Chapter 3 The Beginning of a New Era

Finding out that the situation was not right, Wang Qimin hurriedly remedied: "Don't you see that I'm not happy? You also know that there are not many metal tools in the entire Xia tribe now, if Tianqing can really let everyone use metal tools, it will be a earth-shaking change for the entire Xia tribe!"

Seeing this, Xu Ayawei let her husband go, Lianbu moved to the door and told the maid to prepare food quickly, Wang Qimin took advantage of his wife's absence to knock Wang Tianqing's forehead again and lowered his voice: "Tianqing, don't want to dump the pot for your father, otherwise I will talk to your mother about you and that little girl." ”

Wang Tianqing, who was bitter and couldn't speak, could only look at her mother's shadow from afar, hoping that she would come back soon, just in time to meet Xu Ayawei who turned back. Eyes facing each other...... Xu Yanwei raised her eyebrows: "Qimin, are you bullying Qing'er." ”

Wang Qimin said with an innocent face: "What's the matter, I don't believe you can ask the stinky boy yourself." ”

"Is it? Qing'er don't be afraid, tell Weiniang, Weiniang can't spare him. ”

Wang Tianqing, who wanted to stop talking, looked at the domineering mother, tangled for a moment and said, "No." ”

It happened that the maid came in with a stone bowl, and Wang Qimin immediately said, "Let's eat first, and after eating, we will go to Qing'er's place to have a look." Xu Ayawei, who was standing next to the door, nodded: "Okay!" Lianbu moved lightly to the dining table in a blink of an eye, and Wang Wangqing stared at Xu Ayawei enviously.

Xu Ayawei found that her son's eyes were a little wrong, as if he was envious, what did he envy himself?

"Ah", after reacting, Wang Tianqing continued: "I'm thinking, when will I be able to cultivate like my mother." ”

"No ambition, Tianqing, even if you don't transcend as a father, at least you have to become the Great Emperor, otherwise you won't be able to protect the Xia tribe at all, let alone the entire human race. Wang Qimin said with a solemn face.

Xu Yawei looked at the three large stone bowls full of food and the three empty small stone bowls on the table, and couldn't help urging the two: "Eat first, and we'll talk about the rest later." ”

Wang Tianqing and other parents poured a bowl of chicken soup after pouring it first, and drank it, even under such simple conditions, the chicken soup in the stone bowl was still delicious, but the chicken soup with salt was all topped by the deliciousness of the chicken itself.

It's a waste, remembering the belly bun chicken and other chicken-related delicacies in his memory, Wang Tianqing was a little excited, and when he got it out himself, he would give it to Ying'er to taste, but the goal was still far away, and he was a little speechless when he looked at the other two stone bowls on the table, which were just fruits and chicken for soup, no rice, no noodles, and more importantly, no chopsticks.

It's uncomfortable, but it's delicious... ennn... The quality of the ingredients is much better than what I remember.

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After taking a few bites of the last fruit in the big stone bowl, Wang Qimin drank the remaining soup in the bowl and said to the two: "After eating, if there is no problem, let's go!" Xu Ayawei shook her head and did not object, she also wanted to see where her son lived and what she had made up, as for Wang Tianqing himself, he had no opinion, although it was useless if he had an opinion.

Wang Qimin and Xu Ayawei did not use Xiuwei to directly tear the space and teleport to the back mountain, but instead walked to the back mountain not far away with Wang Tianqing on their legs.

Seeing that the people were living quite well, Wang Qimin was in a good mood and pointed to the mountain in front of him and joked: "The reason why the back mountain in front of me is called the back mountain is that the mountain raised by the queen mother." ”

Wang Tianqing, who was confused, couldn't help but be happy when she heard the next words, Xu Ayawei saw that her son didn't feel the laughter after laughing, so she said: People of that generation said that the back mountain was raised by the queen mother, and it was also a mountain, one was so majestic and magnificent, and the other was obviously stunted.

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The three of them came to the wooden houses in the back mountain, Wang Tianqing came out to lead the way, and led the second elder to a decent wooden house, Wang Tianqing opened the wooden door that had not been completely repaired, and let the second elder go in first.

Xu Ayawei frowned slightly when she saw the broken wooden door, and when she came in, she wrinkled even more and couldn't help but ask her son: "Qing'er, what do you usually do when you rest? There is not even a bed here." ”

Wang Tianqing explained: "Usually, just find a vacant place and sit cross-legged to practice. ”

Hearing his son's answer, Wang Qimin was quite satisfied and said, "Tianqing, you have grown up." ”

"Grow up, you're a big-headed ghost, is it to grow up to suffer and suffer?" Xu Ayawei immediately retorted.

Wang Qimin didn't dare to argue, and hurriedly pointed to the forging items in the room to divert his attention: "Let's take a look at the results of Azure first, okay." ”

"Tianqing, these things you asked me to help you get can be used to refine metal tools, do you really need someone who can use magical powers to do it?" Wang Qimin looked at the son in front of him and said solemnly.

Wang Tianqing replied: "Yes, father." ”

"Then try it", Wang Qimin did not talk nonsense.

Looking at the stone furnace in front of him, Wang Tianqing sighed a little, this is his father's chance, and he is a magical thing that is born and raised, but his father's Qimin Pagoda has become an emperor, and he is still only in an embryonic state, but it is extremely easy to use to smelt iron.

Wang Tianqing poured some iron ore into the stone furnace, put some charcoal and firewood into it, and then urged the true yuan in the body to turn into a cluster of flames into the furnace, in order not to let his father help him, he spent a lot of real yuan body a little out of strength, the true yuan flame instantly ignited the charcoal and firewood, and the orange flame burned all over the stone furnace for more than half an hour.

After taking the opportunity to rest for a while and waiting for the flames in the stone furnace to disappear, Wang Tianqing used the tongs he had made to take out the red iron lump inside from the stone furnace that was still emitting heat waves, and put it on a forging table made of dark iron.

This dark iron forging table was made by Wang Tianqing in order to achieve the best effect of wrought iron, and it was not easy to get this dark iron forging table. Even if he is the son of a tribal leader, the resources he can call upon are not enough to build a solid blackiron forging platform that is three feet long and five feet wide.

Then he picked up the jet-black forging hammer on the forging table, and the jet-black hammer he took out was not simple, the metal used was the same level as the dark iron, and Ugin was already the best metal in the tribe.

The iron lump that had just been tempered by fire was still red, and Wang Tianqing's right hand was raised high and holding the black gold forging hammer and smashed into the red iron lump, sparks splashed everywhere, and the hardness of the iron that had been burned by the flame had been greatly reduced.

"Bell--- bell--- bell--- bell"

The sound of the pounding continued, and the lump of iron gradually shrank into an iron ingot.