The Devil's Tribulation

The next morning, the sky was clear and the scorching sun made the red mountains burn like a furnace. The hot air emanated from the ground and slowly rose into the sky, making the vision a little distorted. However, Pan Chengfeng's cave was well located. There was a water source and a small waterfall. Although summer had arrived, it looked like spring flowers were just blooming.

The sun has already shone on the boy's face, with a straight nose, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and his face has lost some of its immaturity. Pan Chengfeng sat quietly by the waterfall for a whole night, and his originally impetuous mood slowly adjusted back. He exhaled and looked at the sun: "It's really a good day today!" Pan Chengfeng stood up with his hands behind his back, looking at the cloudless sky, his mood was calm. After a few breaths, Pan Chengfeng looked down at the water: "Well, it hasn't grown crooked, it's getting more and more handsome. Thousands of fairy sisters are waiting for me, I must protect this skin." He looked at it carefully for a while, nodded and said: "It seems to have grown taller again. I'm fourteen years old this year, about 1.8 meters tall. I won't grow to 1.9 meters, right?" After muttering, Pan Chengfeng smiled and turned back into the cave.

After hunting the flower snake yesterday, Pan Chengfeng hurried back to the cave and saw several snakes that were still fresh. He decided not to rush to advance. Pan Chengfeng still understood the principle that haste makes waste. Therefore, Pan Chengfeng decided to rest for a night and adjust himself to the best state. Whether it is the state of mind or the body, it must be adjusted. After summarizing the battle with the flower snake, Pan Chengfeng meditated by the waterfall for a night. Now it seems that the effect is not bad, and Pan Chengfeng is ready to advance.

With a thought, the Qiankun Ding appeared beside him. Pan Chengfeng felt nauseous: "Wow, I forgot to wash it after eating two days ago!" He hurriedly carried the Ding out to wash it. Now he was going to cook himself. How could he be so unhygienic! He should not get stuck to by some strange parasites. Back in the cave, Pan Chengfeng sucked the flower snake directly into his hand with one hand. A dagger appeared and he drew a circle on the snake's head, and the snake's head broke off. A large amount of blood sprayed out. Pan Chengfeng was quick-witted and moved the Qiankun Ding, and the snake's blood entered the Ding accurately. The Qiankun Ding has three legs and two ears, each leg is seven inches high, and the body of the Ding is two meters high and one and a half meters wide. The flower snake's blood was eight-tenths full! Pan Chengfeng smiled after seeing it: "That's a lot of blood. It seems that there is enough animal blood this time."

After filling the beast blood, Pan Chengfeng gathered all the spiritual herbs, a total of twelve! For these twelve spiritual herbs, Pan Chengfeng had to tormented the monsters in the Red Mountain Range. Just when he was about to throw them all into the cauldron, he immediately thought: "Leave a way for everything." Pan Chengfeng finally left two spiritual herbs and put them in the storage ring.

Time passed slowly, Pan Chengfeng had taken off all his clothes and stood beside the cauldron, feeling the situation inside: "It's almost done, Master, please bless me! Xin'er, just watch your man undergo a complete transformation and achieve something unprecedented!" Pan Chengfeng's eyes were determined, he jumped up, and with a plop, entered the cauldron.

As soon as he entered the cauldron, Pan Chengfeng's body began to tremble violently. The pain was many times stronger than the previous two times! Just as it started, blood began to seep out of Pan Chengfeng's body. Looking closely, it seemed to be flowing out from the capillaries. Pan Chengfeng didn't pay any attention to it, and just kept running the skills.

Soon, the blood in the entire cauldron increased instead of decreased. It seemed that the blood did not evaporate with the temperature, but was more than before. No one saw this weird scene. Not only did Pan Chengfeng not absorb the beast blood and elixir, but his own flesh and blood was lost. Pan Chengfeng endured the great physical pain. Weiwei opened one eye, and just this one glance scared her to death. His flesh and blood now seemed to have been sucked dry by a vampire. It was dry and flat. If he was tied with gauze, he would be an Egyptian mummy! Then the feeling of cutting flesh spread throughout Pan Chengfeng's nerves. Pan Chengfeng wondered if he had made a mistake in refining. But there was no other way now. He could only practice the Hunyuan Body Refining Technique, thinking of Xin'er's laughter in his mind, to divert his attention a little and reduce the pain.

Time passed slowly. After three hours, Pan Chengfeng in the cauldron was basically just a skeleton. His flesh and blood had disappeared. Oh no, it should be said that it was completely dry. The scary thing is that Pan Chengfeng is still conscious now. From the panic at the beginning to now carefully feeling the changes in his body, the strong recovery and vitality of the body cultivator have kept Pan Chengfeng's body in a state of self-repair. How to describe this state? It doesn't seem very appropriate to describe it as pain and happiness.

After another three hours, Pan Chengfeng found that his flesh and blood began to slowly recover, and the blood in the cauldron began to slowly flow back into his flesh and blood, and his body began to slowly fill up and become full. Pan Chengfeng moaned comfortably and thought to himself: "The most difficult time is finally over!" The blood and medicine in the cauldron began to take effect, and Pan Chengfeng felt a stream of warm currents slowly flowing into his flesh and blood with the blood, slowly filling up his body.

