Lei Jie suddenly went berserk, leaving everyone confused and dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.
"That shouldn't be the case. With my husband's cultivation, we have to wait at least another three to five thousand years to survive the tribulation..."
Xia'er nervously stared at Zhang Xiu, who was targeted by the thunder tribulation. Her worry was palpable, and she quickly calculated the cause of the thunder tribulation.
Ao Xue looked at Zhang Xiu, who was surrounded by thunder and lightning, dodging left and right, but still alive and kicking. Her expression became very excited: "This thunderstorm probably can't kill Zhang Xiu, right? It would be great if it could knock him out. Then I don’t have to worry about him grading my homework anymore.”
Hearing this, A Fei looked at Ao Xue with deep doubts and asked, "What's so scary about correcting homework? Master often corrects my homework."
Ao Xue took a deep breath and gritted her teeth and said: "The key is that almost all of the assignments he graded for me were bad reviews and all needed to be rewritten!
What's even worse is that one time, after reading my homework, he actually took a red pen and marked it on my homework book! "
"I'm just doing my homework, and I have to risk my life? How can this be justified!"
A Fei: "@#￥%￥#@......"
On the other side, Zhang Xiu stood in the middle of the thunder tribulation, dodging left and right, almost surrounded by dozens of thunder and lightning, forming a cage. He guessed with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is this thunder tribulation coming at me? Is it... Because I have done too many good deeds...am I going to be ranked among the immortals?"
At this time, the experienced old man suddenly thought of something and asked loudly: "Mr. Zhang, this is a thunder tribulation. It is the ninety-nine thunder tribulations sent down by heaven against the demonic monks. If you think about it carefully, what are you wearing?" Something like a magic weapon?
If there is, throw it away quickly! "
Zhang Xiu went through the magic weapons on his body in his mind and said firmly: "Absolutely not. All magic weapons refined with human essence, blood and soul have been released by me!"
Old man: "..."
After living for three thousand years, this was the first time he heard that magic weapons could also release lives!
The old man said with a confused heart: "Then...has Young Master Qian ever practiced any evil techniques?"
Zhang Xiu was stunned by the question. After a moment of silence, he said hesitantly: "Does the method of enchantment and the method of disintegration of demons count?"
"hiss!"
The old man took a deep breath and his cheeks beat hard twice.
It's okay to say that "Ecstasy Dafa" is an evil spell that can control people's consciousness, but as long as the Taoist heart is firm, it will not be affected, but...
What the hell is "The Great Method of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons"? Wasn't this heaven-defying technique completely lost when the Heavenly Demons were suppressed by Buddha? !
While he was wondering, a name suddenly jumped into his mind.
Demon Zhang Xiu! !
Mr. Zhang, who came to Beijing to take the exam, behaved in the same style as the officials of the Zhou Dynasty. I should have thought that he was the demon Zhang Xiu!
After guessing Zhang Xiu's identity, he figured everything out in just a short moment.
He was indeed the one who originally overcame the thunder tribulation, but the heavenly senses discovered Zhang Xiu who was practicing the "Great Law of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons", so the target was changed to Zhang Xiu. The ordinary thunder tribulation of heavenly immortals also turned into a weapon against the demonic monks. Eighty-one thunder tribulations.
The next moment, the old man swooped back into the hole, leaving only one sentence, and the lingering sound echoed in the wilderness.
"Mr. Zhang, your kindness will never be forgotten. Today next year, I will go to your grave and burn paper to pay homage to you!"
Zhang Xiu: "What the hell..."
Before the words could be spoken, a bolt of thunder struck down, Zhang Xiu dodged sideways, and followed the clouds and mist.
Seeing that the thunder and lightning in the sky was about to strike down again, Zhang Xiu sneered and said, "You forced me to do this!"
The next moment, Zhang Xiu used the method of disintegrating demons, burned ten years of life, and turned into a bright golden light heading towards the Western Paradise!
Tianjie paused for a moment, then caught up with Zhang Xiu and followed him closely.
Sparks and lightning came all the way to the foot of Lingshan Mountain. Zhang Xiu slapped the gate of Lingshan Mountain and shouted loudly: "Buddha, something bad has happened. Your disciples and disciples have committed too many evils in the world. The disaster is coming to kill you." The heavenly spirit has covered it!”
As he spoke, a thunderbolt fell, Zhang Xiu dodged sideways, and with a bang, the heavenly calamity hit the barrier door!
Behind the gate, the gatekeeper Arhat was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly replied: "Donor Zhang, the Buddha doesn't want to see you. If you can't, why don't you go to the underworld to hide? You can do it in heaven too! Don't always catch a sheep in our Lingshan Mountain." Gather it!"
Zhang Xiu's eyes lit up: "Then I go to Nantianmen?"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the calamity clouds in the sky shook, the thunder and lightning hidden in them slowly dispersed, and raindrops began to fall.
The gatekeeper Arhat was stunned: "This...is this a calamity that made me cry in anger??"
The Tota Arhat on the side slapped him on the bald gourd, and rolled his eyes: "Eighty-one lightning tribulations have been struck, and none of them have hit."
The gatekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, it's good that Donor Zhang is fine. He has saved my life. If something happens to him because I didn't open the door, the cause and effect will be huge."
Tota Arhat looked sympathetically at the gatekeeper Arhat and said, "Donor Zhang's fate is unpredictable and he is definitely not a short-lived person. If you have time to worry about Donor Zhang, you should worry about yourself first."
The gatekeeper Arhat was stunned and said, "What's wrong with me? I'm guarding the gate in Lingshan and chanting sutras. What's there to worry about?"
The Tota Arhat patted him on the shoulder and sighed meaningfully: "Oh, I'm afraid you have forgotten that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mount listens and can listen to the voices of living beings in the three realms... You just showed the way to the underworld for Donor Zhang. I’m afraid I’ve heard about it.”
Gatekeeper: "@#￥%￥#@......"
How about you study reincarnation yourself?
After a while, Zhang Xiu and Xia'er met up. After some comfort, they returned to Huangfu's house which had been razed to the ground with great satisfaction.
Looking at Zhang Xiu who had returned safely, Mrs. Huangfu bowed shiveringly: "Master Zhang, this little old man has eyesight but cannot see Mount Tai. I beg you, Sir, to have enough and spare the lives of my family...you can eat if you want." I'll be alone, the others are of low moral character, and it won't be of much use if you eat them!"
Zhang Xiu's face was expressionless and he slowly stretched out three fingers.
Seeing this, the old man gritted his teeth cruelly, turned around and shouted towards the hole behind him: "Jiao Na, Quan'er, you two, come out!"
Zhang Xiu smiled slightly and said, "Don't be so tragic. I only need 30,000 taels of silver. Your family won't have to sell their sons and daughters to get it, right?"
"Thirty thousand taels, don't you want to eat three?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he collapsed on the ground, patting his chest with a look of joy on his face, and said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "It seems that my character needs another three to five hundred years to develop..."
(End of chapter)
