The elders of the clan immediately woke up more than half of their drinking, and said sincerely to Jiang Xiaoman: "Fang Cun is the unique skill of the old patriarch, the old patriarch taught us at the beginning, but we can't learn it, we are already old, you can teach it to the sons, the younger generation is the hope of my barbarians." ”

Jiang Xiaoman patted his head, with the master's personality, how could he hide his own secrets from his clansmen, Fang Cun is indeed difficult to master, and it is no wonder that they can't learn it, he thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "I will be the ancestor witch totem, I will teach this to everyone, after the elders of the clan learn, I am responsible for carving the totem for all the clansmen." ”

"What? You said the ancestral witch totem?" The clan elders of the Wu tribe were shocked, their voices trembled, but the patriarch of the barbarian tribe was full of mist on his face: "What ancestral witch totem?"

"The ancestral witch totem is the highest classic of my Wu clan, it is a rune derived from various basic elements between heaven and earth, each rune represents a kind of great avenue between heaven and earth, and the combination of two runes is another kind of extremely powerful Dao pattern, extremely mysterious and profound, our Wu clan has long been lost, I didn't expect Xiaoman to get it, it is really my Wu Man's luck!" The patriarch of the Wu clan was full of piety, and looked at Jiang Xiaoman's eyes full of gratitude.

Jiang Xiaoman secretly pondered, this ancestral witch totem was given to him by the master, why did the Wu clan say that it had been lost for a long time? According to the master's character, it is impossible to hide secrets from the clansmen, does he not know the importance of the ancestral witch totem at all? Thinking of the master's love for brute arts, and his noncommittal about witchcraft, he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that his rough master did not take the ancestral witch totem seriously at all, and after putting it away, he did not report to the witch clan at all.

Thinking that if he said that the ancestral witch totem has always been in the hands of the master, the Wu clan does not know how many resentments there are, yes, just let yourself be this good person, he nodded with a smile and said: "I also got this ancestral witch totem by chance, although I am not a barbarian person, but after all, I am the master's apprentice, and the master's clan is my clan, everyone rest assured, I will never hide it from my own people." ”

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoman was so sincere, the clan elders who had always had some doubts about his identity as a foreigner were also completely let go, what if they were not barbarians, you must know that from the root, all the human races are the descendants of the ancient witches, as long as they are human beings, they have the same root and the same origin, and they naturally accept the reality easily.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaoman convened everyone to teach the ancestral witch totem, more than 100 clan elders listened carefully like primary school students, related to the continuation and strength of the race, no one will act sloppily, but their understanding really made Jiang Xiaoman miserable, for a whole day, not even a rune could be depicted, which made him quite a headache, so he had to be patient, teach the clan elders totems in the morning, and teach the hunting teams in the tribe to fight brutally in the afternoon, everyone got the orders of the clan elders, and saw Jiang Xiaoman's strength, and they all studied seriously, much faster than a group of clan elders。

What surprised Jiang Xiaoman the most was that the first one to condense blood drops turned out to be Fang Xiaoli, it only took three days, it can be seen that his qualifications are extremely good, there is a successful one, everyone's cultivation momentum is getting stronger and stronger, soon the second and third ...... Half a month later, more than 100 people condensed blood beads, which surprised Jiang Xiaoman, and the thirty-six Wu clan elders there were finally able to depict the first rune, the barbarian clan elder scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, and broke out in anger, and on the twentieth day Fang Ze also depicted a rune, and then everyone succeeded one after another, and after the experience of the first rune, the second rune was fast.

At the time of the month, all the tribes came, and the tribes that came first had moved into the cave one after another under the leadership of Fang Dagang and others, and after seeing the valley like a fairyland, everyone cheered, and immediately fell in love with it, and carefully began to decorate their new home, fortunately, there are seven valleys, enough for everyone to settle down, and there is still a large space.

At this moment, the news that Jiang Xiaoman will become the trusted patriarch has spread throughout the entire barbarian tribe, except for the barbarian tribe who knows Jiang Xiaoman's magic and has no objection to this, the young and vigorous Tianjiao people in the other one hundred and seven tribes are very dissatisfied, thinking that a foreigner, but also a young fat man, is a great insult to the barbarians.

