Chapter 075 The Real Envoy

When Chang Heng heard that Wu Lao actually made himself the patriarch of the Jinwu tribe, he felt ridiculous. Even if he wanted to win people's hearts, he didn't have to do this. After thinking for a while, Chang Heng said, "Please forgive me for being brave. What is this patriarch? I have also seen many tribes, and I have never heard of the position of patriarch in the tribe."

Wu Lao smiled, looked at his hand under the night, and found that he was still practicing. He explained to Chang Heng, "In ordinary tribes, Wu Lao has the highest status and the greatest power. That is because Wu Lao is responsible for sacrificing ancestral witches and controlling the power to communicate with ancestral witches. He is the strongest person in the tribe, so ordinary tribes Wu Lao is respected. In fact, the most powerful tribe should be the patriarch, and only the patriarch can determine the future development of the tribe. And Wu Lao only holds a sacrificial position and should not interfere in so many things.

Wu Lao's words were unclear. Chang Heng thought carefully for a long time before he understood what he meant.

"You mean that the patriarch should be the leader of a tribe, while Wu Lao is only the first master in the tribe, only responsible for sacrificing ancestral witches and acting as a th Fighter in wartime?"

Wux Lao laughed and said, "It can also be understood in this way." After a moment of meditation, he said, "After all, a person's energy is limited. It takes most of his time to sacrifice ancestral witches and make bone charms. How can he have the energy to do anything else? If there is nothing I can do, I won't manage things in the tribe.

Chang Heng laughed at himself: "I really haven't heard of the patriarch in the tribe."

Wu Lao's face was serious: "There is no patriarch in their tribe, because their tribe is too small to be called a clan, let alone a patriarch. And we are not. Although our Jinwu tribe is now bankrupt, it used to be a very powerful tribe with a very glorious past. We are qualified to become a self-contained family.

Chang Heng looked at Wu Lao with a playful face and asked tentatively, "How brilliant was the once a very powerful tribe with a very glorious past?"

Wu's face changed slightly, and his old face trembled. He meditated for a while and let out a long sigh: "I don't know how many years ago. My descendants are not good, and it's even difficult to live. How can he still have the face to mention the glory of the past."

Although he was sure that the Jinwu tribe was the descendant of the Sun tribe, Chang Heng still needed Wu Lao to say it himself. Hearing Wu Lao's words, Chang Heng smiled and said, "In the past, there was a very powerful tribe called the Sun Tribe..."

As soon as Chang Heng said this, Wu Lao, including several big men around him, changed his face. Wu Lao, who was sitting there like an ordinary old man, straightened his waist and a strong momentum came out from his body: "Who are you? How do you know about the Sun Tribe?

"Who am I? Ha ha." Chang Heng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. It's important who let me come here."

"Who asked you to come here?" Wu Lao asked hurriedly. Several big men stared at Chang Heng with bright eyes, and all of them subconsciously touched the weapons behind him. It seemed that as long as he answered incorrectly, they would immediately attack him.

"Wish Rong Shuyang." Chang Heng spit out these four words.

"Wish Rongzhiyang? The greatest witch of my Sun tribe, and also the greatest sinner, wish Rong Shengyang? Where did you meet him?" Wu Lao rushed over and grasped Chang Heng's hand tightly. He was so strong that he almost grabbed Chang Heng's bone.

In terms of strength, Wu always has the power of Wujing. Although he is old, Chang Heng can't avoid it. It was easy to let Mr. Wu let go of his hand and rubbed his wrist with several dark marks on it. Chang Heng explained the situation of Zhu Rong's yang, but he subconsciously skipped the matter of the altar.

Wu Lao and several big men looked at each other in surprise and fell down to worship: "The current Wu Lao of the Sun tribe and several clan elders have seen the gods."

God's envoy? Chang Heng subconsciously glanced at his hand under the night and found that he was not online yet. He touched his nose with a wry smile, pulled Wu Lao up and said, "I'm not a god, if it's him."

Chang Heng refers to his hand under the night. At this time, his hand under the night was online. When he saw several big men kneeling on the ground, Chang Heng held Wu Lao with one hand and pointed to himself. He couldn't help asking, "What is it?"

"Naturally, it is God." Chang Heng laughed.

Knowing that Chang Heng was transmitted by Zhu Rong Shuyang, the Wu Laos were very excited and added some respect to their original gratitude to Chang Heng, which made Chang Heng feel uncomfortable.

"Pear, there are now more than 38,000 people and more than 5600 soldiers in our clan, with strength ranging from ordinary to witchcraft, but the most are in the early days of wizards. If you want to migrate, security is a big problem.

If Chang Heng was pushed to the position of patriarch, on the one hand, Wu Lao thought carefully, as Chang Heng thought, in order to stabilize him and let him take the Jinwu tribe out wholeheartedly, on the other hand, it was as a reward for Chang Heng. Look, let you be the patriarch. How can there be a bigger and better reward than this? But now that I know the origin of Chang Heng, all the thoughts in my stomach are gone, and I really respect him as the patriarch.

Chang Heng doesn't care about being a patriarch. Not to mention so many people, that is, more than a dozen people suddenly came down. I guess everyone is not convinced. On the surface, they don't object to it. There are still few people who secretly violate the yangyin. Although Chang Heng took them out and really saved their tribe steadily, he didn't say anything about the reward, at least this is a big trouble.

The corners of my eyes caught a glimpse of the hand sitting next to me at night. Thinking that the hand under the night was very strong, and it cost a strong bone charm for it, but he didn't get anything. He moved his heart and said, "If you really want to recommend a patriarch, I have a suitable candidate."

Wu Lao was slightly stunned: "Who is the right person?"

Chang Heng smiled and looked at his hand under the night. Several people turned their eyes away. The hand under the night did not know what they had just said. At this time, he was slightly stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chang Heng said, "The reward promised to you is coming. Please accept it."

The hand under the night was a little confused, and Wu Lao's face showed an unhappy look: "Py patriarch, even if you don't want to be, you can't recommend a liar."

Chang Heng smiled and said, "Who said he was a liar? Without him, how can we suppress the powerful demon king and let him give us a way? If it is a divine messenger, he is a real divine messenger, like a fake replacement.