This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

Outside the gate of the supermarket, a large piece of purple cloud gathered together.Countless golden lotuses gushed out of the ground, blooming one by one at the intersection, and there seemed to be soft whispers floating in the distance, like the sounds of nature.

Fang Zhe looked at Yang Jian dumbly, as if asking silently.Yang Jian smiled wryly and opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

Qinghui's mind moved, and his clear eyes were fixed on the scene outside the door.The purple clouds in the sky illuminated the entire fork in front of the supermarket, as if it were dawn.Yang Jian gently pulled the fairy rope, turned his head to look at Ying Zheng and Bai Qi, and sighed softly.

That breath was extremely ethereal, enveloping the entire supermarket in just an instant.A phantom slowly emerged from the golden lotus on the ground.The man turned his eyebrows, and an ancient and desolate breath came over his face.Fang Zhe took a deep breath. From this ancient breath, he could see the world collapsing and Nu Wa mending the sky.

Colorful stones gather in front of the eyes, slowly floating like in the sky.Nuwa with a human head and a snake body can't see her face clearly, but Fang Zhe has a familiar feeling, and the world is gradually closing.The water of the Milky Way above the nine heavens is no longer flowing backwards, and the barren land is full of mourning.A woman in a palace costume had beautiful eyes, and slowly walked towards the shadow with a compassionate expression.

There was a Nether Blood Sea written there, and countless innocent souls above the tumbling blood sea were screaming loudly.The woman walked forward slowly, and a pair of pale hands stretched out from the sea of ​​blood.

In the gloomy gloom, there is no light at all.But Fang Zhe could clearly see that the compassion on the woman's face was getting thicker and thicker, as if she was annoyed or regretful.The woman's face became more and more kind, and thousands of auspicious auras bloomed from behind, soaring straight into the sky, shaking the sky and the earth.

Fang Zhe took a closer look, and the woman opened her lips, slowly as if she was saying something.The soft whisper is like the spring breeze blowing the earth in March, like the warm sun in winter warming people's hearts.

"Today, I, the Houtu of the Wu Clan, has transformed into the six realms of reincarnation with my body to make up for the incompleteness of the heavenly way. From then on, there will be no Houtu of the Wu Clan in the world!" The voice was decisive and firm, and for a moment, everything on the earth wailed in unison, as if expressing gratitude Houtu's compassion is like bowing deeply in the direction of the nether world.A huge golden light descended from the sky, and the woman in palace attire who had already turned into a thousand auras slowly emerged from the golden light.Her face was compassionate, and the six circles of reincarnation behind her slowly began to rotate, exuding unrivaled and powerful power, sucking those evil souls and fierce ghosts struggling in the sea of ​​blood into it.

"Nowadays, there are no descendants of the witch clan in the world. There is only peace in the underworld!" The soft voice of the woman spread throughout the earth, and her white hand lightly pointed at the dark and deep underworld.A huge palace surrounded the entire netherworld, and the word 'hell' was written on the wall.In the simple temperament, there is endless majesty.A book exuding golden light and a pen slowly appeared in front of the woman in palace costume.The woman pointed lightly, and a stream of fresh air emerged from the woman's body, turning into an old woman, standing at the bridge of Naihe, slowly stirring a cauldron.

"Wake up!" Yang Jian yelled, Fang Zhe was shocked, and then slowly broke free from the illusion.Fang Zhe looked at Yang Jian in a daze, his expression confused.Yang Jian supported his forehead, looked at Fang Zhe's ignorant expression, and was embarrassed to say anything else.

Ying Zheng and Bai Qi, who were bound by the fairy rope behind him, seemed extremely excited.The whole body is trembling slightly, this is one of their true ancestors.The Twelve Ancestral Witches, the first ancestors of the witch clan, imitated Pangu's bloodline and turned them into their means.Quote your own blood and turn it into a witch.It can be said that the entire witch clan was bred from the blood of the twelve ancestor witches.

Perhaps after Zu Wu, the way of reproduction has changed.But the Twelve Ancestral Witches have always been the symbol of the supremacy of the witch clan, and Ying Zheng and Bai Qi were very excited.The woman whose face was blurred in the graceful golden light slowly emerged.

Her face is bright, like the brightest star in the sky, and the purple clouds that seem to be daytime are also compared by her bright outline.The compassion between her eyebrows became stronger and stronger, and her golden palace attire was extremely luxurious, which set her off extremely holy.Step lightly on lotus steps, and slowly walk into the supermarket.

Those beautiful eyes kept looking at Fang Zhe's body, as if there was something about Fang Zhe that attracted her.A quiet fragrance is meaningful and long-lasting, floating around everyone, lingering in the heart.Her eyes, as calm as the surface of a lake, burst into countless golden lights like lotus flowers, and she bowed softly in a half-courteous way, "Mr. Fang!"

