Witches are in the same lineage, only when the previous generation of witches dies, the new witches will ascend to the throne, otherwise they can only exist in the tribe as apprentices and learn witchcraft.

Wu is also like this, he followed the master at the beginning, and finally got into his current position, so many years have never heard of the totem taking the initiative to contact the clansmen, as for praying for the totem, it is just his meager magic power poured into the totem, not something unfathomable.

However, Wu also knows that this is a profession that relies on talent extremely much, and he barely reached the passing line, and after so many years, he is just a witch apprentice, although theoretically it is equivalent to Hong's Cave Breaking Realm, but it should be the weakest in the same rank.

Wu is an extremely mysterious profession, no one can tell, if Liang Bo is talented, maybe the totem will really take the initiative to contact him, Wu found a reason that he thought was reasonable, and couldn't help but light up his eyes.

"Bamboo pole..."Wu just spoke, but was interrupted by Liang Bo, the name of the original body, he really couldn't accept it.

"Wu, Totem has given me a new name, Liang Bo, so please call me by my new name. As the only thing he brought from his previous life, Liang Bo didn't want to lose his name, because this was the only belief he could remember from his past.

Hearing that it was given by the totem, everyone showed envious expressions, and shouted in their hearts that I also want the name of the totem.

"Uh... Liang Bo, since the totem recognizes you, then I hereby announce one thing. ”

"From today onwards, Liang Bo will follow me to learn witchcraft. ”

"Ah!" At the moment of envy of everyone, an untimely voice came out, it was Liang Bo himself.

"Why, don't you want to?" asked Wu with a dark face, it was the highest honor to be a witch, but now there were disgruntled voices.

In fact, Liang Bo said that in his previous life, he was used to reading all kinds of fantasy novels, and he was omnipotent, how could he not be envious, but now that he has this opportunity, he wants to follow Hong to practice, and he has little interest in witches.

Finding that Liang Bo looked at Hong from time to time, how could Wu not understand what Liang Bo meant.

In the end, he compromised: "You follow me and Hong to see which aspect of talent is higher!"

This result was something Liang Bo didn't expect, what a beautiful result was caused by the previous nonsense. From this moment on, everyone's eyes on Liang Bo changed, because they were not only facing a doll, but also a disciple of a witch with a very high status in the tribe.

In fact, what Liang Bo didn't expect was that being fooled by him was one of the reasons, and more importantly, the remaining food in the tribe could not last for a few days, if there were no these fish, Hong would have to bring adult males to go out hunting in this extremely cold weather, it is conceivable that in this environment, even if the food is caught, several people can make a living, and the danger along the way is very likely to lead to human losses; in this case, Liang Bo's contribution is quite large.

After doing this, Wu ordered the rest of the fish to be divided into two piles, the small ones were threaded with straw ropes one by one and hung on the cave wall for emergency purposes, and the large piles, including the two fish kings of the thin blood realm, were neatly placed in front of the totem.

"It's going to start again. I don't know who said in the crowd.

Praying to the totem, this process has been experienced many times, but it is the first time for Liang Bo who has crossed over.

The prayer of the tribe is actually very simple, that is, people use all kinds of fierce beasts and resources as tribute in exchange for some important materials such as cultivation resources or weapons; in fact, to be precise, anything can be exchanged, mainly according to the quality of the tribute.

Because there are two Thin Blood Realm Fish Kings in this tribute, everyone, especially Wu Du, is looking forward to what resources they can get and contribute to the Thin Blood Realm beasts, which is extremely rare for non-rank tribes.

According to the convention, everyone knelt in their own place, closed their eyes, and folded their hands, very sincerely, but this time Liang Bo, who was close to Wu, quietly opened his eyes and looked at Wu and the totem pole.

I saw that the witch's mouth kept chattering inaudible spells, and at the same time, a trace of magic power was given to the totem pole, and then the fish as tribute disappeared one by one.

"Huh?" Liang Bo was puzzled, because he suddenly noticed that the pattern on the totem pole had changed slightly, something that had never happened in his body's memory, and what was even more incredible was that the totem pole seemed to have a trace of life.

However, Liang Bo did not disturb everyone, and continued to kneel and sit, waiting for the end of the prayer.

After a short time, as the witch's prayer ended, one item after another appeared in the place where the previous tribute was offered, and the different types were added together, making a total of one hundred and eighty.

5 iron spears, 17 sets of rattan armor, 6 bows, 50 arrows, and 20 witch potions for the treatment of wounds and diseases.

The two Thin Blood Realm Fish Kings were exchanged for more valuable things, two copies of the witch medicine used in the cultivation of the Cave Breaking Realm and a little pig, that's right, a pig.

The weapons were distributed by the witch to the middle-aged men and women of the tribe, each holding the precious weapon in his hand and cherishing it as if it were his life. 22 witch potions were collected by the witch, but this little pig became the focus of everyone.

Alive, dark yellow, and fierce compared to the pigs in Liang Bo's previous life, two ivory-like white teeth lined up on both sides of the corners of the mouth, arching one by one in the crowd is very interesting, obviously not afraid of humans.

"Eat it!" said Butterfly, a stout girl, the same age as the finch, but as strong as an adult.

"Nonsense!" Wu stepped forward and protected the little pig and said, "The tribe has recorded that the living creatures given by the totem are not allowed to be harmed, and it will protect our tribe." ”

Wu Zheng seriously warned everyone, and shamelessly named the little pig Tengteng without anyone's consent.

Although the crowd did not think that this little pig could protect the tribe, no one disobeyed the orders of the witch, and the most important thing was that there was plenty of food at the moment.

After doing all this, Wu arranged for the fishing personnel, after all, the weather was too cold to stay outside for a long time.

I have to say that in this regard, Wu is still quite smart, and the fishing adopts a shift system, including Liang Bo's dolls, which are divided into three shifts, morning, noon and afternoon.

Only Wu himself and the finch are not counted in it, the witch himself is because he is too old, and the finch is because the finch is the first time to the piglet, uh... No, it was Teng Teng who showed his affection, not drooling when he looked at Teng Teng like everyone else, so he deliberately stayed in charge of taking care of Teng Teng.

The day passed in a hurry, and the cave was quiet again, only Liang Bo stared at the warm stone, thinking about what had happened in the day and the changes in his identity. ，