This feeling lasted for another six hours. When Pan Chengfeng saw that the beast blood was almost gone, he immediately sucked a snake demon and cut off its head with a knife. The beast blood filled the cauldron again. Pan Chengfeng meditated in the cauldron and practiced his skills. The body continued to absorb. Pan Chengfeng did not feel full, but felt better. He had been hungry for a long time and now wanted to eat a big meal.

Not long after the new beast blood entered the cauldron, Pan Chengfeng frowned slightly: "Why do I feel that the effect is greatly reduced? Could it be that the beast blood of the early third level of body refining can no longer meet my needs?" Pan Chengfeng regretted it: "I should have killed those in the late third level earlier! Now at this critical moment, I can only make do with it, alas~" Pan Chengfeng is now in a very arrogant tone. Before, because of whether to kill the flower snake, Xiaohong and Xiaolan almost made him schizophrenic.

The quality of the beast blood was not good enough, Pan Chengfeng had no other options, but there was still some spiritual herbs. With a thought, he threw the last two spiritual herbs into the cauldron: "I thought there would be enough spiritual herbs, but now it seems that there is not enough!" After doing this, Pan Chengfeng hurriedly continued to practice and adjust his state of mind. He already felt that his state of mind was a little unstable. Because he felt that the harvest this time would be huge! If he didn't adjust well, the legendary obsession would happen, Pan Chengfeng didn't want to try it.

Originally, there was a gap between the second and third levels of physical training. Thousands of years ago, most people in Tiandao Sect were stuck at the second level of physical training. Those who could enter the third level were undoubtedly elites and leaders of the sect. It was just that Uncle Niu did not popularize it in such a detailed way to Pan Chengfeng. After Uncle Niu found that Pan Chengfeng was a rough diamond, he wanted to let Pan Chengfeng take his time and did not want to force him to practice without distraction. That's why he tried not to let Pan Chengfeng know some unnecessary things. Who knew that this kid was a pervert? Xin'er made him want to run to the village all day long, but seeing that Pan Chengfeng did not delay his practice, he turned a blind eye.

The beast blood in the cauldron continued to evaporate, and the blood of the three-headed snake demon was also drained away. Pan Chengfeng finally did not go crazy. After adjusting his mentality, he continued to meditate and practice the exercises. From the beginning to now, it has been a whole day. Since the beast blood of the initial stage of the third level of body refining was replaced, the feeling of the warm current flowing into the flesh and blood has become so slight that it can be almost ignored. However, based on the concept that no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, Pan Chengfeng still insisted on using the blood and spiritual herbs in the cauldron to the extreme.

Another three hours passed, and the blood in the cauldron dried up. Pan Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes. His eyes flickered slightly, and Pan Chengfeng smiled: "Third level of body refining! I finally have some strength to protect myself." After sitting for a while, Pan Chengfeng climbed out of the Qiankun Cauldron lightly. He didn't want to build the cauldron again. After leaving the cauldron, Pan Chengfeng was half trapped in the rock. There was a sound of breaking stones, and he pulled out his right foot and stepped out. Pan Chengfeng had a strange look on his face, and then he pulled out his left foot and stepped out, and also sank into the rock: "Is this a loss of control of power? How much have I improved? Get out first, don't destroy the cave."

Outside the cave, Pan Chengfeng was half sunk in the ground: "What's going on? It seems that I need to slowly get used to my current strength. I'd better not move around." Pan Chengfeng looked up and looked around. After seeing the waterfall, Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Go into the water. I should be able to get used to my current strength quickly." Pan Chengfeng walked towards the waterfall, taking deep and shallow steps. He finally reached the pool under the waterfall. The pool was not very big, about two or three hundred square meters, but it was still quite deep. Pan Chengfeng lay down directly and kept sinking. After a few breaths, he finally reached the bottom of the pool. Pan Chengfeng looked up and said, "It's about twenty meters deep, which should be enough for me to use my fists and feet."

Pan Chengfeng's eyes changed, and he punched out with full power. With a puff, the water was overturned, and the two streams separated and collided again. Pan Chengfeng turned around and kicked again, and the water directly hit the shore, and several small cracks appeared on the edge of the pool. Pan Chengfeng used a set of self-created turtle punches, shooting left and right, and the whole pool was like a huge wave, with layers of waves several meters high.

An hour later, Pan Chengfeng emerged from the water. Although he didn't step into the ground, the floor still cracked. Looking at his hands, Pan Chengfeng muttered in disbelief: "My strength has more than doubled, and my speed must have increased a lot, but it's hard to measure now. I have to get used to this power first. It seems that I have to practice in the pool for some time." The excessive increase in strength caused Pan Chengfeng's strength to temporarily go out of control, but Pan Chengfeng was still very excited: "My master is also a master?"

Pan Chengfeng decided to get used to the new power here, and then set off to find resources for cultivation, a master, and Xin'er. However, the premise of these things is to have enough strength. Uncle Niu couldn't solve the problem of the sixth level of body training, so Pan Chengfeng is still far from it. Not to mention the Beast Taming Sect, for Pan Chengfeng now, it is simply a behemoth! Pan Chengfeng plans to experience while looking for a master, and finally go to the Beast Taming Sect.