Babatula is over sixty years old this year, since the belief in the totem, most of the time every day is spent meditating to achieve enlightenment, his faith can not be described as ungodly, hard work can not be described as hard, but limited to talent, the entry has not made much progress in the past few decades, although he has obtained the witchcraft of raising Gu worms, but it is like a double-edged sword, although the power is not small, but he needs to be fed with essence blood from time to time, otherwise the Gu worms will eat themselves.

After being flicked by Fifth Brother Zhang, Babatula was ignorant for a while, and then all kinds of scenes since birth appeared in his mind, as if he was watching flowers, the frolicking and playful in childhood, the whimsy of youth, the youth becoming a respected wizard, the sadness when his parents died, and the complacency when the Gu worm became a big man, and all of a sudden, all kinds of sweet and sour tastes came up all at once.

Suddenly, he had a splitting headache, and those who were killed by his Gu worms turned into ghosts one by one, and pounced on him with teeth and claws. There were also beautiful women like clouds, all naked, and they surrounded him and whispered.

Babatula was terrified for a while, and then fell into infinite tenderness. The brain seems to be split into two halves, one side is cold, the other side is hot, and it seems that in the next moment, when the cold and the hot collide in one place, they will explode all at once.

Boom, Boom...... Babatura's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he trembled all over, and blood lines came out of his eyes, nose, and ears, looking very hideous and terrifying.

Just when Babatula's soul was crumbling and about to be scattered, he suddenly blessed his soul and bowed in the direction of Fifth Brother Zhang.

At this time, Babatula's eyes had been covered by the blood flowing out, and he couldn't see anything, but he sensed in the dark that the yellow flame above Fifth Brother Zhang's head turned into a majestic phantom that connected the sky and the earth, with a height of one million zhang, his head was bigger than the mountains, and his face was blurred, but he exuded supreme domineering majesty, and the clothes on his body seemed to be churning flames, which merged with the void and illuminated countless Daoming yellow rays.

Babatura's mind was suddenly enveloped by a bright yellow light, and both ghosts and beauties disappeared without a trace in an instant. He felt that his whole body was incomparably clear, his mind was cool, and his whole body was fluttering, as if he was going to ride the wind back.

Breaking through the horror and desire, Babatula seemed to have suddenly attained enlightenment, and his soul grew sharply under the illumination of bright yellow light.

Rumble! Babatula's spirit seems to have materialized, turning into a three-headed, six-armed, hideous-looking god and demon, with no legs on his lower body, turning into a tail shrouded in yellow smoke, each of the six arms holding a bone knife, a bone spear, a bone sword, a bone hammer, a bone club, and a bone fork, and the three heads have different complexions, sadness or joy, and they are indescribably weird.

Protector God and Demon! The highest achievement of cultivation for all barbarian sorcerers who believe in totems is to transform their souls into substantiated gods and demons, who do not know where to come and go, and can take people's lives hundreds of miles away, as if they are searching for things, and are not afraid of swords, fire, water, and fire, gathering and scattering, and erratic.

Legend has it that the totem rules over one billion and eighty million protector gods and demons, conquering the heavens and being invincible!

The power of the Dharma Protector God and Demon comes from faith, as long as Babatula believes in the totem, his power will continue to increase, if he betrays the totem, he will be wiped out, and the spirit will fall into the infernal hell forever.

"My heart is pious, and I am willing to be driven by the son of the totem!" Babatula knelt on the ground and said to Fifth Brother Zhang.

Originally, he was refined by Fifth Brother Zhang, and decades of hard work were ruined, but unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise, Fifth Brother Zhang flicked his head, as if he was a stick in the head, or it was an initiation, which made him enlightened all of a sudden, and under the irradiation of the fire of Fifth Brother Zhang's totem, he achieved the great power of the protector god and demon.

For thousands of years, among the barbarian wizards, there were very few people who could cultivate the appearance of gods and demons. It's not that they're not religious, it's that most of the barbarian wizards don't have enough divine soul power, and if they forcibly attack to achieve the gods and demons, they will end up in a scattered state. Unless by chance, the lucky ones who are favored by the totem can reach the realm of gods and demons.

Fifth Brother Zhang looked at Babatula in a daze, feeling that this old man was similar to the dancing god, and asked, "What do you mean?" Want to follow me in the future? ”

Babatula was full of piety and said: "Great son of totem, only by following in your footsteps can I always bathe in the light of totems, please grant my humble request, and let me serve by your side to serve the dogs and horses." ”

"Are you relying on me, do you want me to give you a pension?" Fifth Brother Zhang secretly said unlucky, this old man has no children and no daughters, he looks good now, he may not be sick in the future, if he can't afford to be sick, he has to be fed medicine and fed to take care of him, and he will die in the future, how can he bear to expose his corpse to the wilderness, and he has to pretend to be a filial son and grandson, and give him a beautiful funeral, this is really a loss-making business.

"I can take care of myself, you don't need to bother, I stay with you as if I were your servant, and if anyone offends your majesty, I can punish him. As you saw just now, my Divine Soul has cultivated into a Dharma Protector God and Demon Appearance, which is still very powerful. ”

After Babatula finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, in the history of the barbarians, there were no more than ten wizards who cultivated gods and demons, and he would be famous for eternity in the future. However, he soon woke up to the fact that in front of the totem son, any frivolity and complacency was a kind of blasphemy, and then his face became extremely solemn again.

