The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 505: Honest Young Master

Xiaoyao Valley in the world of dried bones.

Pan Chengfeng practiced for half a month. Motian wanted to enter the small attic several times, but in the end he was afraid that there might be means against the demons inside, so he endured it. He called Pan Chengfeng several times outside the attic, but Pan Chengfeng pretended not to hear him.

Actually, Pan Chengfeng had already practiced the 'Xiaoyao Shen Jue' to the Jindan chapter, but he was just a little short of breaking through the seventh level of Jindan, so he took out the spirit stone and started absorbing it.

You know what, it was not difficult for Pan Chengfeng to practice this 'Xiaoyao Divine Art'. In just half a month, he had reached the Golden Elixir stage.

Although he had practiced wind-attributed techniques before, those techniques were simply not on the same level as this 'Xiaoyao Divine Art'.

The demon outside was telepathically communicating and shouting, but Pan Chengfeng just thought it was a dog barking outside. Since Mo Tian didn't dare to come in, Pan Chengfeng naturally seized the time to improve his strength.

After all, this time when he goes out, he has to give Motian the 'Demon God Fist', and Pan Chengfeng's sixth sense strongly reminds him that when he gives the 'Demon God Fist', it will be the time for Motian to kill him!

Time seems to disappear in the process of cultivation, and another month has passed.

The middle-grade spirit stone in Pan Chengfeng's hand turned into ashes, and the true essence in his body also shook. Pan Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, with no expression of joy or sadness, thinking secretly: "I finally broke through the seventh level of the golden elixir. There are still seven months before I leave the sect. I wonder how Xin'er, Yun'er and Senior Sister Qiaoqiao are doing?"

Pan Chengfeng thought of his woman. It had been nearly half a year since he was "held hostage" by Mo Tian. During this period, he had angered Mo Tian several times and almost lost his life.

But this time I came to Xiaoyao Valley and obtained the inheritance of this big sect, which is still worth it. Now what remains is how to escape from the clutches of Motian.

Pan Chengfeng continued to meditate with his eyes closed. He had wanted to improve his magic to increase its power, but just when he had some ideas, he was interrupted by Mo Tian. Now he planned to continue improving it.

Mo Tian was also sitting cross-legged outside the attic. He sensed that Pan Chengfeng had woken up once before, and thought that the little bastard was about to come out, but who would have thought that he would start meditating with his eyes closed again.

Mo Tian's patience had been worn out by Pan Chengfeng, and he said calmly, "Human boy, if you don't come out, I will go out by myself, destroy the door, and let you practice here alone for the rest of your life!"

In the past few dozen days, this is not the first time that Motian has threatened Pan Chengfeng, but Pan Chengfeng is certain that Motian still has something very important to obtain from him. In addition to the Demon Fist, there should be more!

So Pan Chengfeng ignored Mo Tian's threats and quickly entered into a state of meditation. What he wanted to do this time was to increase the power of his magic, and he already had a direction to move forward, which was to fuse magic!

Pan Chengfeng wants to try to merge the thunder magic and fire magic together to create a new magic. According to Pan Chengfeng's own estimation, as long as the fusion is successful, the power will be about ten times that of the original magic!

Although its power has increased tenfold, it still poses no threat to Motian. However, Pan Chengfeng just wants to catch Motian off guard and buy time to escape.

As for killing Mo Tian, ​​who had the cultivation level of a Demon Lord, Pan Chengfeng estimated that he would be able to reach the level of refining emptiness, or even fusion. After all, Mo Tian's body was at the level of a Demon Lord.

Pan Chengfeng treated Mo Tian as if he were air and entered into a state of meditation. Mo Tian was so angry that he gnashed his teeth, but he could do nothing about Pan Chengfeng. He thought to himself, "Just practice! I don't believe you can practice to the point of fusion in such a short time!"

Just like that, another month passed. Pan Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes. His expression was not excited at all. Instead, his brows were tightly knitted. He thought to himself, "I have found the trick. I should be able to initially integrate the two techniques. I just haven't been able to practice it. The old beast Motian won't give me the opportunity to practice it."

Feeling that Mo Tian outside had reached his limit of patience and that the evil spirit on his body could no longer be suppressed, Pan Chengfeng stood up, patted his butt and said to himself, "Time has dragged on long enough. If it drags on any longer, this old beast will probably really rush in and catch me. Forget it, this is the only way to go. Let's just leave it to fate~"

Pan Chengfeng came to the restriction, activated the "Xiaoyao Divine Art", stretched out his hand, and indeed reached in without any hindrance.

Pan Chengfeng excitedly took out the seal. A strong repulsive force emanated from the seal. The entire seal was vibrating and buzzing, as if it would escape Pan Chengfeng's control at any time.

