"He damn sheep, after walking in the mountains, why haven't I found a martial artist yet?"
In the village under Taiyan Mountain, two people are talking freely.
One man has long hair and a delicate appearance; his name is Yang Gang.
The other person has short hair and a sturdy appearance; his name is Yin Rou.
Yin Rou, with one hand supporting her cheek and her eyebrow arching slightly, displays discontent on her face. "The guys who were in the same period with us have all advanced, leaving only you and me still staying in this village. When will it finally end?"
The rules of the divine punishment are that those with weaker power remain in the village, taking charge of the scout duties.
Generally, those who stay here are new ones. Once they have sufficient experience and strength, they can be promoted to work in Taiyan Mountain and take on important tasks.
Yin Rou and Yang Gang both have sufficient experience, but their strength is lacking. Staying in this ghost place with low pay, if they want to enhance their strength, it's harder than climbing to heaven.
Those who were in the same period as them completed several missions through chance and received commendations from above, which led to their advancement in rank and natural promotions.
Looking at them, their luck is not as good.
Yang Gang gently pulled back his long hair and sighed helplessly, "Who could say it's our fault for not having that luck? The head said we need to catch martial artists, but we haven't seen anyone out there. If things continue like this, you and I will be stuck here for the rest of our lives".
Yin Rou sighed helplessly and looked up to the sky, "Oh, Lord above, please give me a martial artist...".
"Stop dreaming, where in heaven will such a good thing fall from...".
Yang Gang was just complaining when suddenly the village fence was kicked open by someone, and a youth arrogantly taunted.
"Is there anyone in the village who can breathe without getting angry? Come out quickly and prepare some good food for young master."
The person who had just come in was Chen Mo, who had undergone disguise.
Although Muliuqiu had given Chen Mo a lot of advice before he left for the village, he weighed it again and again, and still thought that this straightforward method was the most suitable.
Chen Mo, with an air of a second uncle, started making a big show of himself right away, which immediately caught the attention of Yang Gang and Yin Rou.
Yin Rou, with his impulsive temperament, immediately jumped up and slapped Chen Mo with one hand, "Who are you? Dare to act on my territory".
Chen Mo saw this, slightly releasing a bit of qi and blood, and directly hit Yin Rou with a fist, throwing him out several dozen paces away. He coldly shouted: "Young master is a martial artist; how can you shake him with your mountain village farmer?".
With those words, Yin Rou was momentarily taken aback, turned to glance at Yang Gang, and the surprise on his face spoke for itself.
Who said that good things don't fall from the sky? Good things have arrived right now.
Chen Mo saw the expressions on the two people and unconsciously curled his lips slightly. Just as he was about to open his mouth again to make some noise, suddenly, the fence outside the village was kicked open again by someone.
"Are there any living people here? Get out and face young master."
However, we see a young man in a black robe with arrogant flames jumping out, and he strikes with a punch, with his qi surging without stopping.
Yin Rou and Yang Gang were slightly surprised, and when they saw the newcomer, their hearts were wild with joy.
Another martial artist.
"Left brother?"
Chen Mo stood dumbfounded, staring at the black-clad youth who had just burst in, and couldn't help but be taken aback. This wasn't exactly the same Left Quansheng that he had met before at Tianlong Dynasty?
His cultivation method of Qi and blood was one that could only be found with the help of someone else's luck.
Later, when Chen Mo was at Kuaiyuan Sect, he separated from him, but he didn't expect to run into him again here.
However, Chen Mo recognized Zuo Quansheng, but the latter did not recognize the disguised Chen Mo.
"Who are you?"
Hearing Chen Mo call him, Zuo Quansheng was taken aback for a moment and curiously glanced at him.
"I..."
Chen Mo opened his mouth, but then saw that the two people behind him had already started moving, with fierce attacks aimed directly at his back. It looked like they were going to knock him out.
Chen Mo did not resist. He feigned defeat and collapsed on the spot.
Time passed, and Chen Mo woke up drowsily from a jail cell.
Surprisingly, this was in Taiyan Mountain.
Chen Mo stood up and looked around, the dampness mixed with some dirtiness, and a thick odor pervaded the air.
The cell he was in was not large, just enough to hold two prisoners. Conveniently enough, the other prisoner with him was Zuo Quansheng, whom he had just met.
As Chen Mo realized that Zuo Quansheng was also being held in the same cell, the latter slowly opened his eyes.
"Left brother?"
Chen Mo smiled slightly and called out.
Zuo Quansheng was slightly surprised, and when he looked up to meet Chen Mo's gaze, he realized that the person in front of him was indeed the stranger who had just called him by name.
"Who are you?"
Zuo Quansheng curiously looked Chen Mo up and down, confirming that he had never seen this person before.
Chen Mo rubbed his cheek, guessing that it was because of the disguise, and answered with a smile, "Chen Mo."
"You, you?"
Zuo Quansheng's eyes widened, and there was a hint of suspicion in his gaze.
Chen Mo gently lifted the thin layer of skin on his cheek, "I've disguised myself."
"That's why the voice sounds so familiar"
Zuo Quansheng realized this now, his surprise turning into joy as he exclaimed, "Elder, how did you end up here?"
Zuo Quansheng was a practitioner of the Body and Soul cultivation path, and had always admired Chen Mo. If it weren't for his guidance, he might still be by his side.
Now that they had met again, he was naturally thrilled, approaching Chen Mo with a face full of excitement.
"I have a few friends who disappeared while investigating this divine punishment. I thought I would come here to see if I could find them."
After Chen Mo answered, he looked at Zuo Quansheng, curious, and asked, "So, why did you come in?"
From Zuo Quansheng's previous actions, Chen Mo could easily guess that the other person was like him, also self-volunteered to enter this divine punishment in order to sneak into it.
Zuo Quansheng scratched his head, gave an embarrassed smile, "It's somewhat similar to what Elder has done. I came here this time to save someone."
"I had heard from Elder before that I would travel the nine states, imparting the cultivation path to the martial artists in each state. On my way through Miaozhou, I also received many disciples."
"But a few days ago, this organization called the Divine Punishment abducted some of my disciples. They are too strong for us to be opponents, so I thought of sneaking into here, looking for an opportunity to lead them out..."
