Becoming a native named "Yue", Xue Wushu found another tribe nearby, calculated the time, and almost restored the footsteps of a person whose family was ruined and stumbled and fled thousands of miles by luck.

"I'm Yue, my tribe harvest missed, and I escaped alone. Xue Wushu said. And the natives who received him didn't have much suspicion, and even teased him a few words.

"Let's go, come with me, I'll take you to see the patriarch, you know the rules, you can't stay if you can't pass the patriarch's level." The native who guarded pouted and said as he led Xue Wushu into the tribe. The glances cast to Xue Wushu along the way were either curiosity or shame, a person who had lost his own tribe and a homeless man, shouldn't this be despised?

Xue Wusuan knew this, and he didn't mean anything, he seemed very decadent and depressed. Coupled with the "wounds" on his body and the chaotic atmosphere, he looks like a refugee. It didn't arouse any suspicion from any of the natives along the way.

It is said that the patriarch is also the leader, and generally speaking, it is the highest cultivator in the tribe, and Xue Wushu has seen dozens of tribes without exception.

After passing through the low houses of the tribe, I soon saw a different stone house, much taller, and there was a statue of a god more than one person tall at the door. The statue was abstract, but there was a divine aura on it. Needless to say, this thing is the god worshiped by these natives, that is, the "void" of the desolate tribe.

"Patriarch, a refugee has come and wants to attach himself to our tribe, so I brought him here, please decide. ”

The patriarch was a man who didn't look old, just in his early forties. The red eyeballs unique to the aborigines are very prominent on this body, and it seems that they want to choose people to devour under each other's eyes, which is very imposing.

Xue Wushu pretended to be obedient and avoided the gaze from the other side. This is the etiquette and habit of the indigenous people, and Xue Wushu naturally knows it. If this patriarch is looking at you, and you dare to look at each other and not let you in the slightest, this is a provocation, a duel is required, and it is regarded as a provocation to the patriarch with all his might. This is also the reason why as soon as Xue Wushu came, this patriarch kept an eye on him. is a test to see if this "fugitive" is so obedient and prickly, who likes it?

"What's your name, which tribe?"

"My name is "Yue", from the Haoyang tribe in the north. ”

"The Haoyang tribe. Well, what's going on?"

"The harvest failed, the beasts went berserk, and then they chased the smell to the tribe, and all but me died. ”

"All killed by the herd?"

Xue Wushu shook his head and said, "No, most of them were killed by the beasts, but some died on the way here. "That's the right thing to say.

Sure enough, the leader nodded. Get up and walk towards the back room. Xue Wushu willingly followed, and the native who led Xue Wusuan in first also followed happily, but the leader did not stop him.

When I entered the back room, I found that it was actually very large, more like an indoor altar. There is a circle of futons next to the altar, and I don't know if this is a place where these natives have something to meet.

"Stand in. You should know the rules. ”

"Yes. Xue Wushu replied with his head lowered, and walked up to the center of the altar in the middle as he seemed to be very nervous. He knew it well from the memories of the revenant soul from before. This is the main procedure and the mechanism of screening.

As a wanderer who has lost his own tribe, it is itself a negative identity imprint, an existence that is eliminated by nature. But isn't there something recyclable in the garbage, and now Xue Wushu has to face this altar to screen whether he is recyclable or not.

"Don't move. Keep your mind, if you mess around and ruin the ceremony, I'll have to send you away. Got it?"

"Yes, I understand. Xue Wushu's voice was still "worried" and replied.

After a while, the leader's spell began to work, and mysterious fluctuations drilled into the altar, and then the altar activated, which in turn acted on Xue Wusuan's body.

Since it is screening, there must be preferential conditions, and the main thing is talent. Don't look at these natives who rely on extra strength to cultivate, but it still depends on talent. At this time, Xue Wushu really has a strong "talent". And he now has an extra soul, which he "borrowed" from the previous ghost. And with the enhancement of some aspects of his own familiarity, it can be said that he is now a "gifted" native.

Sure enough, after only three breaths, the power of the altar acting on Xue Wusuan quickly faded. Then Xue Wushu saw the leader's shocked and ecstatic appearance, and the natives who came to see the excitement were also incredulous.

"You're good! Your name is Yue, right?"

"Yes. ”

"I declare that from today onwards, you will be a member of my White Frost Tribe! Go, go out with me, and I will inform the whole clan of this news!"

"Thank you, patriarch!" Xue Wushu knelt down on one knee according to the rules, and called the patriarch's indigenous "show loyalty".

And the patriarch was really excited, he felt that he would never forget the ritual on the altar just now. It was amazing, this patriarch had never seen a golden light appear on this kind of ritual since he had practiced, which meant that this "moon" was extremely talented, and he was a full two colors higher than him.

This means that as long as this "moon" does not die, then he will definitely be able to grow into a higher cultivator than his patriarch. And seeing that this "moon" actually survived the trampling of the beasts, this luck is also amazing. Such a talented and lucky person is really a treasure for the tribe.

Of course, these things have to be done slowly, and this patriarch wants to see if he can train "Yue" to be his successor. Wouldn't the existence of the entire tribe be more stable? Naturally, there would be more possibilities for the existence of the beast tide.

The giant beasts in captivity are the "dealers" of the "gods", and these natives are the tenants in the farm's land, so how can the landlord's family let the tenants turn over? Therefore, of course, the "dealers" who harvest regularly will also clean up the "tenants." There is also the beast tide. Therefore, these natives will choose the strongest one to be their patriarch no matter what.

It was recognized, and it was reused: he was in charge of cleaning the altar and led a hunting team of eight. Cleaning the altar is to recognize and establish status, and the leader of the team is to establish prestige and accumulate popularity. The patriarch also took great pains to cultivate Xue Wusu. I didn't know that this super genius in his eyes was harboring evil intentions.

Xue Wushu is also very calm, he seems to have really become a "moon" quietly waiting for an opportunity to appear. At the same time, he has gained a lot in this tribe, and the most important thing is that he has cracked the mana means on the altar set in the center of the tribe.

(End of chapter)