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly activated the Xiaoyao Divine Art again, and the buzzing sound of the seal slowly stopped. He thought to himself, "It seems that this is the treasure of Xiaoyao Valley. It cannot be activated without the Xiaoyao Divine Art~"

Pan Chengfeng looked at the seal again and again, but his spiritual sense could not penetrate it. He thought to himself, "How the hell do I use this? Why is there no instruction manual?"

Thinking of the instruction manual, Pan Chengfeng's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Isn't there another jade slip? I'm really stupid~"

He quickly reached out and took out the jade slip, and couldn't wait to put it against his forehead to check it out.

You don't know until you see it. When Pan Chengfeng saw it, he almost couldn't help laughing. If Mo Tian hadn't been outside, Pan Chengfeng would definitely run outside and do a belly dance to celebrate!

This jade slip was nothing else but the mount that Pan Chengfeng had been dreaming about day and night: the "Shenzhou Diagram"! However, the map recorded in this jade slip was not the map of the Yu Lei Sect's ship, but the "Feng Shenzhou"!

"I am indeed a son of luck! Not only did I get the inheritance and the quasi-immortal treasure, I also got the mount I dreamed of day and night!" Pan Chengfeng said happily: "I have the spirit stones and the blueprints. Now I just need a craftsman and a formation master. My dream of a mount will soon come true!"

Pan Chengfeng suppressed his joy, calmed down and said to himself, "I can't let that old beast know. I have to pretend nothing happened."

Mo Tian saw Pan Chengfeng slowly walking out of the attic and laughed strangely, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to cultivate to the fusion state? You are only at the seventh level of the golden elixir now. This improvement in strength is dispensable to me."

Pan Chengfeng was in a good mood and didn't bother with Mo Tian. He said with a smile, "Master Mo Tian, ​​you are joking. I was just about to break through, so I closed my eyes for a few days to break through. Later, I was delayed for a few more days to consolidate my cultivation. Didn't it delay anything?"

The Demon Lord sneered, "How many days? It's been eighty days. Do you need so much time to consolidate your cultivation? Are you plotting against me?"

Pan Chengfeng said seriously, "Master Motian, please don't joke. We made a vow to each other. Whoever breaks his promise will be haunted by his inner demons and his cultivation will be destroyed. Forget about the kid, he only has this little cultivation. Your cultivation is worth millions. Isn't it a pity to lose it?"

Mo Tian narrowed his eyes and said inwardly: "What did this little bastard notice? Is he trying to scare me?" Mo Tian swore in the name of the Demon God~

In order to gain Pan Chengfeng's trust, Mo Tian swore an oath in the name of the Demon God. People who practice cultivation, including the demons, may have inner demons every time they advance. It is almost impossible to eliminate the inner demons in a lifetime, and the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the inner demons.

Mo Tian felt a little regretful after he made the oath, and now Pan Chengfeng brought it up again. It was impossible for him to say that he was not worried at all.

Mo Tian took a deep breath and said, "Of course I won't break my oath, but I don't believe you!"

Pan Chengfeng's handsome face was furious, and he said seriously: "Master Motian, you are insulting my character! Go to the human race and ask if Pan Chengfeng, the direct disciple of the Yu Lei Sect, is a spotless and beautiful young man, an honest and reliable young man! I will definitely do what I say, unless Master Motian breaks the contract first!"

Mo Tian's eyes twitched, and he said coldly: "You want me to go to the human race to inquire? You wish I would die in the human race, right?"

Mo Tian didn't want to talk nonsense with this little bastard anymore, so he waved his hand and said, "I won't break my promise for a human junior like you. Now I have fulfilled my promise and brought you a lot of benefits. Now it's your turn to fulfill the agreement~"

Mo Tian stretched out his big hand, and the meaning was very clear: it was time to give him the thing.

Pan Chengfeng said with embarrassment: "Give it here?" "What? It depends on the place?" Mo Tian said in a bad tone: "I am warning you, if you dare to play tricks, I will kill you immediately, this will not be considered a breach of contract!"

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly shook his hands and said, "How can that be possible? I want to say that the Demon God Fist is both profound and complex. The tens of thousands of words need to be re-engraved into the jade slip. My cultivation is limited, so it will take a lot of energy and time. The space here is not stable and may collapse at any time. Let's get out first."

"Re-engraving?" Pan Chengfeng nodded and said, "Of course. When we cultivators come to the secret realm, except for some auxiliary elixirs and items, all our belongings are left in the sect~"

Mo Tian thought about it and agreed, but still warned: "You'd better not play any tricks!" With a snort, Mo Tian turned around and left the space first.

Pan Chengfeng's eyes immediately darkened, and he thought to himself, "What's coming is bound to come. Since I can't avoid it, I'll just have to go for it!"