I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng, who was still regretting the previous second, immediately comforted himself: "I have worked so hard for so long, what's wrong with the enjoyment?"

Especially when he took a mirror and looked at the clothes on his body, he grinned with satisfaction: "Well, not bad, not bad! It fits!"

Then he looked at his own face in this world-this was the first time he had seen himself clearly in this world: the edges and corners of his face were very sharp, not as thick eyebrows as big eyes, but not as a motherly girl.

What stands out is that his nose is quite straight and his eyes are folded.

Mu Feng looked left and right in the mirror, licking an old face and praised himself: "Well, although not as handsome as one-tenth of my previous life, this heroic spirit also possesses a bit of my previous temperament!"

"Well, I will wash my hair and tie it up right away. I can really wake up when I dream!"

Thinking about this, Mu Feng put away the mirror, washed his hair really "smelly", wiped it clean and tied it behind his head, looked at the mirror again, and felt that his current image had a "wild hairstyle". "Sven appearance" and "wisdom temperament" all in one.

"It seems that there is still something wrong..." Mu Feng muttered to himself, his eyes lit up suddenly, "By the way, there is still a lack of a handy decoration!"

He suddenly remembered the one-meter-six-meter-long metal stick that he had seized from the Manglong Department before. Isn't it the best thing to make a walking stick?

He hurriedly took out the metal stick again and squeezed it. It was a little heavy, but it was nothing to him now.

He squeezed twice, held it with one hand, and gently put it on the ground with a "dang" sound, and then he flicked his sleeves again, um, fairy spirit fluttering, fairy wind and bones.

Mu Feng is very satisfied with this outfit, and feels that if there is any big ritual thing happening in the tribe in the future, he can wear this outfit to participate, which can definitely reflect his attention.

He had just put away the mirror and was about to change back into his animal skin clothes. Mingguang brought Hanshu, Qingya, Shuofeng and others to look for him.

"Great Chief!" Mingguang's eyes condensed, his expression agitated, and he knelt down on one knee with one hand up.

And all the people behind him also knelt down at this moment, with one hand up, and their heads down: "Great Chief!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised, "What are you doing again!"

"Warchief, you meditated to become a saint?" Mingguang looked extremely excited.

"Meditation?" Mu Feng wondered, his heart moved, "Holy?"

Mingguang didn't know the situation of Mu Feng, and said: "The old chief, that is, the grandfather once mentioned to us that as a great chief, he can understand many things through meditation."

Mu Feng immediately realized that the "sage" mentioned by Mingguang should correspond to the level of Wuzhu in a complete and healthy tribe.

In a tribe, Wu Zhu is a full-time person who performs animal sacrifices and sacrifices. According to the size and ability of the tribe, it can be divided into sages, wise men, and saints.

Wu Zhu can learn many things that others don't know or understand through meditation.

Through meditation to understand the truth to a certain level, Mu Feng will appear as a "Xianfeng Dao Bone" dress-a robe on his body and a witch in his hand.

But for small tribes like the Jiang clan, what Wuzhu and the high priest and chieftain were all carried on his shoulders, so it was not so clear.

So Mingguang would say the "meditation" of the warchief.

Now Mu Feng was clearly wearing the "sage" that the old chief had previously vaguely mentioned in their eyes. Doesn't this mean that their Jiang family is really going to rise and restore the former glory that the old chief said?

"Warchief, it seems that you are destined to take our Jiang family back to the glory of the past!"

"Great Chief Daxian!"

"Go away, it's the Great Sage!"

"Great Sage?" Mu Feng was a little speechless, almost amused, "Also eight precepts!"

His appearance was just a temporary motive, but he didn't expect that Mingguang and the others were so excited that they were incoherent, like a pair of devout religious believers.

"You..." Mu Feng stretched out his hand to wave his hand, but was hurriedly supported by Mingguang in front of him: "Say, Chief Chief!"

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly withdrew his hand, and said in his heart: "Does this guy have the potential to become a father-in-law?"

"Hurry up!" Mu Feng waved his hand, and didn't bother to explain that he was just a momentary intention. After all, the more he explained this kind of thing, the more confused he became.

However, he suddenly had some guesses in his heart, that is, the memory given by Grandpa in his mind, which was delayed in his mind, is very likely to be related to this!

This vaguely coincided with his previous guess, and my heart became more and more certain.

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"That's it, Warchief!" Lihu got up and said respectfully, "The training ground has built a place for raising horses. Then how should we train, especially those of us who have just had mounts!"

"Huh?" Mu Fengqi said, "The training ground must be built again. What are you doing in such a hurry?"

"That's the case. I told Hanshu about the situation of rushing to kill the Blackfang today. I think it should be faster than the armored earth dragon at the speed of the red deer. But you are indeed the one who fights ahead!"

Han Shu also nodded at this time: "You are the great chieftain of the tribe. You can't let you rush to the forefront in everything. The Jiang tribe can have no us now, but you can't be without you!"

Mu Feng was moved in his heart, but then he thought about it: "No, you are all gone. Isn't I the great chieftain really alone?"

Mingguang added another sentence: "Especially since you are now a saint again, my Jiang family has risen, and it is only a matter of time before the glory of the past is restored!"

Mu Feng was touched and helpless at this time, and said in his heart: "Do you think I'm so pushy and rushing to the front? If it weren't for fear that you won't be able to charge on horseback and run to death, I don't want to risk it!"

"Jiang just ordered someone who can fight. The red deer and horses were finally caught and tamed. I, the great chief, managed to buy some wealth for myself, can you not spare it!"

But he didn't show these thoughts on his face, smiled and nodded: "Okay, I know what you said!"

After a pause, he said again: "Since you all know the importance of horses now, you naturally know that they can't be missed! Such important things must be the same as wild boars and wild sheep, and put them at the top of our tribe. At the core!"

"Not only that, I have already told Lihu that the training ground will be changed to a racecourse. If you want to train horseback riding, you can put a fence in the racecourse again, that's it!"

"Fence?" Mingguang was puzzled.

Mu Feng waved his hand: "This will wait until you finish the outer wall!"

"Yes!"

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