Bright Era

Vali lay lazily in a remote corner of the Heavenly Soldier Valley, staring blankly at the surrounding mountains that were 10,000 meters high and covered with thick snow. Valli is one of the dwarven masters with the strongest forging skills in the Heavenly Soldier Valley, but as he grows older, he can no longer use his sledgehammer.

Lying on a quiet grassy slope, drinking fragrant barley wine, watching the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the Dapeng birds flying over the top of the mountain, this is already a rare enjoyment for the frail and old Vali. Although there are still a lot of dwarf girls willing to lie on his bed with his status and prestige, Valli knows that he will not do it.

There was a breath of life in the bone marrow, and Vali knew that the fire of his life was about to go out.

But Valli, and his companions of his age, and the ancestors who have died, how unwilling they are.

There are now 300,000 dwarves in the Tianbing Valley. A dwarf with a natural life span of nearly five hundred years is no worse than humans. The Valley of the Heavenly Soldiers is very peaceful, there is no risk of foreign enemies invading, and the cost of eating and drinking is first-class, so these 300,000 dwarves have a total population of at least 30 million. This is a very large number, 30 million dwarves, the hometown of dwarves in the Western Continent, many small kingdoms and small principalities do not have so many people.

Thirty million dwarves, this is one of the largest tribes in the dwarf race.

Since the first dwarf slaves were sold in the Qin Empire, slave traders in the Western mainland have continuously sent dwarves here for thousands of years. Since the thousand years of reproduction, Tianbing Valley has grown from thousands of dwarves to today’s scale. .

Thousands of years, many dwarves who have reached the heavenly position of fighting qi cultivation have not died yet! Unlike humans, the dwarves have a life span of a thousand years when their fighting spirit cultivation base reaches the heavenly position. Therefore, there are still many dwarves who were sent here from the first generation in Tianbing Valley.

The stubbornness and conservativeness of dwarves are also known to all races in the world. The proverb in the Western mainland is'as hard as a dwarf's head', which is synonymous with old stubbornness and conservativeness. For thousands of years, the dwarves of Heavenly Soldier Valley still uphold their purest and simplest traditions and customs.

They worship the **** of fire, the **** of blacksmithing, and the ancestor **** of the dwarves.

The dwarves are even more concerned about a dwarf who lives in the land for peace. Only when the bones are buried in the land of their hometown after death can they be a real dwarf. They can return to their gods and their souls can truly rest. .

"Heaven Soldier Valley, it's not the place where our dwarves should bury our bones." Valli scratched his head a little annoyed, and sighed heavily. Vali has a high talent for forging, but his talent for fighting Qi cultivation is extremely poor. In other words, the unique environment of Heavenly Soldier Valley restricts the cultivation of all dwarves.

The Blood Qin Empire only needs a group of obedient forging craftsmen, and they don't want a few unstable elements above the holy realm among the tens of millions of dwarves. Therefore, the Heavenly Soldier Valley was set up with a mysterious barrier, and none of the dwarves born in the Heavenly Soldier Valley could cultivate to the heavenly position. The current ancestors of the heavenly position had their current cultivation base before entering the Heavenly Soldier Valley.

Valli was born in the Valley of Heavenly Soldiers, so he is old, he is more than 500 years old, and he is about to die.

"I really miss my hometown, the hometown of our dwarves!"

Valli took a big sip of barley and grumbled. The hometown of the dwarves, it is such a beautiful place, there are countless tunnels, countless minerals, hot sun, dense trees, steep cliffs, violent rivers, and more noble dwarves. king.

The dwarves who die in their hometowns are the real dwarves. Only when this old bone is buried in the land of the dwarf’s hometown can their souls be with the gods, and their flesh and blood can be transformed into ore and integrated with the mountains. .

And the dwarf king, that is the real master of the dwarves. The dwarf kings with lofty giant bloodlines are the guides of the soul and the masters of the flesh. A dwarf tribe with a dwarf king is a complete dwarf tribe! If a tribe can have a dwarf king, as long as that dwarf king can activate the blood of the ancestors, the place where he is will become the hometown of the dwarves!

"I hate this place!" Looking at the beautiful scenery around and the snow-capped mountains in the distance, Wali had an urge to cry. His father and mother told him before he died that he wanted Valli to find a way to go back to his hometown. The air was filled with the supreme paradise of coke and metal.

However, Valli has worked hard for more than five hundred years. They can't leave this ghost place that is free, leisurely, and worry-free!

In that fortress, the guards of the powerful Blood Qin Empire were as powerful as the gods. All the ancestors of the heavens joined hands and were suppressed by them with a slap. It is impossible for them to leave here, they cannot be buried in the land of their hometown after death!

So, great ancestors, great gods belonging to dwarves, give some guidance to the poor dwarves like Vali!

Old tears slid from his wrinkled face, and Vali shook the empty wine sac and walked slowly towards the exit of the Heavenly Soldier Valley. He is old, he can no longer wield a big hammer, a dwarf who cannot strike iron is worthless waste. In the past two years, besides cooking, eating and waiting for death, his greatest pleasure is to go to the castle at the entrance of the Heavenly Soldier Valley to scold the street!

Haha, this is a great fun. Hundreds of old dwarf forging masters lined up on the wide avenue, pointing to the devil’s lair-like fortress and yelling. From the 18th generation of craftsman ancestors to the 36th generation of Tianbinggu general manager grandson! Valli felt that if he could swear so much every day, he might live a few more years.

Thinking of the ugly, embarrassed face of the chief **** who was in charge of guarding this place, his face turned green but he didn't dare to speak, Vali suddenly felt that his vitality had returned to him. He happily stuffed the wine pouch into his belt, trotting all the way to the exit.

"Hey, Hamm, Galuan, you old guys, let's scold the eunuch!"

Valli trot all the way, howling loudly as he passed the huge forging workshops. Although he is getting older, the dwarf’s unique loud voice is still so earth-shattering. Following his hello, one after another dwarf masters, whose skin is slumped down, ran out excitedly, panting and following Wal. Behind Lee.

More than 800 dwarf forging masters lined up and stood in front of the gate of Heavenly Soldier Valley City. They took a deep breath, then yelled at the same time.

"You are a bastard, you have a son, a grandson, a grandson, a bastard, and the whole family is a bastard!"

"Fuck, you old bastard, the whole family are bastards, every day you eat Bawang's meal, your man goes to the kiln and doesn't give money!"

When Lin Qi and his party walked out of the slowly opened gate of the Heavenly Soldier Valley City, they were greeted by loud and full-sounding curses. The voices of these old dwarves were loud. Although they were older, they were still full of breath. Together with the rhythmic roar of gold and iron in the Heavenly Soldier Valley, the curse was so loud that Lin Qi couldn't help it. Shivered.

Looking blankly at the old dwarves standing a hundred meters away, listening to their whimsical curses for a while, Lin Qi couldn't help but feel deeply sad for the humiliation. He looked at Yingqin helplessly: "Old Hutu, what has happened to these dwarfs?"

Ying Qin looked at a guard **** in a **** python robe beside him. This **** was a subordinate of the Craftsman Order, and was responsible for guarding the Heavenly Soldier Valley. There was still a third-rank **** chief in the imperial city. Hearing Lin Qi's question, the eunuch's face suddenly turned pale green.

With a bitter smile, the guard **** An Xi said with a sad face: "Return to the two princes, this is just the beginning. They are not aimed at Old Hu Tu. Anyway, who is the craftsman, ancestor 18 Dai always can't run away. You look good, this is just the beginning, when they finish scolding the old man Hutu, it's the servant's turn."

Before he finished his words, Vali happily pointed to An Xi and yelled: "Hey, look at the eunuch, the **** Anxi has come out! The eggless **** has come out! Hahaha, brothers, let's go together!"

Taking a deep breath, Vali shook his head and howled loudly: "Hey, a eunuch!"

Hundreds of dwarves happily echoed in unison: "No, no eggs!"

Valli immediately shouted: "Hello, two eunuchs!"

Hundreds of old dwarves smiled and said, "There are still no eggs!"

Valli took off his clothes and yelled, "Three eunuchs!"

Hundreds of old dwarves twisted their hips and howled loudly, "There is no egg in a lifetime!"

Valli turned his back to the sky and screamed almost heartbreakingly: "Little Eunuch Anxi!"

Hundreds of old dwarves snarled in vindictive voices after they had been transported enough, "It's so pitiful to have no children or girls!"

With a sound of'Wow~~~', the **** Anxi, who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, suddenly burst into two tears in his eyes. He cried and wailed: "The two princes, the slaves said... all this. It's a bunch of unsophisticated people... Aow, no husband in the palace is willing to come for this errand guarded by Heavenly Soldier Valley. The servants and servants were sent forcibly!"

An Xi wailed: "Even if the slave servants are the lowest-level eunuchs by pouring the toilet in the palace, they are unwilling to come here to be the third-grade supervisor!"

Lin Qi and Yingqin's faces turned green for a while, these old dwarves are simply too sturdy!

An Xi is still crying here, and the wine barrel on the side has already snarled angrily: "They didn't wrong you, you didn't have eggs. Is it possible that you can still get two cow eggs and put them in?

An Xi was taken aback, he raised his head stiffly, glanced at the wine barrel, then rolled his eyes white, fell heavily to the ground and fainted.

Those guarding guards who followed Yingqin in, they are as if a wine barrel killed their father, their eyes are red!

In front of the eunuch, don’t you say the word ‘egg’, OK? These **** dwarves! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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