Mage with knife

"Be careful, old Peter. I'll give you the roasted meat of the holy beast, and you'll give me the holy spirit wine." Dick said.

"No problem." Old Peter is also an intermediate saint. Is there a way to find saint-level resources?

The three of them got together to eat and drink to celebrate Zhang Long's advancement.

"Zhang Long, you are not a Snowman, and you have been working in the Governor's Mansion of Loulan Province in the Prairie People. The Holy Island will not give you Holy Level resources. What are your next plans?" Dick asked.

"Lord City Lord, Ma Yue doesn't have Snow genes. He wants to take over as the governor of Loulan Province. What do you think?" Zhang Long asked. Ma Yue is the youngest son of Mahan. Because his mother is also a grassland person, there is indeed no

No hint of Snowman DNA.

Ma Yue is already an eighth-level magician, and his training qualifications are pretty good.

"What? You want to go back to the prairie too?" Dick frowned, "Zhang Long, now we see that the Dark Knife organization has disappeared. However, the situation in the prairie is actually not stable at all. It will be very dangerous for you to go back now."

"It's not the prairie. I want to visit Nantian Continent. It's very tolerant regardless of race or sect..."

Nantian Continent seems to be okay. Zhang Long is a saint after all. When he arrives at Nantian Continent, no matter which sect he joins, there will be saint-level resources for him.

The Semi-temple temple does have a teleportation array to Nantian Continent. Although the cost is very expensive, Dick has plenty of money, so it’s not a big deal. Is Zhang Long his old confidant? It’s worth it!

Zhang Long did not go alone. He brought several of his children, including Meng Liang, Zhao Hu, Jiao Zan and others' descendants. Dick thought this was not bad.

After all, Trust City is the territory of the Snow people, and it's okay for now. In the future, once he leaves, Dick can't guarantee whether the Snow people will liquidate the prairie people in Trust City.

Zhang Long left, but fortunately he was not dead. Dick felt melancholy for a while, and was not in a very depressed mood.

Zhang Long went to Nantian Continent, which might be a good thing for him and the descendants of several old grassland ancestors. Perhaps, in the future, he will also go to Nantian Continent and see Zhang Long, an old acquaintance.

After Zhang Long left Nantianzhou, Dick also made a lot of adjustments to the territory of Loulan Province. Most of the migrated grassland people, including the original grassland people of Trust City, moved south, generally in the jungle.

To the south of the district, the territory is the largest.

"Ma Yue, do you know why I made such an adjustment?" Dick asked Ma Yue, the new governor of Loulan Province.

"Lord City Lord, I'm also surprised. Isn't your consistent policy of ethnic integration?" Ma Yue asked. In fact, there are many prairie people who have come to this trust city for dozens or even hundreds of years, and they have interacted with the local Snow people.

After the marriage between people, a large number of prairie people were indeed integrated.

You know, for ordinary people, the next twenty years is a period of childbearing. After four or five generations, the prairie people and the Snow people are mixed together, and it is no longer possible to tell what race they are.

This is the case for the grassland people, the Eski people, the Blackwater people, the Gole people, these ethnic minorities who migrated to Tulas City relatively early, all have such a phenomenon of mixing and integration.

However, during the seven years that Ginobili spent in the prairie, there were too many prairie people who migrated to the so-called jurisdiction of Trust City one after another, making them look particularly different and conspicuous.

"Ma Yue, I don't know how long I can still make the decision in Trust City. Once I leave, or I advance to Demigod, the Duchy of Trust City will be replaced. The person replaced must be a Snowman.

I cannot guarantee whether the policy of national self-control will still be implemented if the duke changes in the future.

Ma Yue, you should know that this world, whether it is family or race, is very exclusive.

The newly arrived grassland people in the new Loulan Province should be concentrated as much as possible in the south. Once the policy changes, it will be very convenient for the grassland people to leave.

The area to the north of the jungle is, after all, the essence of Trust City, and it must also be the area that the Snow people value most."

Dick said this, Ma Yue is not stupid, of course he understands.

Now, most of the prairie people have migrated to the south of the jungle, which does not occupy the core areas of the Snow people, and will not make the Snow people too uncomfortable, right? The number of Snow people in Trust City is limited, and there is not that much population anymore.

It occupies a vast area south of the jungle, right?

As for when Dick will become a demigod, Ma Yue doesn't know Dick's true cultivation level, so how can he know?

"The grassland people are migrating south now, giving the impression to the Snow people that they will not compete with the Snow people for the living space north of the jungle. In this way, in the future, even if the Snow people's policies change, they will not be too targeted at the grassland people.

Already."

Dick had lived in the prairie for many years and still had deep feelings for the prairie people.

"Well, that's good. The area south of the jungle is wider and suitable for us prairie people to open up more pastures." Ma Yue has no objection. Now, the area south of the jungle is also very suitable for farming, and there are a lot of potatoes per acre. No

You must stick to the north of the jungle.

After all, the Snow people are the dominant ethnic group, and it is impossible for the grassland people to compete with the Snow people in Trust City.

"Ma Yue, as long as you know what's going on."

"Don't worry, City Lord, this policy will give the grassland people a greater living space, and the grassland people are happy with it."

After calming down Ma Yue from Loulan Province, Dick couldn't say anything to someone like Ma Yue who had serious grassland plots. Isn't Zhang Huan like that?

To be honest, Dick is really not optimistic about the future of the prairie people. The prairie itself is a place abandoned by gods. There is no chance to advance to a demigod, so what future is there?

Even if among the many prairie people in Loulan Province there are some with good talent in cultivation, so what if they advance to become demigods among the prairie people? There are more than a dozen demigods among the Snow people.

Even though the relationship between Dick and the Snow people was already very good, except for a few two or three Snow demigods who reluctantly agreed with him, he was basically rejected by most of the Snow people's top brass.

Once the minority cultivators advance to the saint level, they will not be accepted by the Snow people's holy island at all. They do not even have the basic saint level resources. The saints can only run away, similar to Zhang Long. In this case, what is there to talk about?

Has it grown?

Perhaps, the Snow people simply do not want the minority cultivators in the territory of Trust City to really grow in size.

Zhang Long probably saw through this and left Nantianzhou. As for Zhang Huan, Ma Yue and the like, Dick has no idea how long they can persist.

Everyone's path and everyone's ideas are different. It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong. As long as you believe in it, just keep going.

Dick's current cultivation level seems to be far away from that of a demigod. The water element is only at the eighth level of artistic conception, and the fire element has been stuck at the peak of the eighth level for many years. The artistic conception is not an accumulation of cultivation, it is a very ethereal thing.

Dick even had a divine sword in his hand to assist him, but ultimately he had to rely on himself to understand the artistic conception.

Perhaps, it's time for him to go to the temple. Dick has the status of a grand duke, so he is qualified to enter the temple and experience the divine light space.