Akto County.
Also known as Akto, which means "white flag" in Uyghur, it is named after the custom of hanging white flags near villages by ancient residents. And Akto County has another name in modern times.
Aktao in Kirgiz language is also called Baishan.
Because in the territory of Akto, you can clearly see a towering white snow mountain. At the same time, the entire Akto County was the least affected county in the spiritual disaster that ended just over a year ago.
The trauma is so small that China has not set up a special investigation department here.
Without it, this is known as one of the three major forces in the world, the dojo and the gate of Xuanyuan Sword Master.
One Sword Sect, a very ordinary name, but in the entire history of China, it is not ordinary at all. It is one of the top several ancient sects. Originally there were only a few people, no more than ten people in a generation, but in the midst of a spiritual disaster, the area of apprentices had to be expanded. Accidentally, most of Akto County now relies on this sect and its affiliated industries to support it.
Here, on the road and in restaurants, words related to cultivation can be heard at any time. There is no need to pursue it, if you ask it, it must be a fellow disciple. In the entire Akto County, almost all the Han people belong to the Yijian Sect.
In modern times, there is almost no difference between practitioners and ordinary people. He didn't say anything about sect clothing, at most it was just a pendant with a small sword hanging around his neck.
"Hey, did you see that?" There were four men and women sitting beside an antique table, dressed in trendy fashion. Even the girl who looked young, no more than 20 years old, had dyed blue hair.
A man said mysteriously, "It's been several days in a row... The spiritual light on Gongger Peak kept flashing, is it a breakthrough by the sect master?"
"Can't you?" The blue-haired woman said stunned: "Yan Luo? Isn't this kind of realm only in legend? Even the other highest combat powers haven't broken through..."
Although several people kept their voices low, Qin Ye's ears were clearly aware that he was sitting on the table next to him.
It has to be said that a large number of Han people entered, coupled with the local Muslim characteristics of Wanjiang Province. Makes the restaurant industry in Akto County very diverse. For example, the hand pilaf he eats now is much less oily than the local authentic hand pilaf in Wanjiang Province, and the taste is mellow and fragrant. Make him very happy to eat.
The mutton soup is delicious and sweet, and Wanjiang Province is well-known in the country in the practice of mutton. He sipped the soup one by one, already thinking of a lot of past events in his heart.
"Sword Master Xuanyuan... It's really a name I haven't heard for a long time..." He looked at the soup bowl with some fascination. The bottom of the porcelain-white bowl was outlined with blue lace. Inexplicable.
Have you not returned to the sun for too long
It's only been a few years, but when I hear these names, I really have a feeling that something is wrong.
"I'm really taking the place of Yama..." He sighed, this feeling has never happened before. He had traveled between Yin and Yang countless times, but he still felt that he belonged to the Yang world. But now, this feeling has disappeared without a trace.
When did it start
He boredly poked the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks, and the past eight years flashed in his mind. Probably... it started with the Unification War...
Since then, he has rarely come to the world.
"And..." He smiled, looked up at the ceiling, and murmured inaudibly, "Who's looking at me?"
He is wearing a sweater and jeans now, and he looks no different from ordinary young people. However, I always felt that I was out of tune with this world.
It's as if... the world is guarding against its own entry, not knowing something, and it's always watching you silently
After being silent for a long time, he finally said with certainty, "It's the way of heaven." He had no interest in cultivation, so Zhao Yun once told him that Yan Luo's rank would have a faint feeling about the way of heaven, but he never noticed it.
It turns out... This kind of feeling has to be found in another world
"It's guarding against me? For me to make outrageous actions in the world? And not afraid of being discovered by me?" He took a sip of soup, smiled and shook his head: "The sequelae of the second generation, once bitten by snakes for ten years, they are afraid of wells. Rope. Tsk tsk…”
Before he finished speaking, there was a thunderbolt outside. Qin Ye coughed dryly, and cupped his hands indiscriminately, "Don't listen to inappropriate behavior... Why are you so careful..."
Scanning the code to pay the bill, he quickly walked to the corner. Pulling up the hood of his sweater, he was about to turn into Yin Feng and go directly to Sword Master Xuanyuan. But he was suddenly stunned, and looked forward unexpectedly. After a long time, he smiled with emotion.
Akto County is not big. Not very prosperous either.
The houses are not high and the buildings are quite concentrated. Where he was was an alley. However, at the end of the alley, there is a temple.
Hades Temple!
Three large golden characters reflect the sunlight on the plaque. He watched for a few seconds, then raised his legs and walked over.
The legend of Hades... My own legend is being circulated in this land. The overthrow of the Emperor Fengdu and the overthrow of the Kings of Hell in all dynasties was also something that happened after the unification war. He had never seen it before and belonged to his own beliefs.
What surprised him even more was that the incense was very prosperous.
