"Let's all hurry up and finish it sooner, but learn the smelting technique from me earlier, which is how to make these tools. After learning it, even if you are not in the royal city, but when you return to the tribe, you are all respectable people. ”

There is an iron mine near Wangcheng, the content is not bad, and many people are mining and transporting it at this time. The first thing Qiu Ming had to do was to teach those people how to make cars.

Unicycles, two-wheelers are enough, and the rest is left to the smart people who are willing to use their brains to invent them.

Qiu Ming first came up with a wheel, made of wood, there were no tires or anything on it, the wheels were easy to make, the body was also easy to make, someone got some plant liquid, which is a natural glue, very strong.

The only difficulty is to manufacture bearings, which is the core technology of a car. Of course, in Qiu Ming's case, it is also simplified.

"Eh, this is amazing, it's so effortless, the four of you stand on it, I can push it!" A craftsman was so surprised, why didn't he think of it before?

"Okay, you've all learned this, remember that the wheels should be round, and the middle one is called the axle, and you must do it more precisely, otherwise it will break, and the whole car will be scrapped."

The craftsmen began to frantically build cars, wheelbarrows, two-wheelers, and soon dozens of them were built, and then sent to the mountain, where the stone was produced, to pull the stones.

The stone was pulled back, Qiu Ming told them to put this stone in the fire to burn, originally Qiu Ming was still thinking about what to use to make a mold, but later he found a kind of cold stone, and it was just right to use this cold stone to polish the mold.

"Leader Qiu, we can't burn these stones at all?" The craftsmen who followed the smelting were depressed, and the leader of the ball was done in the blink of an eye.

"The temperature of this requirement is relatively high, and it is normal for you to not be able to do it. Doesn't it mean that there will be some people who know how to control fire and water to come and help, what about them? ”

"Those are all immortal disciples, how can they stay here like us, they are all staying in the city." Someone said.

Immortal disciple? Qiu Ming raised his eyebrows, he didn't know which immortal's disciple he was, he was quite bullish. Although compared to these ordinary craftsmen, those immortal disciples who can control fire and water are indeed much higher in status, but they should not give Qiu Ming face.

"Go and call them all, if anyone is late, don't blame me for being unkind!"

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"Bunji, are we really okay staying here? This is a major matter related to water control, and Emperor Shun will ask about the progress every day. Someone asked worriedly.

"What kind of big deal is this, the matter of water control, didn't Yu go? It's not bad to get a thing called a car here, but he wants to command us with such a thing, who does he think he is? The young man named Bunji looked disdainful.

Several people have the same attitude as Wenzhi, they are the disciples of the immortals, the immortals can fly to the sky and the earth, omnipotent, although they are driven down the mountain, but they are also much stronger than ordinary people.

What do those tall and strong people have, they have a spell at their fingertips, so that those people can't get close at all. They only need to be loyal to Emperor Shun and their own tribal leaders, and they don't pay attention to anyone else.

And what are they being sent here for, supposedly to help melt some stones, it's ridiculous, do these mortals still know how to refine weapons?

This is something that only their immortals or monks can grasp, how can it be passed on to mortals? The most infuriating thing is that they actually came to fight!

"A few adults, Chief Qiu called you over to remind you not to be too late."

"Go tell him we know." Wenzhi said with a big grin, then picked up a clay bowl and took a sip of wine, without meaning to get up at all.

When the herald left, they continued to drink and chat, and performed some spells on each other, either for communication or to show off.

An hour later, when they were bored, they remembered that Qiu Ming had sent someone to call them over. Everyone went over together, and they didn't panic when they were on the road.

Qiu Ming looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, all of them were wearing robes, which was not something that ordinary people could wear, because although there were looms and silk drawers in the Yellow Emperor period, it was too time-consuming.

Like this kind of long-sleeved robe, it consumes too much material, and few people are willing to wear it. These people can make many people look at each other just by dressing up.

"What did you tell us to come over for, if you have something to say, we have to go back to cultivate." Wen Zhi squinted at Qiu Ming, a man wearing a short shirt, what kind of leader is he still called, which leader is not wearing a robe?

"Cultivation? Do you still know how to cultivate? Qiu Ming looked at these dozen or so people, their cultivation was not bad, at least they were all in the God Refining Period, and there were even three breaths equivalent to the Void Realm, including this one who spoke.

"Boy, what do you say! We are all immortal disciples, not those reckless men who practice fists and feet! "Wenzhi was furious, this person dared to look down on them?

Don't think that if you are in charge, they will not dare to kill. Yu was appointed by Emperor Shun, and they didn't dare to move, but this person was only appointed by Yu, what were they afraid of? Can Emperor Shun still embarrass these immortal disciples for this person?

Qiu Ming restrained his breath, these people couldn't see how high Qiu Ming's cultivation was, and they thought that Qiu Ming was just an ordinary person with a relatively smart head. Well, maybe weaker than the average person.

"Immortal disciple? Who are your teachers? "There shouldn't be many immortals at this time, because there are not many monks themselves, and there are many who have fallen, after all, the rise of the human race has not been long ago, and it was still the era of the Lich War.

"You can also know the name of our teacher! Why, it seems that you have doubts about the identity of our immortal disciples, so let you see my immortal arts! ”

Wenzhi waved his hand to Qiu Ming as he spoke, he planned to make Qiu Ming lose face, and be polite to them in the future, and even listen to him best.

In his opinion, although his trick is simple, it is enough to deal with ordinary people. If it's too powerful, I'm afraid that the other party will be killed directly.

Qiu Ming watched a fireball fly over, this kind of spell, dare to call it immortal art, is it too arrogant, or is it too little knowledge?

He opened his mouth and directly ate the fireball: "This is the immortal disciple?" This is what you call immortality? I also have a small spell, if you can catch it, I will listen to you in the future. ”

Qiu Ming also waved his hand, and a fireball flew out in the same way......