half.

The scorching sun that was originally in the middle of the head began to set westward, and the scorching afterglow began to become bearable.

Tie Tang, whose hands were mixed with blood and sweat, just repeated the reclamation movements numbly.

This moment.

He saw the possibility of completing the request.

Yes.

Everyone has indeed become a mortal, and it is impossible to practice anymore.

But the emperor did not strip away everything from the eight people, and still left a lot behind.

For example, their past memories and experiences.

For example...mind cultivation!

Tie Tang didn't know about others, but he himself was already in a state of indifference and avoided danger. From what he said before, the strength of others was even better than his own.

Correspondingly.

Their state of mind may be higher.

This makes the requirement to cultivate one acre of land no longer impossible.

Just like he is now, even though his physical body seems to have reached its limit, his state of mind is still intact, and he can still control his physical body to deliver that last blow.

The last moment forever!

After countless final touches, Tie Tang stood at the edge of an acre of wasteland.

At this time, the moon was already rising and the stars were rising. The gentle night wind brought refreshment, and the already soaked robe on the back was also dried by the night wind.

"Let's get here first today!"

The Huangji Jingshi Book appeared, the wasteland disappeared in front of them, and eight people gathered together.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Food is the most important thing for the people, but they must not be left without shelter. Next, it is time for you to choose a place to live!

We need to remind you that different floors have huge differences in benefits, so you need to choose carefully."

The eight people, who were extremely tired, were all slumped on the ground.

No matter how high their mental state is, they still need the corresponding physical body to cooperate. At this time, everyone has really reached their limit.

Even after hearing the emperor's obviously malicious words, the eight of them had no energy to ask.
Chapter completed!