Wild boar

Chapter 547 The inheritance of priests

The old patriarch Jiwa left with his body hunched over, like a frail old man.

Bart, who was knocked down by a slap, was in pain.

My face was swollen and my muscles were sore.

But compared to the physical pain, having his invincible self-confidence crushed was even more unbearable for Bart.

The voice of the old patriarch Jiwa rang repeatedly in his ears.

Your power is given by God, you must be pious to God, you cannot surpass God...

I do not know how long it has been.

Bart finally got up, and he returned to Banggua Village in despair.

Banggua Village.

Bart stood silently for a long time in front of the totem made of wood, haystacks and coconut shells.

Bart had never stared at the totem of Filth Fang so seriously before.

The Foulfang is a great god.

The whole clan thinks so, and Bart naturally thinks so too.

But he had no idea of ​​the greatness of the gods.

Until today he got slapped.

He finally understood that the great gods were invincible, and even having this thought was blasphemy.

Bart looked at the crudely made totem in front of him. In his eyes, it seemed to be getting taller and taller, and a majestic god seemed to come to life.

suddenly.

The sky began to pour rain.

The heavy rain soaked Bart, the idol and a pig.

The wild boar drooped his head and looked at Bart with a depressed expression.

This guy is really an idiot. He can't even break through to the second level. It's a waste of my time.

The wild boar shook the rain off its head, jumped into an unoccupied tent, and transformed into a wild boar man in the tent.

The wild boar man opened his mouth and spit out a storage bracelet made of black jade.

With a flip of his hand, two demon pills appeared in his hand.

This is the demon elixir of the third-level sea snake demon.

This demon pill has no effect on Zhu Zishan, but if Bart takes it, it only takes one pill to make that idiot explode and die.

Um...this won't work.

Zhu Zishan put back the demon elixir of the third-level demon beast, and then rummaged around in his storage bracelet, but he couldn't find a single low-level spiritual object.

unlucky!

The wild boar man put the storage bracelet back into his mouth in frustration.

Exactly at this time.

A female savage broke into the tent.

"what!"

After a scream, a petite wild boar rushed out of the tent like lightning and fled into the jungle.

"Warthog!"

"Warthog!"

"Hora, catch him quickly."

When the wild people in Hanggua Village saw the delicious food and ran to their camp, they all exclaimed and beamed with joy. Unfortunately, the wild boar ran too fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

Bart didn't care about the wild boar. He only had totems in his eyes, only the foul fangs of the great sea serpent.

suddenly.

The totems made of wood, vines, grass and coconut shells seemed to come to life, and a three-headed sea serpent that could set off huge waves seemed to be right in front of him.

An indescribable feeling of reverence arises from the bottom of my heart.

In heavy rain.A little wild boar standing high up straightened up in shock.

Zhu Zishan's consciousness caught a vibration.

The totems and Bart in the camp simultaneously exuded a strange aura, and the fluctuations of the aura merged into one.

When this inexplicable vibration ended, Bart's aura had reached the second level unknowingly.

"Ow!"

Bart's howl no longer sounded arrogant, but had the vicissitudes of a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

……

Human sacrifice cliff.

High Priest Orhoba looked at Bart who had been promoted to the second level barbarian witch and showed a satisfied smile.

"Very good! My God will be pleased that you have entered the second level so quickly."

"Dear high priest, spokesperson of the gods, I finally feel the greatness of the gods and understand the source of power." The ugly Bart said with emotion.

"Very good...according to God's will, I need to train you to become a qualified priest, Bart...do you know what the role of a priest is?" Orhoba said in as gentle a tone as possible.

"The role of the priest is to perform rituals to worship the gods." Bart gave a standard answer.

"It is true that sacrifices to gods can only be conducted by priests, but this is only the superficial role of priests. The real role of priests is communication..."

"Only priests can talk to gods and understand my god. If there were no priests, there would not even be barbarian witches on this island." High Priest Orhoba said meaningfully.

"I understand! The power of barbarian witches comes from gods and prayers and sacrifices." Bart replied.

Orhoba looked at Bart with a smile and continued: "The gods cannot directly project their power to us. They must pass through a communication channel, and this channel is the priest. Only through the priest can we become barbarians." Possibility of witchcraft.”

High Priest Orhoba tried to comprehensively describe the profession of priest using the monotonous vocabulary of the barbarians.

He even taught Bart a few new terms before he could clearly explain this very simple truth to Zhu Zishan.

According to Orhoba, savages must go through the channels created by priests to obtain the power of gods and become powerful barbarian witches.

In Zhu Zishan's view, the source of the Barbarian Witch's power was not given by the fourth-order sea snake demon, but purely from his own cultivation. However, the method and process of cultivation were inseparable from the great avenue carried by the sea snake demon in his blood.

The role of the priest is not to create a channel for the circulation of power, but to play a key role in the process of cultivating the savages into barbarian witches.

What exactly does it do?
The mystery will be revealed soon.

not far away.

The wild boar rubbed its hooves excitedly, waiting patiently for the final answer.

"Bart... If you want to become a priest, you must make a totem with your own hands, the totem of the great sea serpent god Filthy Fang." High Priest Orhoba said.

"Is it that simple?" Bart said unexpectedly.

"Easy?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Bart's lips.

"The totem you make must use the blood of your own fingertips as dye." Orhoba said slowly.

"I can do this." Bart didn't care.

"When you finish making the totem and hand it over to me, if I think there is no problem, then you need to separate a bit of your soul and place it on the totem." Orhoba said again.

"What is a soul?" Bart asked confused.

"Um... what is a soul?" Orhoba showed a constipated look on his face. This word turned out to be a rare word that Bart didn't understand.

So the high priest Orhoba could only explain it from beginning to end.

Bart was a savage with a low IQ, so he looked confused when he heard this.

After about touching a stick of incense.

The high priest Orhoba felt that he had made it very clear, but Bart still looked dull, obviously he didn't understand anything.

"Forget it, you don't need to know what a soul is. After making the totem, I will directly teach you how to separate the soul. Just follow it." Orhoba said.

"Obviously... I understand." Bart nodded, seemingly understanding, and left the world.

Looking at Bart's leaving figure, Boar's eyes narrowed.

No wonder it takes at least a second-level barbarian wizard to become a priest, and he actually needs to practice the soul-splitting technique.

This soul separation is not simple. Only after you have reached the third-level spiritual training stage and have spiritual thoughts, it is possible to separate a trace of the soul without damaging the cultivation level. If you forcefully separate the soul before the second-level body awareness is achieved, the foundation will be damaged and the cultivation level will be difficult. If you advance even an inch, your soul will be damaged and you will become a complete idiot.

(End of this chapter)