Artis stood in front of the ancient tree, looked at Alan in front of him with a weak look, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's a good job." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"At your current level, as long as you go through a period of training, you will be able to reach the minimum standard of cultivating the secret method. ”

This is remarkable, although the cultivation of the bloodline secret method is very powerful to a certain extent, it is also more demanding for the practitioner, far more rigorous than the cultivation of fighting qi, not to mention the divine art.

Hearing Artis's words, Allen's eyes lit up, a little longing and joy were revealed, and even the exhaustion in his body seemed to be forgotten.

I don't know why, there is always a sense of urgency and crisis in him, as if he is in a crisis, which makes him instinctively thirst for strength.

This can be seen in the intensity of the training. Even if Artis didn't ask for it, he still consciously continued to train, and for several months, he never stopped, which made everyone look sideways and marvel at his desperateness.

Even, if he wasn't a dragonborn himself, he would have collapsed under such training intensity, how could he still be standing in front of Artis.

"After I practice the secret method, I will have the ability to protect my sister and repay Lord Yar. ”

Alan looked at Cassie who was tired lying on the side, and then at Artis in front of him, and his heart was excited, and a bright and innocent smile bloomed on his face.

"In the end, he is still a child, even if he is a child of destiny chosen by God, he is very simple. ”

Artis smiled and looked to the other side, "Cassie, take a break, and continue tomorrow." ”

He walked over to it, picked up Cassie, who was now half-kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile.

As he spoke, a little natural divine power surged up in his body, turning into a simple healing technique that shrouded the two of them.

The Dragonborn was very resilient, and under the effect of the healing technique, Cassie slowly stood up, watching Artis holding her hand, her face flushed.

I don't know if it's because I haven't recovered from the training just now, or if there's any other reason.

In the distance, Elder Eddy looked at Artis and Cassie in the distance with a knowing smile on his face.

The daily training quickly passed.

In the middle of the day, the people who had gone out came back quickly. With a lot of ragged people.

"Well, are there so many refugees?"

Looking at the refugees, a trace of worry flashed in Ai's eyes.

"Patriarch, these people were found on the edge, a total of forty-three people, and we brought them all back according to your order. ”

Those who have returned from afar are reporting to Artis.

"Well, good job. ”

Artis nodded, "Go and settle them, as they did before, and then divide them up." ”

At this time, Ai walked in with a worried look on his face.

"Yar, we're running out of food. ”

He looked at Artis and admonished, "Why don't you slow down the reception of refugees for the time being." ”

"No way!"

Artis shook his head and said decisively: "The current food should be able to last for a while, and until tomorrow, I will take people to hunt some demonic beasts in the wilderness." ”

"After two periods of time, when this batch of grain matures, our grain pressure can be reduced a lot. ”

"But—" Eda looked at Artis, and stopped talking.

He wanted to say that the breeding of demonic beasts in the wilderness, coupled with the recent rampant demons, was likely to encounter danger.

However, he knew in his heart that Artis would not back down because of these reasons, so he simply did not say it.

"Well, I just hope that this period of time will not be too unlucky. When this period of time has passed, there is no need to be so risky. ”

Ai sighed in his heart.

He was a conservative man at heart.

In his opinion, there is currently a sacred tree, the land that can be cultivated is slowly increasing, all kinds of seeds can be planted quickly, plus some small domestic animals brought from the tribe before, it is completely self-sufficient.

Being in the depths of the desert, even demons are difficult to find, so there is no need to take risks.

After Ehis left, Artis looked at his back and shook his head.

He looked at the natural ancient trees in the distance, feeling the expansion of the natural gods, and his heart was silent.

If he just wants to trap this tribe, with the current conditions, Artis is confident that he will develop this place and ensure the safety of this place for years, if not decades.

But that's not what he was aiming for.

"The growth of the natural ancient tree, the expansion of the divine domain, and the rapid progress of my own strength, all of these require sufficient divine power and sufficient believers to give faith. ”

"And just with the population of this tribe, it's enough to even support the natural ancient trees, let alone others. After the outside world is completely destroyed, what is the use of this tribe no matter how well it develops. ”

Shinto is to gather the power of sentient beings to support themselves, and the reproduction of the population takes a long time, just relying on a tribe of a thousand people to reproduce, even if it is given a few decades, what can it be?

Artis got up and walked outside, looking at the figure outside.

"In just one month, three or four hundred people have been accepted, and it seems that the demons outside are making a lot of trouble. ”

He shook his head, "But that's too slow. Too many people have been killed by demons, and only a small number of people can escape, which is simply not enough. ”

"So it seems necessary to go out. ”

The winds from heaven gradually blew and lifted Artis's hair. In the distance, pedestrians are busy, and children are laughing and playing, looking harmonious.

Artis stood under the natural ancient tree, watching this scene, and couldn't help but smile.

...

In the early morning of the second day, Artis was accompanied by a group of his people.

According to his previous habit, he lined up the patriarchs behind him one by one, and set up a few ten-captains according to the appearance of the previous world, and then set off later

The group marched through the wilderness like a well-trained squad, and at first glance it seemed that the queue was neat and well-trained, and there was no sign of the messy rabble of a few months ago.

This is the effect of months of training. As the founding master of the great Adisian Empire, Artis was very strict about training, and now it seems that the effect is quite good.

He led the group to a spot far away from the surrounding oasis, intending to avoid the demons as much as possible.

After all, although Artis is not afraid, the purpose of this time is to hunt, not to fight against the demons, so it is naturally better to avoid it.

Sometimes, though, even if you try to avoid it, something will always come to you.

For example, at this time, Artis looked at a girl in the distance, and the two demons who were chasing after him from afar, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.