The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 220 Thunder Step

At the Purple Thunder Mountain of the Imperial Thunder Sect, Pan Chengfeng has been training peacefully for a while, and is about to break through to the fifth level of foundation building. Pan Chengfeng believes that Qian'er can handle the Zhong family's mess. Jingxin Valley, Pan Chengfeng's cave residence. The top-grade crystal beads in his hand turned into ashes. Pan Chengfeng opened his eyes and smiled slightly, saying, "At this rate, I will be able to break through in three days, the fifth level of foundation building, and one step closer to the golden elixir. It's time to take a look at the Imperial Thunder Sect's library. It's a free opportunity once a year, so I have to pick a useful spell." He stood up and patted his butt. Although there was no dust, it was a habitual action. If he didn't pat it twice, he would feel uncomfortable.

He flew all the way to the library with his flying sword. Looking down, Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Why are there so many people?" He landed, put away his flying sword, and walked into the crowd. Before he arrived, he heard someone shouting, "Brother Yu, I borrowed this book of Eight Diagrams Thunder Dragon Palm and Claw. Why should I lend it to you to study for a few days? Don't you have a free chance?" Yu Qian smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, I have already used up my free chance once a year, but when I saw you studying this spell, I suddenly became interested. It's just a few days, why are you so stingy?" The man called Brother Yuan was only at the 9th level of the Nascent Soul, but he was not afraid at all when facing Yu Qian, a Divine Transformation cultivator. He sneered, "One point is one point per day. Brother, if you study for a few days, do you have to pay me points? If so, I will give it to you with both hands!"

People around were talking about it, but no one stepped forward to say a fair word. Pan Chengfeng grabbed a Jindan disciple and asked, "What's going on? Is Yu bullying people?" The Jindan disciple was a little dissatisfied when he was suddenly caught, but when he saw Pan Chengfeng wearing the clothes of a direct disciple, he quickly bowed and said, "Disciple greets uncle." Pan Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, what's going on? Is there no one in charge?" The Jindan disciple whispered, "There must be someone in charge, but no one in the law enforcement team dares to do it. This Senior Brother Yu was very domineering when he was in the outer sect. Now he is Elder Yu's direct disciple and nephew. Who dares to do it?" Pan Chengfeng asked, "Who is the other one?" The Jindan disciple said, "That one is Senior Brother Yuan Bihua. He is also a top figure among the outer sect disciples. He is very talented. He has only been in the Yu Lei Sect for more than a hundred years, but he has already reached the 9th level of the Nascent Soul. He is usually very kind, but I don't know how he offended Yu Qian, so he deliberately made trouble for him here."

Pan Chengfeng stroked his chin and thought to himself, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Why not give him a hand? Anyway, I've already offended the young master named Yu. It doesn't matter if he offends me once more." He did what he said. Pan Chengfeng pushed through the crowd and walked directly to Yu Qian. He looked Yu Qian up and down and said, "Get out of the way."

Yu Qian was puzzled and sneered, "Brother Pan, why do you want me to make way for you?" Pan Chengfeng said, "You also know that this is the road. I want to go to the library and you are blocking the way. I say again, a good dog does not block the road. Get out of the way!"

Yu Qian angrily said, "The sect rules say that insulting a master or elder will result in ten lashes! I am your senior brother, how dare you insult me?! Where is the law enforcement team?!" A team of ten law enforcement team appeared immediately. So, background is important everywhere. Just now, when Yu Qian made trouble, the law enforcement team pretended not to see it. Now when Pan Chengfeng made trouble, the law enforcement team appeared immediately.

Pan Chengfeng looked at the law enforcement team and said, "Which ear heard me swearing? Why are you arresting me?" Yu Qian said angrily, "Didn't you say, 'A good dog doesn't block the road'?!" Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "So, Brother Yu, you admit that you are a dog?" "Hahaha!" The crowd of onlookers around immediately laughed.

Yu Qian said angrily: "You! I am not a dog!" Pan Chengfeng said: "Since you are not a dog, what I said is that a good dog does not block the road. What does it have to do with you, Brother Yu?" The law enforcement team was a little undecided after hearing what Pan Chengfeng said. Pan Chengfeng said: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers. There is nothing here. No need to bother you." Without making a sound, he secretly stuffed a storage bag into the captain's hand.

He patted the captain's hand and said, "The safety of the sect depends entirely on the brother who is the reserve." After that, he turned around and walked into the library, and walked in front of Yu Qian. He looked at Yu Qian without saying a word. The meaning was very clear: if you are blocking the way, you are a dog, and a vicious dog at that.

The captain of the law enforcement team swept the storage bag and was overjoyed. He quickly led the team away, and shouted as he left: "Let's go to the martial arts arena. There are a lot of people making trouble there recently." What he meant was that there was no law enforcement team here, so you can do whatever you want. "Smart man~" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself. Yu Qian stood still, and Pan Chengfeng just looked at him. Seeing that he didn't want to move, Pan Chengfeng didn't hesitate. He took a step forward with his right foot and hit Yu Qian's shoulder with his left shoulder, knocking Yu Qian back more than ten steps before he stood still. Pan Chengfeng snorted and walked towards the library. Yu Qian was furious and yelled: "Pan! Don't think that you dare to do whatever you want just because you have worshipped Qiu Xiaotian as your master!" Pan Chengfeng ignored him and walked directly into the library.

