The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 758 Dungeon Tour

Xuan Shengguo, Tiandao Sect.

Pan Chengfeng changed into the clothes of a dungeon servant and came to the dungeon. Last night, Pan Chengfeng thought too much. When Du Hongjuan was massaging Pan Chengfeng's legs, she pulled Pan Chengfeng to the bed, and the two rolled on the bed for a long time before Heiwu came out.

Pan Chengfeng was becoming increasingly unable to handle that woman, so he came to the dungeon early today, ready to go to work.

Pan Chengfeng came to the servants' lounge. There was no one inside. Pan Chengfeng found a cushion to meditate on and thought to himself, "Damn it, that woman made me miss the whole day."

It is only Mao time now, and working time is Chen time. Pan Chengfeng has one hour to meditate.

The time for cultivation passed quickly. People came one after another. After six people arrived, Wantou came and took the six people into the dungeon and came to the place where the Divine Transformation cultivator was on duty.

This time Wan Tou did not follow them down. He brought the people here and left them there, then ran away by himself.

Pan Chengfeng was worried that this guy would follow him while he was working. Now that no one is watching him, he can do a lot of things~

They arrived at the second floor of the dungeon with familiarity. Pan Chengfeng was in charge of the fourth area, which was right between several people.

But it doesn’t matter. These people’s cultivation is only at the Golden Core stage. It would be too easy for Pan Chengfeng to hide the truth from them.

Although there were oil lamps and torches in the dungeon passage, the lighting was still very dim. Without spiritual sense, one could not see too far with the naked eye.

Several people separated and went to clean up. Pan Chengfeng also took a broom, dustpan and a small oil barrel and pretended to clean up.

How could Pan Chengfeng clean up seriously? After refueling a few oil lamps, he began to think about how to get to the third floor.

The dungeon has seven floors. Pan Chengfeng plans to search one floor at a time, a carpet search. Although it is a bit time-consuming, it is safer this way.

Pan Chengfeng found an empty corner, put on his spiritual clothes, and changed into a nightgown. This nightgown was made by Shuang'er herself. According to Pan Chengfeng's request, only four holes were left, two for the eyes and nostrils.

Moreover, the material of this clothes was exchanged by Pan Chengfeng in the sect with his points. It is a kind of silk produced by a high-level monster called the wood silkworm. It is resistant to high temperatures, impacts, not easily damaged, and can also block spiritual consciousness.

After everything was ready, Pan Chengfeng took action quietly.

With Pan Chengfeng's speed, he quickly passed through the second floor. Almost all the prisoners in the two hundred or so cells were Jindan cultivators. It was impossible for Uncle Niu to be here.

When we arrived at the entrance of Erxiasan, there were two Nascent Soul cultivators on duty. The entrance was only about four meters wide.

Although Pan Chengfeng's magic power far exceeds that of the Nascent Soul cultivator, if he wants to pass between the two of them at such a close distance, the wind he creates will be discovered by the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Pan Chengfeng lowered his head to look for it, then smiled slightly, and with one hand, a fat mouse was caught in his hand.

The two Nascent Soul guards were chatting happily when they suddenly heard some noise not far away. They hurried forward to check and before leaving the entrance, Pan Chengfeng dodged and went straight into the third floor.

The two Yuanying guards came back cursing and complaining, "These damn rats always steal the lamp oil. This time their tails were set on fire, causing us to have another false alarm."

The third floor of the dungeon is not much different from the second floor, except that the prisoners there have higher levels of cultivation.

Pan Chengfeng jumped up and down without making any sound, checking the cells while dodging the servants and the patrols that passed by from time to time.

An hour later, after checking the third floor and failing to find Uncle Niu and the Grandmaster, Pan Chengfeng estimated the time and thought to himself, "It's almost time. I have to go back."

Returning along the same route, they arrived at the entrance. Pan Chengfeng snapped his fingers and an oil lamp a hundred meters away fell to the ground with a clatter. Two guards hurried to check, and Pan Chengfeng took the opportunity to return to the second floor.

The two guards checked the broken oil lamp, then looked at the rats around, and cursed, "These damn rats! I have reported this to the higher-ups many times and asked the servants to clean up these rats, but no one listened!"

Another guard laughed and said, "Forget it. Unless the dungeon is destroyed, even a combined monk wouldn't be able to catch all these rats."

Pan Chengfeng returned to his own sanitary area, changed his clothes, pretended to sweep a few times, and then walked back with his things.

The six people gathered at the exit, then left the second floor of the dungeon together, returned to the lounge, put down their tools, and went home.

Pan Chengfeng walked and stroked his chin while thinking: "The dungeon is too big. At this speed, it will not be enough time to reach the seventh floor. It will be difficult to reach the fourth floor tomorrow!"

Pan Chengfeng was a little anxious, then he took a deep breath and muttered, "Don't be impatient. If one day can't finish the search, then two days. If two days are not enough, then three days. Anyway, before we find Uncle Niu, we can't let the dungeon guards find any clues."

Du Hongjuan didn't look for Pan Chengfeng today. Pan Chengfeng was just having fun and spent the whole night absorbing spirit stones in the cave. His cultivation improved a little bit and he was getting closer and closer to the great perfection of the golden elixir.

The next day.

Pan Chengfeng went to work as usual. After pretending to be busy in his own area for a while, Pan Chengfeng gave up, changed his clothes and went to the fourth floor.

After arriving at the fourth floor, Pan Chengfeng actually increased his speed to the maximum and rushed to the entrance of the fifth floor, then checked from the entrance of the fifth floor to the entrance of the fourth floor.

This was the solution Pan Chengfeng thought of last night. Since the search could not be completed in one day, then he would divide it into two days. Since it would take two days, then he would start from far and work his way to near. This way, the search would be faster.

The fourth floor is also very large, and is basically no different from the second and third floors, except that only cultivators above the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage are imprisoned there.

Pan Chengfeng searched for an hour but still couldn't find Uncle Niu, but he did see something from the clothes of these monks.

Many of these monks were wearing the same clothes. They should be the enemies of Tiandao Sect, or the disciples left behind by sects that were destroyed by Tiandao Sect.

All the monks imprisoned here were wearing handcuffs and leg shackles, and these shackles were made of a metal called black mud gold.

This metal is not only hard, but also very tough and has a large output. However, it cannot carry spiritual energy and magic power, so it can only be used to make things like shackles and prison cells.

Ever since Pan Chengfeng learned how to refine weapons, he has memorized all kinds of ores by heart and could recognize this metal at a glance.

Pan Chengfeng had also tried, but without using the Overlord Fist, he really couldn't break free from the metal restraints, let alone these Nascent Soul cultivators.

Pan Chengfeng made a preliminary calculation and found that one cell could hold at most a dozen monks, and there were also cases where one or two people were held alone, but they were very rare.

If this is the case on all seven floors, there must be at least tens of thousands of monks imprisoned here!

"What a big deal! It seems that the Yu Lei Sect has not imprisoned so many cultivators~" Pan Chengfeng muttered to himself and looked at the time. He had only checked two-thirds of the fourth floor and the time was almost up.

This was the second day, and Pan Chengfeng still found nothing. Fortunately, Du Hongjuan still didn't look for him today. I don't know what that woman has been doing these days. She hasn't looked for Pan Chengfeng for two days.