"Damn! This heavenly realm is still shameless, it's only been a few days, just let him cross the catastrophe and become an immortal, then I'll stop a fart!"

I jumped to my feet and cursed as I retreated to a safe distance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the black master condensed the body of the black snake and came out of my heart, looked at the transparent thunder tribulation above Zhang Mingchao's head with great interest, and after watching for a while, he shook my tail and said:

"You kid, you don't usually study or read the newspaper, you know that you are fooling around with that little girl Jiang Lan, and when it comes to the critical moment, isn't it?

At the same time that Hei Ye appeared, it seemed that he had cast other spells at the same time, allowing Zhang Mingchao to see the thunderclouds above his head. Zhang Mingchao was originally an ordinary little Taoist priest, how much of the world could he see as a civil ghost in the underworld after his death? As soon as he saw Lei Yun, he was immediately frightened, and begged to the black master:

"Save ...... Help, this thunder is going to slash me, I don't want to die yet!!"

I still know the situation of the little Taoist, when he was alive, the paper burning Taoist did not pass on any of his skills, and after he died, he was even more foolish in the underworld, it can be said that he has no Taoism at all, and the ghost body can be so condensed is also the blessing of the golden light. I don't know how powerful this thunder tribulation is, but I've seen the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation that slashed Huang Jiu to death and Zhang Tianshi's Five Thunder Righteous Method, if the power of this transparent thundercloud above his head is one-tenth of the Five Thunder Righteous Law, then Zhang Mingchao will definitely be gone.

So I was anxious and wanted to come forward to save him, but as soon as I got up, Hei Ye stopped me with a tail.

"Boy, what are you going to do?"

I said without hesitation:

"Of course it's to save him, he can't bear this thunderstorm, I'll go and think of a way for him!"

Hei Ye sneered:

"Save him? Why bother, if he is struck by the thunderstorm, then he can neither complain about the underworld, nor count the hands under the Jiuding Iron Fork Mountain, but only his bad luck...... Why don't we let him be killed by the thunderbolt?"

After Hei Ye said this, Zhang Mingchao also understood what the situation was now, for us, it doesn't matter whether he is scattered or not, the important thing is that he doesn't become an immortal, so the little Taoist priest cried to me:

"Daoyou! Changliu Daoyou! For the sake of the friendship between the two of us who burned paper in a brazier back then, you save me, even if you want to prevent me from becoming an immortal, there are other ways, you can't just watch my soul fly away!"

Looking at Zhang Mingchao's bitter face, and then looking at Hei Ye's cold snake eyes, to be honest, I hesitated.

Mrs. Hu Santai and Zhong Kui Niu came to me together, this is obviously a pit, and the pit is the innocent and kind me. What tasks cannot be refused, and what will not give me help on the surface, it is simply that they don't want Zhang Ming to become an immortal, but they can't go against the will of heaven to personally obstruct it, so they handed over the poor little Taoist priest to me as an ordinary man.

God knows how God will arrange for Zhang Mingchao to become an immortal, and what kind of miserable fate will happen to me, a mortal who obstructs me, so Zhang Mingchao's death by lightning is really the best result for me.

But...... I made a common mistake of all the protagonists of domestic bad movies, I can't bear it, and I abuse good people......

I hesitated between stepping forward to help Zhang Mingchao and watching coldly, and Hei Ye watched from the side. But I'm actually trying to make a decision in my heart, and I feel like the final decision will be made soon.

But before I could decide, Hei Ye pulled me up, sobered me up, and then said to me and Zhang Mingchao:

"This is not the Immortal Ascending Thunder Tribulation, and this Thunder Tribulation will not cause damage to anything other than ghosts, this Tribulation is called the 'Resident Tribulation'. ”

Resident Tribulation, we have never heard of this Tribulation, it must not be included in the Thunder Tribulation registered by all cultivators from the Two Yi and Four Phases to the Nine Palaces, what kind of calamity is this?

Zhang Mingchao didn't know either, so he cried and said to Hei Ye:

"Resident ...... What the hell is going on with this Resident Tribulation!"

I also looked at Hei Ye expectantly, because I hadn't heard of this thing either. Hei Ye sold it for a while, and then preached to us:

"This Resident Tribulation, like the Thunder Tribulation, is also a test for cultivators. It's just that the thunder tribulation tests the animals, while the resident tribulation tests the ghost cultivators.

Ghosts have spirits and can also practice, and ghost cultivators who have completed the path have the opportunity to be reborn in the Heavenly Dao, or they can choose to become the underworld yincha. But not all ghosts can cultivate, because the ghosts who have just started cultivating are too weak. Therefore, the underworld has a very complete system for the management and protection of ghost cultivators, and only the ghosts who are registered or in the underworld can practice smoothly, and the ghosts who are not registered and are in the yang world can cause a reside calamity once they cultivate......

As the name suggests, after passing this calamity, you can live in the world to practice......"

I glanced at the little Taoist priest, and we both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Dare to love, this is a pit dug by the underworld!"

The little Taoist priest was sent by Zhong Kui and Niu Zongbing, these two are also quite high-status figures in the Yin Division, and the current situation of the little Taoist ghost body and whether it has been registered or not is very clear to them, but they have not said a word about this resident tribulation. Their meaning is very simple, it would be better if this calamity could kill the little Taoist priest.

I was a little nervous and asked Hei Ye what to do now, but Hei Ye said:

"This is a calamity that no Yin resident ghost needs to cross, it won't hurt others, but others can't help him, and all we can do is watch it coldly. ”

Hei Ye's words don't seem to be fake, looking at Zhang Mingchao's expression, he really has a dead heart, he can't stop crying, but no one can help him.

"Little Taoist...... Hold on to it yourself, since the destiny of heaven has made you an immortal, you shouldn't have watched you be killed by lightning. I comforted him dryly.

In fact, I know very well that if I allow the Resident Tribulation to come down, the little Taoist priest will be dissipated when he encounters it, but this is his calamity, and we can't help in the slightest.

And just as Hei Ye was explaining the work of the Resident Tribulation, boom, a muffled thunder sounded, announcing the beginning of the Resident Tribulation.

The thunderclouds above the little Taoist priest's head seemed to be boiling, and I had personally seen the Five Thunder Rectification Method performed by Zhang Tianshi, and from a certain point of view, the Five Thunder Rectification Method was to simulate the thunder tribulation, so I knew that this was a precursor to thunder.

The thunderclouds boiled for a while, and the little Taoist priest was nervous, if it weren't for the fact that he was already a ghost, I am afraid that he would have peed his pants at this time.

"Little Taoist, don't be afraid, you will definitely be able to carry it!" All I could do was cheer up.

Rumble!

A thunderbolt fell, but it was just this transparent thunderbolt...... How is it only the thickness of a thumb?

The thumb-thick thunderbolt slashed at the little Taoist, but it only made his soul scatter a little, and the whole person shook a few times, and then there was no.

Immediately afterwards, the thunderclouds above the little Taoist's head were no longer boiling, but dispersed very happily, and the little Taoist asked weakly:

"Am I a successful resident?"