Paradise?

Wu Zihao also nodded secretly, the advantage of this Ten Directions Realm is simply terrifying, such a rich spiritual power, even if it is a stupid person, as long as he is willing to cultivate martial arts diligently, he can also step into the realm of the Martial King.

Wu Zihao also suddenly woke up at this moment, what restricts the cultivation of people in the Ten Directions Realm is not anything else, it is all kinds of cultivation, these ** are definitely the key to opening the bloodline and qi vein, and only in this way can he step into the Martial Emperor, otherwise relying on his own pregnancy, I really don't know how many years it will take.

However, after a while, Wu Zihao also woke up, this is also the ruling method of the superiors, if everyone cultivates to the realm of the martial king, I am afraid that the management of the empire is also very difficult, and it is impossible for the people in the wild land to obtain a profound **, otherwise it will be a bomb for their own frontier.

Everyone uses this kind of selfishness as an excuse, because people who can really set foot in the heavens and cultivate are even rarer, afraid that others are stronger than themselves, afraid that their power will be overthrown, and end their luxurious materialistic life.

At this moment, Wu Zihao made a decision and decided to pass on the fire refining technique, and the members of the Desolate Clan could also enjoy such treatment, and at the same time selected elite and loyal people from among them, began to lecture and preach, and made this bloodline secret public, so that everyone could set foot in the Martial Emperor, and everyone was qualified to question the Heavenly Dao.

Trample on the ground under your feet, whether it is this world or the ten realms, you must make them strong, let them be turbulent, if you follow the way of heaven, the strong will be the emperor and the emperor, and the weak can only bow down and be vassals, and they will become prisoners of the way of heaven.

The so-called darling of the Heavenly Dao is the emperor created by the ethereal Heavenly Dao, ruling over countless living beings and enslaving hundreds of millions of races.

Wu Zihao's Tao is the Tao of all living beings, resisting the Heavenly Dao for all sentient beings, and breaking through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao for all sentient beings.

For any martial artist, or monk, only a strong and firm belief is the foundation for not sinking into confusion in these hundreds of thousands of years of practice.

The road of cultivation is long, and there are a few people who can persist to the end and never forget their original intentions!

"We still have some time, don't worry!" Wu Zihao indifferently ordered: "Choose the most loyal person from your clan, and then practice with the four thousand people we brought!"

After thinking about it slightly, Fukes felt that something was wrong, and whispered: "If that's the case, then the cultivation ** will be discovered by outsiders, isn't it better to separate the training?"

Wu Zihao waved his hand, looked at the members of the Desolate Clan and the four thousand people who had been integrated together to build a city under the mountain, and said with a smile: "After this incident, they should have been able to accept each other, spend some time, language communication is not a problem, as for the Black Water Clan, don't pay attention to it, the injured lion will let other lions have the ambition of annexation!"

Borrowing a knife to kill people, what Wu Zihao wants is the chaos on the edge of the wilderness, so as not to attract the attention of the Earth Dragon Clan, the super large tribe with a population of one million definitely has emperor-level masters, and the number may not be small, once the war starts, even if it wins, it will definitely shake the fundamentals, and the harm will outweigh the benefits.

Only then did Fukes understand what Wu Zihao meant, and couldn't help nodding, if it caused a scuffle among the various tribes, it would indeed be able to benefit the fishermen of the desolate clan, after all, their foundation was too shallow, and Fukes himself and the chrysanthemum girl couldn't take it lightly, otherwise the news would be exposed, and it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

Time, it still takes a little time, only in this way can the desolate race really grow up and have enough capital to conquer the wild land.

Seeing that this marginal place is about to be chaotic, Wu Zihao also decided to make a move, the main body of the war is always people, but the necessary materials are the key to success or failure, within the influence of the Desolate Clan, there are also a few ore veins, but no one in the clan knows how to forge the method, and only the Black Water Clan has a few blacksmiths recently, but the craftsmanship is too poor to be compared with the empire.

It is necessary to go to the Duchy of Valodia and seek the help of the Grand Duke Percy, if he can bring someone to help him on the day he takes power, he can also gain the trust of this person, at least he should be able to be more relaxed in terms of materials.

After all, it is a principality with a population of one million, and it is definitely much stronger than the city in the buffer zone, and there is no need to worry too much about war materials, this is a country that can withstand war.

After inspecting the city, Focos explained the situation of the building very carefully, the city within the city, the inner city is only qualified to live in the powerful commanders, the periphery is inhabited by civilians, and some buildings will be built under the mountain, there will be a large market there, and there will be an army stationed.

Wu Zihao had no experience in building a city, so he let Fukes toss, and only then did he go down the mountain at sunset, and he was still about two miles away from the village, and he already smelled the strong aroma of meat, and countless cooking smoke went straight to the sky.

Another day, the huge village of 30,000 or 40,000 people is also very busy, because of the protection of Wu Zihao, these strong people, this is the real comfortable life, with Wu Zihao's infrequent sacrifice, has a very high prestige in the clan, even the clansmen who are later incorporated are also always in awe.

As soon as she walked to the door of the stockade, a woman hurriedly greeted her, saluted very respectfully, and said at the same time: "My lord, the slave maid is the maid in the palace of the Grand Duke of Percy, and the lord has been in retreat for the past three months, and the slave and maid have not had the opportunity to see the adult, so I boldly ask to see you today, and ask for your forgiveness!"

Wu Zihao was slightly stunned, he hadn't appeared in the village for several months, and when he saw this well-dressed woman at first glance, he was a little unaccustomed, after all, most of the women in the clan were animal skin robes, and a small number of them were wearing clothes that were only available in the empire.

After a pause, he realized who this woman was, it was the maid of Shivayana, whom he had not seen for a long time, the daughter of the Grand Duke of Percy who had been brought from the Duchy of Valodia.

As soon as he thought of Shivayana, it made Wu Zihao think of that Diana, the woman who was accidentally injured because she offended herself, the strength of the high-level martial emperor, and she also fell directly into the abyss, and the bloodline that was finally conceived was completely destroyed, and her soul was traumatized, and she didn't know what the situation was.

Wu Zihao waved his hand and said: "Get up, I won't blame you, how are your young ladies and Diana doing? I haven't had time to visit them for three months since I came back, but you are the guests I brought back, which can be regarded as my rudeness!"

The maid was secretly relieved in her heart, she finally didn't anger Wu Zihao because of her recklessness, in her eyes, this is a wild place, and the sacrifice of a small tribe can be regarded as a barbarian, maybe there is some strange temper, if one is accidentally angered, it is not easy to die.

"My lord, my young lady and Miss Diana have returned to the principality of Valodia with the flying boat of the Crow Corps two months ago!" said the maid very carefully: "Miss Diana's injuries have basically recovered, seeing that the adult has no idea of summoning her, she took a boat back to the principality, and the slave maid only stayed to be responsible for passing the word, if the adult has any requirements, the slave maid can also report to the young lady!"