Before Fang Zhe recovered, Yang Jian's heart tightened.Before leaving, his uncle asked him to take good care of Fang Zhe, and he quickly pulled Fang Zhe away.After a while of shaking, Fang Zhe almost fell to the ground, and Fang Zhe naturally didn't accept the woman's half-respect.Yang Jian touched the cold sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Empress Pingxin who transformed herself into the six realms of reincarnation, how can her half ceremony be so pleasant.Even if a sage came here, he would avoid the half salute of Empress Pingxin.Empress Pingxin has great kindness to all beings in the world. Although she is not a saint, she gave birth to the soul.The way of heaven is immortal, and peace of mind is immortal.Even a sage can't destroy the way of heaven, naturally Pingxin empress is no different from a sage.What's more, the magic power of Empress Pingxin has long been on par with the saint.It's just a low-key thing, she is also entrusting her true spirit to the way of heaven.He is already no different from a saint, but he has not become a saint of heaven.Empress Pingxin couldn't go in and out of the underworld at will because she transformed into six realms. She stayed in the Pingxin Palace of the underworld on weekdays and never left the palace. Many immortals had never heard of this ancient power.I thought Empress Pingxin was really just one of the four emperors under the Jade Emperor.

"Empress Pingxin!" Yang Jian smiled wryly, and this empress came in person.Although it's just a phantom, don't be shy.After all, this person is blessed by the Dao of Heaven, and even a mere phantom is not something he, a disciple of three generations of Zengjiao, can stop.

Empress Pingxin saw Yang Jian's wry smile, and asked softly, "Yang Jian, are you in trouble?" "This——" Yang Jian looked at Empress Pingxin hesitantly, Empress Pingxin has great compassion and great merit.She was originally the ancestor witch of the earth, and the earth is the earth, compatible with all things.Therefore, her disposition has always been different from other brave and ruthless Zuwu.

Seeing Yang Jian's troubled face, Madam Pingxin sighed softly, "Yang Jian, I don't want to embarrass you. These two are a family of old friends, and I don't want him to wait for heaven to walk together." Pingxin Xin Niangniang shook her head, and the compassion on her face became more and more intense, "I will take the two of you back to the underworld and keep them under strict supervision. You will not appear outside the underworld and harm all living beings. What do you think?"

Yang Jian bent over and knelt on the ground on one knee.With his head down, his handsome face was very tangled. "Mother, it's not that Yang Jian didn't agree, it's just that the Jade Emperor—" Yang Jian's tone became smaller and smaller. He didn't have much confidence in the first place, not to mention that the other party was the Pingxin Empress who gave up her Pangu bloodline for the benefit of all living beings since the beginning of the world.

"Where is the Jade Emperor, I will explain it to him." Empress Pingxin's beautiful eyes flowed, she pointed lightly, and the immortal rope slowly fell on the floor.Yang Jian also didn't dare to object, so he could only describe Ying Zheng and Bai Qi behind him in a low voice.He pursed his lips, looking unhappy.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty—" Bai Qi was so excited that he was about to shed tears, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mrs. Pingxin, "Your Majesty is the ancestor witch of my Wu Clan, please give me the first line of the Wu Clan Vitality!" Empress Pingxin frowned slightly on her bright face, and said with a flick of her sleeve, "Bai Qi, don't talk nonsense. There are no descendants of the witch clan, only Empress Pingxin from the underworld."

Listening to the conversation between the two parties, Fang Zhe looked at Yang Jian's expression and guessed that the woman in front of him was in a very good position.The body transformed into six realms, that was what he saw with his own eyes in the illusion.He stared at the woman dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a little nervous, and the calm and peaceful face of Mrs. Pingxin made him even more nervous.

"Shop Manager Fang, these two are the descendants of old friends. He waits to destroy and damage the supermarket, so Ping Xin will stay here with the store manager first." Saying this, Madam Ping Xin is about to bow, but fortunately Fang Zhe has already been killed by Ping Xin The empress's name was frightened, she hurriedly jumped to the side and stopped, saying, "No, there's no need." Ping Xin smiled lightly, and the voice echoed in the supermarket like a lotus flower just blooming, with a quiet magic power.

"Forget it, this is a gadget that I refined in my spare time, so I'll give it to Manager Fang." As she said, Empress Pingxin tapped her hands lightly in the air.A circle of golden ripples swung away, and something like a token appeared in midair.On it was engraved with the word 'Netherworld' with strong strokes. She said slowly, "This is the Nether Talisman, which is a gadget made by this palace in my spare time. It can be attacked when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat. It is the same as that of Ying Zheng. The little guy's He's Bi is not the same, store manager Fang, you can take this thing and count it as my apology."

The token engraved with the ghost floated to Fang Zhe's side, and the dim light was extremely warm.Fang Zhe spread out his palm, and the token automatically fell into Fang Zhe's hand, making a light snap.

Fang Zhe was stunned for a moment, and the Shanhe Sheji Map, which was still exuding a pale white light, slowly trembled.In an instant, it turned into a stream of light and flew to the horizon, disappearing into the night sky.

Empress Pingxin chuckled, and pointed lightly again, Ying Zheng and Bai Qi had long since disappeared.She looked at Fang Zhe, with a smile on her benevolent face, "Shop Manager Fang, please leave now." The purple cloud slowly dissipated, and the golden lotus on the ground slowly withered.The phantom of Empress Pingxin gradually disappeared before Fang Zhe's eyes.

The night sky on the horizon reappeared before Fang Zhe's eyes. Under the deep night sky, the dim light shone on the fork in the road, as if Lady Pingxin had never appeared.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, he slowly stood up and looked at the street that had already returned to normal, his eyes flickering.With an unnatural expression on his face, he said, "Master Fang, this—can I hang around for a few more days?"