Yu Qian was barking angrily from behind, but Pan Chengfeng pretended not to hear. After entering the library, he was stunned. From the outside, it looked like a five-story building, but inside it was a different world. Pan Chengfeng could not see the end of the first floor, which was full of bookshelves. Each bookshelf was filled with books and protected by prohibitions. I don't know how the Yu Lei Sect collected so many secrets, skills, and magic.

Pan Chengfeng was staring blankly when a voice came to his ears: "Are you the new disciple of Senior Brother Qiu? I don't think you are that good." Pan Chengfeng quickly looked towards the source of the voice and saw an old man with white hair sitting in front of a desk that was one meter long and half a meter wide, looking at him with a scrutinizing look. Pan Chengfeng hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, saying: "Disciple Pan Chengfeng greets Uncle Master. May I know what your name is?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Why didn't Senior Brother Qiu tell you about me? Little Mu didn't tell you either?" Pan Chengfeng said awkwardly, "I just came to the sect and haven't had time to ask Master and Senior Brother for advice." In fact, Senior Brother Mou wanted to introduce him to the big guys in the sect a few days ago. But Pan Chengfeng kept shirking it. He would rather go to Shuang'er to be warm and unwilling to listen to Senior Brother Mou's talk. The old man smiled and said, "Really? Why do I feel that you are lying?" Pan Chengfeng quickly explained, "How dare you lie in front of your uncle?"

Seeing Pan Chengfeng's determined expression, the old man half-believed and half-doubted and said, "Okay, my last name is Duan. This is your first time here. As a direct disciple, you have a chance to choose books for free for 30 days. Once the time is up, if you don't return them, one point will be deducted per day. Books on the second floor are worth two points a day, and three points on the third floor. And so on, up to the seventh floor. For things on the seventh floor, at least you need to merge to touch them."

Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "There are so many opinions. Since it's free, of course I have to pick the best." Pan Chengfeng asked, "Can I go to the third floor to choose for free this time?" Uncle Duan said, "The third floor can only be borrowed for ten days. Once the ten days are up, you have to spend points. You are only at the fourth level of foundation building. Don't aim too high. The secret techniques of the first level are enough for you to learn."

Pan Chengfeng thought for a while and said, "I still decided to go to the third floor to look for it. Please help me, uncle." Uncle Duan did not stop him. He persuaded him. In the end, the decision was still up to him. Uncle Duan took out a token and said, "This is the token for the third floor. You must come out in an hour. Take it." Pan Chengfeng took the token, bowed his hands and thanked him, and went directly to the third floor to look for magic. Uncle Duan looked at Pan Chengfeng's back, shook his head and said, "You are too ambitious. Senior Brother Qiu's vision is still poor."

Pan Chengfeng came to the third floor and was dazzled by the countless bookshelves. Although the third floor was much smaller than the first floor, it was still very large. He would not have enough time to find each bookshelf one by one. After walking for a while, he found a sign with the words "gongfa area →". Pan Chengfeng said happily: "I said, such a big place, if there is no certain guidance, how long will it take to find it." Pan Chengfeng wanted to find a body movement technique. After all, if he was to fight with others now, he could not expose his physical training, so body movement was still very necessary.

After wandering around for a while, he finally found the magic area. Pan Chengfeng searched the bookshelves one by one. There were so many books that he was dazzled. There were Dragon Steps, Lotus Steps, Starry Sky Steps, etc. Pan Chengfeng looked at the introductions and found none of them suitable for him. Some were too slow, some were too fancy, or some were just for showing off and picking up girls. After looking through hundreds of bookshelves, none of them caught Pan Chengfeng's eye. Time was almost up, so Pan Chengfeng said anxiously, "Could it be that in such a large library, I can't find a magic that suits me?"

After looking through the last few bookshelves, I still didn't get anything. Since I was here, I might as well just pick up a book, otherwise this free opportunity would be wasted. Suddenly I saw another bookshelf in the corner, but it seemed that no one had taken care of it, and it was all dusty. Pan Chengfeng walked to the bookshelf curiously and saw that there were also some books on the bookshelf, not many, only about a dozen. But they were tattered and it was obvious that they had been there for some years.

Pan Chengfeng picked up a book at random and found that it was actually an incomplete book of magic. He thought to himself, "So they are all incomplete magic. No wonder no one takes care of it." He flipped through a few pages and threw the book back. Just as he was about to leave, a book fell at Pan Chengfeng's feet with a "click". Pan Chengfeng bent down to pick it up. He glanced at the "Thunder Step" and thought to himself, "What a coincidence?" Then he opened it and read the introduction. The more he read, the more delighted he was. Isn't this the body movement he was looking for? As a result, he didn't flip through a few pages. It was gone. Pan Chengfeng flipped through the bookshelf again and confirmed that it was gone. There was only this one-third. He said regretfully, "There are only so many. I can only practice the first of the three moves. Forget it. The first move is enough for the time being."