A group of clan elders tacitly remained silent, without explaining these grievances, causing these young people to think that the clan elders had something unspeakable, and the tide of opposition became more and more grand, and even went on a hunger strike and sat down to protest, Fang Dagang and the others were signaled by Fang Ze, and they kept silent, and did not make any statement, just looked at the Tianjiao leaders of the major tribes, and their eyes were full of pity and sympathy.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at the smiling faces of these old clan elders, and suddenly became angry, my brother is very busy, and he wants me to come forward to beat these young people Liwei, but he also knows that this is the result of the patriarch's careful consideration, the barbarians worship the strong, and they will definitely not be able to convince the public if they don't fight Liwei, even if the clan elders force him to be the patriarch, these people will not be convinced, and they will definitely not ban it in the future, which will have a great impact on his prestige.

After figuring out this section, the resentment against the clan elders is not so big, since they want to establish their authority, they will be more high-profile, so a message quickly spread throughout the entire barbarian, Jiang Xiaoman will swing for a day before the ancestral sacrifice ceremony, if there is anyone who can defeat him, he will be the new patriarch.

After this news came out, the clamor stopped, after all, these people are self-aware, and they know how much responsibility the patriarch bears, which is not something they can bear at all, but how can the barbarians be afraid of things? These young heroes have responded to this fight, battle! But even if they win, they will not be the patriarch, if Jiang Xiaoman loses, the matter of the patriarch is not allowed to be mentioned again.

Jiang Xiaoman smiled slightly, these barbarian people are still very simple, they didn't say that they would let him get out of the barbarian clan if they lost, it can be seen that their hearts are still very kind, they didn't plan to play heavy, they decided to start a little lighter, and the clan elders enthusiastically picked out an uninhabited valley as a ring, planning to use this place as a place for barbarian clansmen to practice and learn in the future.

The day of the fight was very lively, almost all the clansmen came, the whole valley was crowded with people, gathered in front of the ring built by Fang Dagang and others overnight, the outstanding clansmen of the younger generation stood in front of the ring and waited for the challenge, among them, six of them were surrounded by the stars and moons, it seemed that they were the best genius clansmen of the barbarians, and a large woman who was as beautiful as a fairy stood alone on the side, looking particularly lonely, which attracted Jiang Xiaoman's attention.

Why is she a plus-sized beauty? The woman's figure is very slender, concave and convex, thin waist, long legs, enlarged breasts, buttocks, her face is a delicate melon seed face, her skin is delicate and fair, and the rough and dark man-like girl of the barbarian tribe is particularly incompatible, in the eyes of Jiang Xiaoman, who is used to seeing beautiful women, she can be regarded as a peerless beauty, if it is not for the height of nearly two meters, a little taller than Jiang Xiaoman, the whole person is one size bigger than the average human woman, and the beautiful face is not smiling, it is all cold.

Jiang Xiaoman hid behind the ring and asked Fang Dagang: "Brother Dagang, who is that woman?"

Fang Dagang looked at the woman with a hint of pity: " She, is from the Barbarian Bull Tribe, called Fang Zhilan, in fact, she is a poor person, she is a mixed race born from a foreign woman and our barbarian man, she has excellent talent, she cultivated to the Barbarian Emperor Realm at a young age, if it weren't for her appearance being too ugly, and she was a lonely star, she killed her parents when she was very young, and she always had a cold face, resulting in her not even having a friend, if it weren't for the clan elders taking good care of her, she would have been driven out of the tribe a long time ago, her personality is extremely withdrawn, her fighting style is extremely fierce, and she is good at exchanging injuries for her life, the other six barbarian emperors don't dare to provoke her easily, you must be careful if you run into her later。 ”

Jiang Xiaoman's face became extremely strange, and he felt that his outlook on life had been subverted: "She looks too ugly?

"Isn't it ugly?" Fang Dagang looked at him puzzled: "You see that she has thin arms and thin legs, her breasts are not big, her buttocks are not big, she is so short, her skin is so white, and her face is so small, isn't this ugly?"