The word 'senior' stunned Blacksmith Wang. After looking around, he finally understood that he was being referred to.
"I'm not a senior. I'm just a stonemason of the human race.”
He shook his head and explained,""No, I should call you Blacksmith now.”
Senior expert?
That was a title that only famous figures in the Untainted Land could call him. Blacksmith Wang was a blacksmith in the Human Tribe. Although his skills were the best in the entire tribe, he did not dare to be arrogant.
"Blacksmith? Is this the bad taste of you mighty figures?”
The corner of Bixiao's mouth twitched. The man in front of her was unfathomable. He was not as powerful as the High Priest of the Human Race, but he was also a mighty person with an ocean of magic power. According to her deduction, he was almost a master who could suppress her with one hand.
If such a person was an ordinary blacksmith, then 97% of the Immortals in the Wilderness were useless.
She didn't expect to meet two reclusive masters in a race that wasn't very impressive. Both of them had forcefully cut off her thoughts of taking in disciples. It was really unfortunate.
"Little brat, you've already reached your limit. If you continue refining, your body will be damaged.”
Although Blacksmith Wang was humble as an ordinary blacksmith, his eyesight was extremely high. He could tell that Wang Yuan's physical condition had reached its limit. If he went beyond this limit, it would only damage his body. He immediately stopped it.
This kind of ancient cultivation method was like forging iron. If one exceeded the strength, they would only be scrapped. One must not force themselves.
"Alright."
Wang Yuan's childhood was obviously very fulfilling. In fact, his father was a blacksmith. When he was young, he used to use a big hammer many times. It could be said that all his skills were forged in this way.
His father's authority was very grand. With just an order, he would obediently clean up the mess.
"Wait, can I see your masterpiece?”
The father and son in front of her were about to turn around and leave. Bixiao was anxious. She still had the idea of taking Wang Yuan as her disciple. She used the excuse of seeing the iron tools that were forged to follow him and look for an opportunity.
At that time, he would brag about Blacksmith Wang's craftsmanship and make people happy. Wouldn't there be a turning point?
"It's rare for a girl to be interested in this. Come with me.”
Blacksmith Wang was a blacksmith, and he was generous. Seeing that Bixiao wanted to see those iron lumps, he agreed casually.
"Senior, why do human children go out to seek the Dao?”
On the way, Bixiao had a deep impression of Blacksmith Wang's words. Human children did not go out to seek Dao. Was there some secret?
" Because, human path…Great Chang!"
At this point, Blacksmith Wang's face reflected a golden glow under the multicolored light. It was an extremely proud expression.
He knew about Sage Laozi. He was a supreme existence that stood at the peak of the Primordial World. He sat high up and watched the changes of the river of time.
However, Xuandu's hundreds of years of cultivation was still not as good as the transformation of the tribe members.
Under the leadership of the High Priest, the rise of the human race had reached a level that could not be caught up with for thousands of years. Going out to seek the Dao was completely forsaking what was near and seeking what was far.
Moreover, there are countless capable people in the clan. Why bother to ask an outsider for help? Let Uncle, Uncle, Brother, and Aunt train well, okay?
"Human Dao prospered, relying on one or two people…"
Of course, Bixiao couldn't understand this kind of emotion.
She was not a human, so she naturally did not know many secrets.
She only believed that one person could prosper a race and gain enough dignity. However, in terms of the reproduction of the race, it was the safest way to spread out and seek the Dao.
"Clang…"
Blacksmith Wang's home was in a remote place among the Human Tribe. Because of the loud sound of forging, it was inconvenient to live in a bustling workshop. Also, because of the heavy number of weapons, he needed a big place.
He came to a stone door and pushed it open. A solemn voice sounded,"This is my small workshop, and also my world.”
Small workshop.
In fact, it wasn't small at all. Almost ten mountains of all sizes had been flattened to form this place.
Inside, it was divided into four areas.
In the four regions, there were many combat weapons lined up one by one. Each of them had their own characteristics. They came from the same source, but their variations were extremely huge.
"World? World Evolution!"
Bixiao felt that she had entered the history of the evolution of weapons. As Blacksmith Wang had said, this was a world.
Even an outsider like her could tell that this was an evolution from the primitive wilderness to the current level of exquisite craftsmanship. A strand of metal could destroy the stars.
"Senior, are these all human weapons?!”
Bixiao was shocked. It was hard to imagine that the evolution of the human race's weapons could produce such a shocking light.
"From the Human Era 0.0 to the Human Era 3.0, all the soldiers are lined up here.”
When Blacksmith Wang said this, his head was raised, and his eyes were shining with stars. One could feel that he was extremely confident. The evolution of human weapons was led by the High Priest. He led all the craftsmen, and together, they started a great wave.
Standing in the workshop, he had already forgotten that he was just an ordinary blacksmith. He seemed to be immersed in another world. He said to Bixiao,"They all have their own names.”
"Name?"
Bixiao knew that when a weapon had a name, it meant that it was the masterpiece of a craftsman.
She patiently listened to Blacksmith Wang talk about the history of the development of human weapons.
"This is the Eight Ashes!"
Blacksmith Wang's first explanation was about the heavy army, which was a weapon from the human era 0.0. He would deduce it later.
The name of this heavy army was very strange, but in fact, it was just a big bone stick. It was stained with blood, and it was certain that it had shattered the skulls of many ferocious beasts with its sturdy characteristics.
"Eight Bitter, why is it called Eight Bitter?"
Bixiao asked curiously.
This name was very strange.
"In the primitive wilderness, there are birth, aging, illness, death, hunger, cold, and hardship. Its appearance is to shatter these sufferings.”
Blacksmith Wang's voice was low when he talked about the Eight Distresses. The Eight Distresses represented an extremely dark period of the human race. In order to shatter this darkness, too many humans had died.
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