That night, after Han Hao finished eating, he was explaining his practice experience to his mother and several younger brothers and sisters. The patriarch came over with a serious look on his face.
"What's wrong? Patriarch." When her mother Ning saw the patriarch's appearance, she thought something had happened.
Han Hao frowned slightly at the side and asked with some confusion: "Chief, what's the matter?"
The clan leader waved his hand, smiled and comforted Han Hao and his son: "It's not a bad thing. It's just that Shi is now an adult. I think that with his ability and bloodline magical power, he is very suitable to take over the position of the tribe's priest."
"Tribal sacrifice?" Mother Ning exclaimed in disbelief.
Han Hao was a little surprised when he heard this, but after a slight hesitation, he declined politely: "Clan Chief, I don't understand anything about sacrifices. Why don't you think about it again?"
It's not that Han Hao is being pretentious, it's mainly because he really has some concerns in his heart.
Judging from the current situation, holding a position in the tribe should be able to obtain more bonuses to human luck, which is very helpful for improving one's cultivation.
However, Han Hao knew from some rumors from later generations that human destiny has profound causes and effects, and seemed to have restrictions on transcendence, so he actually had concerns in his heart.
Although Han Hao has always had the idea of developing and expanding the tribe in order to contaminate the fate of the entire human race, this can only be used as a long-term strategic plan for the entire human race.
On the one hand, as an ancestor of the human race, Han Hao's fate and karma are inherently linked to the human race. In addition, the human race is destined to become the protagonist of the world in the future. So not only does he not mind being connected to the fate of the entire human race, he will even continue to promote and deepen this connection.
But on the other hand, Han Hao also knew that the world of mortals was poisonous. If he intervened too deeply in the world of humanity, even if it was temporarily beneficial, he would inevitably be controlled by humanity in the future, making it difficult to be free.
What Han Hao most hopes to see is a situation that can not only promote the development and growth of the tribal people to borrow luck, but also be free and free from the constraints of human nature.
Therefore, it needs to be careful at all times to grasp the balance between gains and losses, so as not to get lost in the rolling red dust of the torrent of humanity.
Naturally, others had no way of knowing Han Hao's inner thoughts and concerns. When he heard him refuse, his mother Ning couldn't wait to speak before the clan leader spoke.
"What are you considering? Apart from the clan leader, who in the tribe is as capable as you? And with your immeasurable merits in bringing new fire to the tribe, how can you be dissatisfied with being a sacrifice?"
The clan leader nodded in agreement and advised: "Well, your mother is right. There is no problem with your talent and ability in doing tribal sacrifices. As for the sacrifices, you can slowly get familiar with it, it doesn't matter."
"That's right, brother! It's so majestic to be a tribal sacrifice." Several younger brothers and sisters were also encouraging, dancing and dancing excitedly or anxiously.
Han Hao glared fiercely at his younger brothers and sisters who did not think it was a big deal but were more anxious and excited than the client himself, and rejected the clan leader again:
"Clan Leader, I have just entered the right track in my practice, and I still want to continue to focus on this aspect so that I can cultivate more high-end power for the tribe in the future."
After hearing this, the mother wanted to persuade her again, but the clan leader waved his hand slightly disappointedly and stopped him: "Forget it. Since Shi doesn't want to take over the position of sacrifice, then we shouldn't force him."
Then he turned to look at Han Hao and said with a complex expression: "You are indeed talented in cultivation. It would be good to be able to strengthen your will and continue to explore on this path. If you can also cultivate some high-end warriors for the tribe, Of course it would be better. Therefore, I will not force you. But I also hope that you will help and take care of the tribe more when necessary in the future."
The clan leader once heard vaguely from the elders of the tribe about Qi Practitioners, and knew that they could fly to the sky and escape from the earth after successful cultivation, and that they had all kinds of incredible magical powers that could provide more protection to the tribesmen.
But at the same time, these people like peace and quiet and hate the chores of cause and effect. They often choose to live in isolation after they have achieved success in cultivation, and do not have contact with ordinary people on matters other than life and death.
So after listening to Han Hao's rejection, I thought that he was just like those Qi practitioners, a little disappointed but also vaguely expecting.
"What the patriarch said, I grew up in the tribe, my relatives and friends are all in the tribe, and I will always live in the tribe in the future. Naturally, I will not stand by and watch when something happens in the tribe. That's why I have so much experience." Han Hao heard what the patriarch said. Although I didn’t know the reason, I explained it immediately.
"Ha-ha! That's good! That's good!" Seeing that Han Hao's face was sincere and not fake, the patriarch couldn't help laughing happily.
"I'm very happy that you think so." The patriarch patted Han Hao's shoulder hard, a hint of warmth flashed in his smiling eyes, and his words were more sincere.
"But since you want to focus on training, I won't force you, so as not to waste your talent in Qi training." At this point, the clan leader sighed.
"It turns out that before you, although I had heard some things about breath-taking cultivation, I had never been able to get the hang of it. But not only did you quietly figure out the way and step into the path, you also taught and guided me. Tribal people, we all owe you a favor."
Although Han Hao didn't take this matter seriously, he was still very happy after hearing the patriarch's words. However, he still looked indifferent on the outside, waved his hand and said humbly: "Clan leader, you are too polite. I will tell you about my cultivation experience. Whether you gain anything in the end depends mainly on your own luck."
"Besides, I also hope that there will be more like-minded Taoist friends in the future. Only by supporting each other can we go higher and further in this world." At the end of the sentence, Han Hao's face became more cautious.
At this point, the topic of the tribe leader's suggestion that Han Hao be a tribal priest ended. Everyone gradually turned the topic to other places with a tacit understanding. Somehow, the topic of the names of Han Hao's two youngest siblings came up.
"Just name it 'Song'!" Han Hao is very active on this issue. Although he is a poor naming waste, it does not hinder his enthusiasm at all.
Under the attention of everyone, Han Hao smiled proudly, and then explained: "Look at the pine trees on the top of the mountain. They are evergreen all year round, hard in texture, tall and strong, and their fruits are nutritious and delicious."
At this point, he glanced at the nervous third brother, winked at him, and said with an emphasis on the tone of his voice: "Of course, the most important thing is that the third brother likes to eat pine nuts very much. He would not be happy without pine nuts. The name 'pine' It’s a perfect match for him.”
"Okay! I'll choose this name." After hearing what Han Hao said, the third brother jumped up excitedly, raised his hands and shouted loudly before anyone else could speak.
"Uh, I'm joking, silly brother! Can't you hear this?" The smile on Han Hao's face froze when he heard this. Then he looked at the others who also looked in agreement and opened his mouth. In the end, he could only feel bored in his heart. complained.
The name of Han Hao's third brother was decided in a somewhat speechless manner. Afterwards, several people began to discuss Yaomei's name again. This time Han Hao did not dare to speak randomly. After everyone's discussion, Han Hao's Yaomei was named 'Yu'.
As the two people's names were settled, Han Hao suddenly opened his bloodline eyes and looked at the tops of the two people's heads.
