This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

Fang Zhe and Qinghui were taken aback at the same time, then turned their heads to look outside the door, and a young man in blue short-sleeves pushed the door in from outside the supermarket.The young man has a handsome face and a sharp expression, like an eagle soaring into the sky and a sword drawn out of its sheath, exuding an extremely piercing aura.

Qinghui's temperament is timeless and long, Zhongzheng is peaceful.Although this man was plainly dressed, but with his handsome appearance and stern appearance, people could recognize him from the crowd at a glance.The haughty look in his eyes flickered inexplicably.Every move seems to be full of ridicule and irony towards Qinghui.

"You are from the Shushan Sword Sect." Qinghui squinted his eyes and looked at the man. He still remembered that this man seemed to have come to the Kunlun Sect with his master Bingyan Sword Master when he was a child.It's just that they didn't seem to be having a good time at that time.Now, it would not be a good thing for people from the Shushan Sword Sect to seek him out.

The source of grievances between the Kunlun School and the Shushan Sword School has been around for a long time, and it has long been impossible to verify.But there is a lot of friction and comparison between the disciples of the two factions, but people in the cultivation world love to talk about it.After all, of the two sects, one is number one in the cultivation world.A second in the world of comprehension, many big factions are eager for the two factions to bite dogs.Now that the Kunlun School has collapsed, leaving only Qinghui as a single seedling, the happiest person is probably not Bai Qi who eliminated the Kunlun School, but the Shushan Sword School in front of him.

The man looked lightly, and the look of disdain between his brows was no longer hidden. He said to Qinghui with a smile on his handsome face, "I didn't expect that the incomparable Kunlun school girl in the past would work in such a dilapidated place, hahaha—— "The man laughed wildly, as if he had encountered a once-in-a-century joke, and his piercing laughter kept echoing in the supermarket.

Qinghui looked at the man defensively, frowned and said, "Zhou Yang, my business has nothing to do with you." The man's name is Zhou Yang, and he is the closed disciple of Bingyan Jianzun, the deputy head of Shushan Sword Sect.He was originally a child of a wealthy family in the mortal world, but because of his talent and intelligence, he was accepted as a disciple by Bingyan Sword Master.With careful teaching, he has already achieved the realm of refining gods and rebelling against the void, and he can be said to be the leader of the next generation in the Shushan Sword Sect.Even the head of the Shushan Sword Sect has to admit that Zhou Yang's talent is rare in this world, and perhaps only Qinghui of the Kunlun Sect can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

When Zhou Yang heard these words, he stood beside his master.The good family environment, the favor of the elders and the praise of the juniors of the Shushan Sword Sect made him unable to tell the truth from the truth.Every time he sees Qinghui, he will show disdainful eyes, Qinghui is not worthy to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, no one in this world is worthy to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

He pursed his lips lightly, his eyes seemed provocative.Looking down at Qinghui, Youyuan's pupils are extremely sharp.Qinghui clenched his hands, stared at Zhou Yang and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Zhou Yang didn't speak, he still had a sliver of reason.Although it is very interesting to ridicule Qinghui, who is like a bereaved dog, if the important event of the Shushan Sword Sect is delayed, I am afraid-his master will not be able to protect him.It must be known that the Shushan Sword Sect has extremely fierce internal struggles. Hundreds of years ago, the Shushan Sword Sect absorbed the Buddhist lineage, and now Buddhism and Taoism merge and attack each other.

Although the Shushan Sword Sect and Taoism were powerful at this time, the influence of Buddhism was not small.If he can't handle this matter well, I'm afraid the Buddhists will have something to say.

His stern face is very sharp, like an unsheathed sword, and his wheat-colored arms are bare/exposed in the air, looking extremely powerful.Looking at Qinghui, he said softly, "Qinghui, the Kunlun faction is going to be destroyed. If you don't dislike me, I can go to Shushan together. Maybe - Shushan can avenge your Kunlun faction."

If it wasn't for Master's confession, Qinghui might really be moved.It was his lifelong wish to avenge the Kunlun faction.It's a pity that before he escaped from the Kunlun Sect, his master had already told him not to trust the rhetoric of any sect.What's more, someone as arrogant as Zhou Yang invited him so humbly.

"I won't go." Qing Hui said slowly, pursing his lips.

"What did you say?" Zhou Yang, who was determined to win, almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and Qinghui didn't go back with him.So what should be done with the treasures and many magical methods of the Kunlun School?He squinted his eyes slightly, staring at Qinghui firmly.I thought that a guy like Qinghui, who is ignorant of the world and devoted to cultivation, would be easy to deceive.Unexpectedly, this guy didn't even go back with him, Zhou Yang's mind turned and a flash of inspiration flashed.

Immediately, he asked in a deep voice, "Could it be that you don't want to avenge the Kunlun Sect's perishing ghosts? I heard that the murderer not only killed all the Kunlun Sect members, but even burned down the Yuxu Temple. Now There is only a piece of scorched earth left in the Kunlun School." Zhou Yang said while looking at Qinghui's expression.

