Yun Qing looked at the old man, somewhat undecided.
No matter how you look at it, you can't tell that this old man is a warrior.
Amidst the clanging sound of iron, Yun Qing squatted on the branch and felt a little embarrassed.
Finally, Yun Qing decided to come down and ask.
He jumped down and stood where Leng Ruoqing had just stood.
"Old man."
Yun Qing looked at the old man who was still forging iron: "I would like to ask you to help me make a bow and some arrows."
The old man said without raising his head: "Oh, okay.
It's just that I rarely make weapons, old man.
If you don't dislike the old man's rough craftsmanship, then the old man has nothing to say."
Yun Qing's eyes were full of smiles: "Yeah, I don't know what kind of reward the old man wants."
"The old man is old and can't walk too far.
He can't go out to buy things.
If you are willing, buy me some food as reward."
The old man replied.
Seeing the old man hitting the metal block evenly and steadily, Yun Qing suddenly laughed: "Old man, you can fool that little witch, but don't fool me."
"If it were an ordinary old man, how could he not have any reaction to me suddenly jumping down from the tree just now?
He was still hammering so calmly."
Yun Qing's eyes were full of smiles: "And the old man was hammering at such a uniform speed.
It seems that this situation has continued.
It's been a long time.
If you were an ordinary person, you would have decided that you were tired.
But your movements are still so steady and powerful."
"Young man, you are mistaken.
Practice makes perfect, old man.
As for you jumping down from the tree, there is nothing surprising about it.
Many young hunters who come here will do the same."
"Well, let's assume that what you say is true.
So old man, you said that you can't walk very far when you are old.
Is it because your legs and feet are bad?
Then that leg is lame?"
"It's the right leg."
The old man replied: "My right leg was from decades ago."
"Okay, old man, stop making up stories."
Yun Qing couldn't help laughing.
He pointed at a series of footprints behind the old man: "The footprints of a man with a lame right leg are the same depth on the left and right, without any drag or drag.
The traces of the crutches.
You always told me what kind of lameness it takes to make the same footprints as a normal person.
When you fooled that little witch, you probably didn't say that your legs and feet were bad."
"It's just that I asked you like that just now.
In order to make me believe it, you just follow my words.
In the end, something went wrong."
The old man stopped what he was doing and gently placed the hammer on the stone table.
He looked deeply at Yun Qing: "Young man, you are joking.
My lameness is not severe, so you can't tell.
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It’s just that old man, I’m old and have poor physical strength, so I can’t go far.”
"I don't have enough physical strength to be able to wield this hammer for so long."
Yun Qing was very amused when he heard this.
This means that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. "" "Oh, this hammer is so heavy.
It weighs several thousand kilograms.
I'm afraid it's even heavier, maybe tens of thousands kilograms."
Yun Qing stepped forward to pick up the hammer, but unexpectedly, he didn't move it the first time.
I picked it up only after I noticed something was wrong and increased my strength.
"If you can hold such a heavy hammer, please don't deal with me."
Yun Qing looked at him with a smile on his face: "Old man, it's better to stop pretending.
I have a jar of good wine here.
Let's talk about it while drinking.
I won’t ask you to come out.
I’m just curious about you.”
"Alas" the old man sighed deeply: "Meeting a boy like you really gives me a headache."
After saying these words, his rickety back straightened up, and his cloudy eyes gradually became clear, exuding a soul-stirring light.
"Hey, you are indeed a very powerful man.
I can't see through your realm at all."
Yun Qing was surprised when he saw that the old man finally put down his disguise.
"Okay, bring the wine, let's have a good drink."
The old man stretched out his hand, his palm was wide, half as big as Yun Qing's hand.
Taking out a jar of wine, Yun Qing patted the seal and threw it to the old man.
"Okay."
The old man stretched out his hand and took a sip, and the jar of wine was firmly sucked into his hand, and then he raised his head and started to drink it.
"Ah, good wine."
Yun Qing stared at the old man in stunned silence.
He didn't even change his tone and drank a jar of wine directly into his stomach.
"It's been a long time since I drank such good wine."
The old man laughed.
"Old man, the little witch just called you Xu" The old man shook his head: "I have long forgotten your surname, old man.
But the hunters and herdsmen who go into the mountains call me the Blacksmith King.
Just call me Old Man Wang."
"Okay, Mr.
Wang, I want to know why the little witch came to you."
Yun Qing's words made the old man seem to be deep in thought.
He took the jar of wine handed over by Yun Qing and took a sip: "Oh, it was all many years ago.
At that time, the successor of the Heavenly Demon Sect had a relationship with me.
A history.
Calculating his age, he is probably that little girl’s ancestor.” "" Yun Qing looked at the old man in astonishment.
If you put it this way, isn't this old man at least over a hundred years old?
As for his strength, I am afraid it will not be lower than the unity level.
Otherwise, it would be useless for Leng Ruoqing to come to him.
He couldn't deal with Fang Gewei, let alone Fang Gewei who might have to master the Heaven Seizing Demonic Art.
"Old man, I don't know why you live in seclusion here.
With your strength, you must have been famous in the world a few decades ago."
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Yun Qing felt a little strange.
"Lost."
A bitter smile appeared on the old man's face when he heard this: "Oh, I am the frog at the bottom of the well.
I originally thought that in this world, apart from the great master, I was the only opponent who could rival me.
Unexpectedly, I was beaten by a boy who was much younger than the two of us.
From then on, the old man and I lived in seclusion and made a living by blacksmithing, hoping to break through to the realm of a great master."
Yun Qing's eyes widened and he looked at the ordinary-looking old man in front of him.
According to this statement, this cultivation level should be at the level of the ancestors of the Yu family.
It is really unexpected that such an old monster is still living in seclusion in Yueliang Mountain.
"But after so many years, I think that boy has already become a great master."
"So, old sir, do you really plan to live here in seclusion for the rest of your life?"
"How is that possible?
I lived in seclusion in order to break through.
After my old rival and I lost to that kid, we made an agreement.
We will compete every thirty years, but if we fail to break through and become a grand master, then we will have to wait.
The next thirty years.”
"I didn't have a breakthrough thirty years ago, so I didn't go.
Soon, it will be time to go to the appointment.
I hope they have all achieved a breakthrough," the old man said calmly.
But Yun Qing's plain words sounded like a bolt from the blue.
Doesn't this mean that this old man has broken through and become a great master?
The old man in front of him turned out to be a great master: