One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you...?"

Halfway up the mountain, a stream babbles.

Zhou Yan sat cross-legged on the grass with a carefree attitude.

In front of him was a pile of various objects.

Jade pendants, bracelets, earrings, copper coins... a total of no less than twenty items!

Ritual implements...

They are all ritual implements!

In Zhou Yan's eyes, it seemed as if a green light was flashing incessantly...

Three heads, bruised and swollen, peered over.

They sat in a circle, staring at each other.

In that battle just now, besides what they shattered by force...

No matter what your aptitude is, almost all the protective magical artifacts that the villagers of Biyou Village possess are here!

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Zhou Yan slapped his thigh.

call out!call out!call out!

The three of them felt a blur before their eyes!

Three small, dark figures streaked through the air and landed precisely in their respective pockets.

Zhou Yan waved his hand, his heroic spirit soaring to the heavens and earth, and said:

"Everyone who sees it gets a share!"

Wang Ye pulled out the pendant from his pocket, his face full of exasperation...

"Mr. Zhou...isn't it a bit unfair of us to do this?!"

These are all items from those cult members... They're too hot to handle!

Zhuge Qing stroked his chin, glanced back down the mountain, and felt a lingering fear.

"As expected of Brother Zhou. He only arrived a day or two earlier than us... and he's already got such a big reputation?"

They just grabbed the stuff and left, and those bastards didn't even dare utter a sound!

"What are you putting here?" Zhou Yan smiled wickedly, casually picking up a jade bracelet and examining it closely under the moonlight:

"I have a bet with them... I can accept their challenges anytime, anywhere, with no limit on the number of people! The loser has to give me a magical artifact."

He paused, then added, "Of course, if I lose even once, I'll give it all back."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lingyu's expression hardened.

He immediately took out the string of copper coins, still covered in mud, from his pocket and handed them back with both hands:

"No, Senior Brother, you can't accept the spirit jade!"

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow: "What?"

"What if we don't go back by then? Wouldn't that put our senior brother in an unjust position?!" Zhang Lingyu said seriously.

Snapped!

Zhuge Qing slapped Zhang Lingyu on the back of the head!

"Are you crazy? Zhou Ge will lose?"

Zhang Lingyu glared and argued forcefully:

"What if they launch a sneak attack, drug it, or resort to a war of attrition..."

"My senior brother is indeed powerful, but how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?"

Wang Ye fiddled with the pendant in his hand, then nodded in agreement:

"That's right, Ma Xianhong clearly didn't use his full strength just now..."

Zhou Yan ignored the three guys completely.

He used both hands to grab all the magical artifacts on the ground and stuffed them into his pockets without saying a word.

If my pants pockets are full, I'll stuff them into my shirt pocket... If there's no more room, I'll just throw something on...

"no."

Zhou Yan patted his bulging pockets, and the three bracelets on his arms jingled.

"I need to find a reason to beat up Guo Liang or Qiu Rang tomorrow..."

"They both seem to have one of those spatial storage artifacts called 'Devouring Pouches,' which are very convenient for storing things!"

Upon hearing this, the three stopped arguing.

They all turned their heads to look at Zhou Yan.

"So..." Wang Ye sighed, "Master Zhou, you've already decided to stay?"

Zhou Yan nodded, his face full of sincerity:

"Yes. The scenery here is beautiful, the villagers are all talented, and they speak so nicely. I love it here."

The three of them got goosebumps from listening.

Not everyone of them is a talented individual.

Chen Duo, a "superior talent" who can control thousands of Gu worms at will...

The sword immortal's sword aura was fierce; he could slice through a three-meter-thick tree trunk with a single strike...

There was also a village chief who sprinkled his ritual implements like candy!

Oh no... I mean cult leader!

Upon hearing Zhou Yan say he wanted to stay, the three of them felt a strange premonition rising in their hearts.

Something big is about to happen in Biyou Village.

Zhang Lingyu sat down next to Zhou Yan with a smile almost without hesitation:

"Since you've said so, I'll stay for a few days."

Wang Ye put his hands behind his head and lay down on the grass: "Fine, what's done is done!"

Zhuge Qing smiled and raised his hand: "Me too!"

No matter what.

After Ma Xianhong's "testing" of him.

The bond between the group seemed to have become even stronger.

Zhuge Qing suppressed his smile and asked casually:

"By the way, Brother Zhou, you're here early. Tell us what's going on."

What is the origin of this Biyou Village and these prison horses?

Zhou Yan pinched his chin and glanced at the three of them.

"Have you noticed those so-called 'low-level talents' who initially attacked Master Wang?"

The three thought for a moment and nodded in unison.

They were a group of rookies who had strength but didn't know how to use it.

His movements were full of flaws, and he relied entirely on his equipment and the amount of true qi to maintain his appearance.

It gives people an extremely eerie feeling.

Zhou Yan lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"Before they came to Biyou Village...they were just ordinary people!"

A gentle breeze swept across the mountaintop, bringing a touch of coolness.

The three of them gasped simultaneously.

An ordinary person?

What does that mean?

What do you mean by "everyone was an ordinary person before they came here"...?

How long has Biyou Village been established?

Zhou Yan did not answer directly.

He stood up and patted the bits of grass off his bottom.

He raised his hand and pointed to the pavilion at the highest point of the mountain.

"That place is called the Cultivation Hall."

Zhou Yan strode forward without looking back:

"Come on, I'll show you... the deepest secret of Biyou Village!"

The three exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

The group climbed up the long stone steps.

The night was dark.

No one spoke along the way; only the sound of footsteps echoed on the stone steps.

Thoughts were churning in everyone's mind...

There is usually a bottomless chasm between extraordinary people and ordinary people.

Those without talent will usually find it all in vain, even if they practice their whole lives!

Could it be...

The magical creation of that village chief Ma has actually been able to change this?

tread...

Zhuge Qing's steps suddenly faltered!

He thought of... the stone tablet at the entrance of the village.

"Newly intercepted!"

Education should be provided to all without discrimination!

Soon, the signboard of Xiu Shen Tang came into view at the edge of the horizon.

The wooden door was left open.

It's still a long way off.

Faintly, they could already hear the continuous clanging of metal coming from inside...

The rhythm is even and monotonous.

It carried a certain unsettling rhythm.