"Tell me what you're going to do? Do you know how to chop wood and carry water, or do you know how to farm? Fifth Brother Zhang looked at the long and thin fingers of Babatula, and felt that this old man was not only a bachelor, but also a lazy man, and he definitely didn't like to work.

Babatula looked embarrassed and said with a red face: "Great totem son, I don't know all of what you say, but if necessary, I can learn it." ”

As a shaman, Babatula has a respected status in the tribe and is pampered all day long, which requires menial work, so it is true that he will not do anything but meditate.

Fifth Brother Zhang looked at Babatula's pitiful appearance, and he really couldn't refuse with a hard heart, and thought to himself: "He may not be treated well in the tribe, and he has no children or daughters, so just take him in, and it will be regarded as doing a good deed." Thinking of this, he nodded, Babatula was overjoyed, got up and stood behind Fifth Brother Zhang, as if he was an old family servant.

Gurung was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall to the ground, a wizard whose soul had cultivated into a god and a demon, in which tribe he put it, he could not be offered as an ancestor, and he actually wanted to be the slave of Fifth Brother Zhang, and people didn't seem to be very willing. It seems that this totem son is really not simple, he must be closer and closer, and have a good relationship with such a strong person, which is a lot of benefits.

Giordanro felt that he was about to go crazy, and Fifth Brother Zhang could make Babatula realize with a finger of his hand, is this still a human being? I must be crazy, I will choose to be the enemy of such an existence, it seems that this time it is more auspicious, the barbarian has never been merciful to the loser, only killing him is already considered lucky, under normal circumstances, all his relatives will be uprooted, and there will be no one left.

Fifth Brother Zhang looked at Gurung and Giordanluo, sighed and said: "Forget it about the two of you, it's all the trouble caused by the arranged marriage, don't fight and kill in the future, it's better to live a good life than anything else!" ”

Gurung didn't understand what an arranged marriage was, but Fifth Brother Zhang said forget it, then forget it, do you dare to disobey him, you don't want to live.

Giordanro's heart was relieved, but Babatula said: "The great totem son, Giordanro is stubborn, although you are not willing to punish him, but with the sins he has committed, it is no longer appropriate to be the leader of the tribe." ”

Fifth Brother Zhang thought for a while, and said to Giordanluo: "You are too unreasonable, let the leopard bite me for no reason, I think Babatula is right, the position of the leader of this tribe, you just let it out, work hard in the future, if you change it well, maybe you can still be the leader, what do you think?" ”

Giordanluo escaped death, and when he saw Fifth Brother Zhang let it go like this, he couldn't help but repent for a while, and knelt down and said: "I made a big mistake and shouldn't have survived, but the great son of totem spared me, and I am willing to be your slave in the future and be by your side." ”

Fifth Brother Zhang hurriedly waved his hand and said: "You are strong, you don't need me to give you a pension and send a sect, I see, you still go back and forth from where, it doesn't matter if you make mistakes, as long as you can reform yourself." ”

Babatula leaned on crutches and asked, "Great totem son, since Giordanluo is not the leader of our Xiling tribe, the geese cannot fly without a head, please point us a new leader!" ”

Fifth Brother Zhang said: "This is your clan's own business, and you can decide it after discussing it yourself." ”

Babatula walked to the middle of the Xiling tribesmen, discussed for a while, and then walked over with more than 20 large and small leaders, knelt on the ground and said: "We have discussed, please ask the great totem son to be the leader of our tribe, and it is the glory of all our Xiling tribes to be able to follow in your footsteps!" ”

Fifth Brother Zhang was noncommittal, and Mei asked on the side, "Are you sincere?" ”

Babatula slashed his chest with a knife, and blood came out in an instant, and said: "Holy Lady, totem is above, we are willing to swear allegiance to the great son of totem, if there is a violation of the oath, let me be a dirty and ugly goblin in the next life!" ”

The other barbarians of the Xiling tribe followed suit, and also slashed their chests with knives, and swore vows for a while, with very eager expressions on their faces. In the barbarian tradition, all tribes that are blessed by the totem can add a 'holy' word in front of the tribe name, and the status of these tribes will also be much higher than that of other barbarian tribes, if the people of the two tribes meet on the road, then the people of the unblessed tribe must take the initiative to give way.

Once Fifth Brother Zhang became the leader of the tribe, the Xiling tribe was equivalent to receiving the blessing of the totem, and of course the clansmen were honored, who would regret such a good thing? Didn't you get kicked in the head by a moose's hooves?

"It's not a big deal." Fifth Brother Zhang has become the prophet of the Frost Giant, and he is already disturbed enough, and he really doesn't want to be a leader anymore.

With tears streaming down their eyes, Babatula and the leaders pleaded, "Ask the great son of the totem for mercy and become our leader." ”

Fifth Brother Zhang grew up growing up, and it was the first time he heard such a request, and he couldn't cry or laugh on his face.

Mei persuaded: "Fifth brother, you might as well be their leader, if you don't want to in the future, you can give it to others." ”

Fifth Brother Zhang saw Mei speak, and saw that Babatula was a lot older, so he agreed.

The barbarians of the Xiling tribe suddenly had a happy face, and they were proud in front of the Yuzhenhou tribe, as if the Yuzhenhou tribesmen were all shorter.

Gurung was angry for a while, and secretly scolded Babatula for being cunning, this time the Xiling tribe can be regarded as having the upper hand, and in the future, even a woman from the Xiling tribe will dare to command in front of him, and he has to deal with it carefully, who makes the name of the tribe have a 'saint' in front of it. "I won't be able to live this day anymore!"