I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

A flood of memories flooded Mu Feng's mind.

It was not given by the system, but the memory given to him by his grandfather's "initiation" before!

For so long, Mu Feng has tried many times to unravel this self-contained memory, but he still couldn't break it.

The system gave him a suggestion to spend a sum of achievement points to help him open it, but he rejected it because the price was too high.

Later, as he got busy, he gave up after repeated failures. Anyway, the memory didn't bring any negative effects on him, so he didn't care too much.

What he didn't expect was that just tonight, after he set the name of the tribe and determined the totem, this group of memories became loose.

After everyone shouted the name of the new tribe and the totem, the group of memories seemed to have finally been stimulated and opened up on its own.

The memory opens.

Mu Feng fell into a state of loss for an instant, motionless.

Everyone noticed Mu Feng's abnormality, and didn't know what happened.

Lihu and Mingguang saw them, their expressions were both surprised and joyful.

He hurriedly walked to the front of Mu Feng, motioned everyone to silence, and then whispered: "The warchief has entered meditation, everyone is going back now!"

"Meditation!" Everyone shook together, their faces were shocked, and they hurried away quietly.

Mingguang and the others shook together and stood carefully around Mu Feng to protect him.

Lihu and Mingguang looked at each other, ecstatic on their faces.

After the last time the warchief meditated, he learned a lot of things, Jiang's jumped into the current Yanhuang ginger, even the totem.

This time after the warchief meditates again, doesn't it mean that the Jiang clan will become stronger?

In fact, what they didn't know was that what Mu Feng was understanding was his grandfather's memory.

This memory does not have much about the old man himself, mainly about Da Jiang-that is, the Jiang family before.

The Jiang family was indeed called "big ginger" before, but there was no word "yanhuang" in front of it.

The original Jiang clan was a large tribe with two to three thousand people in the extreme west, but was defeated in a battle with another tribe, resulting in the remaining tribe of Da Jiang with less than a thousand people.

In the extreme west surrounded by powerful enemies, Jiang had to migrate eastward.

Encountered various natural disasters, man-made disasters, and various animal dangers along the way, only 500 people were left when they came to the present Dongshan.

After five hundred people, for various reasons, only less than three hundred people were left!

As for Jiang's previous totem, it was a kind of sheep-like beast, Bai Ze, all white and intelligent.

The reason why the Jiang family fell was because the Baize Totem was snatched away-now the Baize Totem is the totem belief of others.

"Can you even grab faith?" Mu Feng was surprised, "If you believe it, why do you want to grab someone else's faith?"

If this is a religion placed in later generations, it would be good if everyone believes it directly. How could it be so complicated.

But he suddenly understood that the totem is equivalent to the ancestor for the tribe-the tribe that robbed the Jiang family's totem is to some extent robbed the Jiang family's ancestor!

This is why a tribe without totem belief is equivalent to Rootless Ping, but after having it, it will be different.

"It seems that the Jiang tribe still has tribal feuds!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "The tribe that could force the Jiang clan's 2,000 people to leave their homes, how many people, three to five thousand? That was decades ago. Grandpa was earlier. What about now? I didn't tell my name in this memory, really..."

He continued to check these memories, as well as some totems, sacrifices, and ceremonial ceremonies.

In addition to the totem, he took a look at the etiquette of sacrifices and witchcraft. They were all useless for some years. The general process is there, but the details are still unfinished. Mu Feng also carried out based on his own knowledge. "Fill in".

"The tribe now has a totem, and the necessary sacrificial rituals are still needed. In this way, there is a certain sense of sacredness for the tribesmen, which will deepen their identity and belonging!" Mu Feng nodded, "On the basis of the original etiquette. Mending the changes, they are familiar with them, and they won't feel abrupt. It's also appropriate!"

Of course, there are memories of his life experience in Grandpa's memory-he was discovered in a pile of dead people when Grandpa was out of the city.

As for why those people died, Grandpa's memory didn't explain in detail, and he couldn't catch up.

However, he pondered a little and guessed that he was probably a child of a tribe who fled after a tribe was looted.

This is his life experience, a little helpless, but also harmless.

One is that the world like him is considered lucky and survived.

The second is that his "soul" is no longer the original wooden wind, and he can see this early.

Finally, it is about the statement that the warchief "meditation" to obtain special skills. The old man's memory describes it very rarely, because he himself has not acquired any special skills through meditation.

But it seems that through meditation, I have gained a much longer life span than ordinary people...

Mu Feng was quite speechless. He thought that this memory could give him information about "meditation". As a result, it was not as good as the information given by the system.

But this memory also said that people who acquired special skills through meditation in the big tribe are great witches, or healing skills, or attack power, or skills that he has never seen or even heard of.

All in all, in Mu Feng's view, these skills are basically "Zhu Youshu" not running away.

Mu Feng didn't expect that the memory given by Grandpa would be opened so easily, and he suddenly felt a little weird.

But after thinking about it, I think it's normal.

There is a saying called "Never forget, there must be an echo." It seems that in the old man's faith and memory, it is Jiang's that has been reading.

He couldn't let go of everything about Jiang's family, so after Jiang's rebirth re-established his totem, the memory of all this resonated and opened up.

Unexpectedly, but reasonable.

Frankly speaking, this group of memories did not give Mu Feng much practical benefit and help, but it did let Mu Feng figure out the origin of Jiang's family and his own life experience.

Of course, he also knew that the Jiang family might still have enemies to avenge in this world, and this enemy might still be in the extreme west.

There are other information that is slightly obscure, but also fragments, fragmented, and Mu Feng can't figure it out for the time being, and he didn't try to force it.

These memories were quickly opened, and quickly merged with his original memories.

So far, there is no more mystery in his mind.

And he has a feeling that after this group of memories merged with himself, the old man was afraid that he would never be able to recover his clarity.

"Don't worry, you can enjoy your old age in the new tribe!" Mu Feng muttered to himself, and then slowly opened his eyes...

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