He saw Qinghui biting his lower lip tightly, as if in a frenzy, he bit his own lower lip until blood oozes out.When he heard that the Kunlun School had been burned to scorched earth, his eyes froze for a moment, and those bright eyes were covered with mist.

Sure enough, this guy escaped before Yuxu Hall was burned.Thinking of this, Zhou Yang said with great pain, "Qinghui, the Kunlun faction, as a major cultivator, was punished overnight. How could we, the Shushan Sword Sect, stand by and watch such a major event? We have already contacted everyone in the comprehension world. It would be a pity if you, a disciple of the Kunlun Sect, were not here."

Having said this, Zhou Yang sighed with emotion.From the corner of the eye, he secretly watched Qinghui's changes from time to time.Qinghui's hands were trembling.There was a mournful sob, as if weeping blood.

The light of the Buddha in the distance is silent and empty, and under a pool of water, there are turtles wandering loosely.A golden lotus blooms in the center of the pool, and the golden brilliance floats to the distant sky with soft whispers.The petals are flying in the air, bursting out bursts of Sanskrit sounds in an instant, which makes people feel comfortable.

The flower buds in the pool were swaying with the wind, and the light golden light made people dazzled.A burst of quiet floral fragrance drifted slowly.The man with a distressed face stared at the lotus in the pool, and sighed softly, "Junior brother, you are impatient. You missed a move."

The sallow-faced and thin man gave a wry smile, "I thought that maybe he could owe us a cause and effect by ignoring the world. If it can be transformed, it would be great. Even if it can't be transformed, the cause and effect can be transformed."

The man with a distressed expression shook his head lightly, "That man doesn't care about worldly affairs, but that man has already entered the supermarket. If he is planning, I'm afraid that my Daleiyin Temple will suffer. The cause of the future, the result of today, that beast I Waiting is too late. Junior brother, forget it."

"Oh, brother." The sallow and thin man seemed a little helpless, looking at the lotus in the pool and sighed, "Forget it, since I have tricked him once, then I will pay back the cause and effect." The branches of colorful brilliance were thrown down, and the branches rushed down nine days and disappeared.

The man with the pained face smiled wryly, "Junior brother, why are you bothering? After all, you still haven't seen it through, alas!" Just as he finished speaking, the man with the pained face gently closed his eyes, muttering something softly, Dao Ji Mie Buddha's light enveloped him, making it impossible to see where he was.The yellow and thin man shook his head and stepped on it lightly, before disappearing.

Fang Zhe squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Yang. He always felt that Zhou Yang was very weird. It seemed extremely suspicious that such a proud person would use such a painful voice.No matter how Zhou Yang used this kind of words to cover up, Fang Zhe was extremely tired of this handsome man in front of him.

Zhou Yang didn't seem to notice Fang Zhe. In his eyes, Fang Zhe, who didn't have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, was just an ant and didn't deserve his attention.His eyes fixed on Qinghui, he seemed to see that Qinghui was slightly loose, and he was about to persuade Qinghui.I don't know what hit the top of the head, "Ouch", and fainted on the ground.

Fang Zhe and the sad Qinghui were extremely astonished by the sudden change.A branch exuding seven-colored brilliance was floating in the air, as if nodding to Fang Zhe, shaking his body gently.

"Yes, it's you?" Fang Zhe was taken aback, pointing to the branch exuding charming colorful light, he opened his mouth in surprise and said, "You, you, what are you?"

Qinghui looked at the Seven Treasure Tree in the distance in astonishment, he had never seen such a radiant treasure.Even, it is countless times better than the hidden treasures of their Kunlun School, and the depressing power filled the entire supermarket.Qinghui took a deep breath, turned to look at Fang Zhe and asked, "Boss, do you know this magic weapon?"

"Fa, magic weapon?" Fang Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then said in astonishment, "I thought this thing was some kind of monster."

Qinghui didn't speak, but looked at the magic weapon enviously.The Wuji Xinghuang flag in his hand seemed to be trembling.The colorful branches circled around Qinghui, and rushed straight into Fang Zhe's arms.

The sallow-faced and thin man was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing in astonishment.It seems that that person still cares about being tricked after all.Even the magic weapon of enlightenment, which had already united his mind and mind, had cut off the connection with him.Perhaps, in the near future, I need to go to the supermarket to redeem the Seven Treasure Tree.

"Amitabha!" The man with a distressed face shook his head lightly and sighed.Then close your eyes, and your mind wanders too far.

"What, what, what's going on?" The branch in Fang Zhe's arms seemed to be stuck to him, wherever he went, the branch followed.Fang Zhe asked with a wry smile, "What's going on?" Qinghui was also puzzled, and could only shake his head and said, "I don't know about this. Maybe it likes you?"

"What time is it, can you stop joking." Fang Zhe looked at Zhou Yang who had already fainted on the ground with a mournful face, and then glanced at the Qibao Miaoshu who was quietly approaching him.He said bitterly, "What's going on?"