It is no different from ordinary temples. At the door is a monk sitting behind a red table. There are a lot of incense candles and pink paper origami lotus flowers stacked next to them. Qin Ye took a look and saw that as long as he invested in incense money, he could get a candle.
Of course, the incense candle clearly reads "five yuan a piece".
It means you don't fool the poor monk with a one-dollar steel rod!
Qin Ye didn't go in immediately. The feeling of seeing his own religious dojo was very mysterious. He could vaguely see a little white light of faith on all the pilgrims who came in and out. Every time his eyes see a person, the lifespan, doom, and cause and effect of the other person will automatically appear on the top of his head.
"The book of life and death no longer needs to be specially mobilized?" He looked at his hand unexpectedly: "Then..."
What about Yan Luoyin
If Yan Luoyin can use whatever he wants, then it means that his technique can be one level higher at any time! After all, the role of Yan Luoyin is to improve the quality of Yin Talismans. When the Yin symbol of a spell is instantly replaced with a higher quality Yin symbol, the power will be even greater!
He closed his eyes and quietly tried the following. The next second, he immediately opened his glasses in surprise.
In all directions, the entire ground shook slightly, barely noticeable, and the countless Yin Qi surged up and began to rotate gently with him as the center. And in his hands, countless Yin Talismans are rapidly evolving!
He stood under the tree outside the temple, and no one could see all this. Outsiders looked over and saw only a young man leaning against the tree with his arms folded.
But in fact, his endless yin qi seemed to have found his master, beating happily beside him. What he casually pinched was the most familiar tactic of the Heaven and Earth Net, which used the Six Ring Yin Talisman. But now, the Yin Talisman in his hand has broken through the seventh ring!
Still rising!
Eight rings, nine rings!
And all this, but for a moment!
"Nine Rings of Heaven and Earth?" He glanced at his hand in amazement, then raised his head again, his eyes swept across the city in an instant. There is not a single Yin spirit in the city, but... A black vortex suddenly split open in his palm, a pitch-black chain swishes through the city like lightning, and he doesn't know where to go.
In less than three seconds, the chain trembled lightly and suddenly retracted. When it was retracted, a pitch-black Yin spirit was trapped at the very front! "Zi!!" Yin Ling was a child, with only one mouth on his entire face, which could be called a bloody mouth, and was bursting out with piercing screams. But the moment he saw Qin Ye, he immediately closed his mouth, trembling all over his body.
When he was pulled in front of him, in just three seconds, the other party had turned into a pale-skinned child, staring at two dark eyes, pouting cutely: "Uncle..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Ye's hand flicked on top of his head, and it disappeared in an instant.
Uncle Nima!
Looking at the face full of collagen, I can't tell the difference between generations, isn't it
"But... now it has its own GPS system?" He looked at the chain wrapped around his hand with interest, but unfortunately, he didn't know how powerful it was. This makes it inconvenient to experiment in the sun.
He didn't know, at this moment, in a small mountain village hundreds of kilometers away. A trumpet turned the prayer wheel and recited something aloud. Surrounded by villagers, pointing and pointing. But suddenly, the lama's voice stopped, and he looked forward in disbelief.
In front of them, parked a coffin.
The black coffin was nailed to the four corners with iron nails and covered with yellow talismans. What's even more terrifying is... Around this coffin, a trace of blood is dripping from it!
But just now, these bloodstains... all shrunk into the coffin!
"Disappeared?" The lama looked at the coffin in shock: "The resentful spirit... disappeared?"
"how come!?"
"Just now... Did something come over just now? Why... Why did this resentful spirit suddenly disappear?"
At the same time, an exclamation suddenly came from the Temple of the King of Hell. Then, it exploded like a tsunami!
"It has manifested... it has manifested!!" "The King of Hell has manifested itself! Oh my God!!" "My God, the King of Hell has really manifested? How did he, his eyes open?"
There was a commotion, and the crowd seemed to fry the pot. Qin Ye looked at it in amazement. The inside of the temple was no different from other temples. In the center was the bronze statue of "self".
With the emperor's crown, wearing a golden dragon robe. No beard, no anger on his face.
The statue should be sitting with eyes closed. However, at this moment, he opened his glasses and looked straight out!
The King of Hell is here, and the bronze statue is psychic!
"Let me go! Let me go!" In the crowd, an old monk squeezed out desperately. His beard was shaking and he was out of breath. However, he didn't care about it at all.
In the end, it landed on Qin Ye who was beside the tree.
At that moment, he seemed to feel as if day had turned into night. A kind of extreme terror, and a touch of kindness came to my heart. He had a hunch that if the other party thought about it, the whole city... I'm afraid they won't survive for a second!
He is not human!
But... Obviously not human, but not cold at all. He can be sure that the other party is a person from "that world", but he gives him an inexplicable kind of Huanghuang Tianwei who wants to bow down!
This... what kind of existence is this? !
"Go...please the law enforcement team..." He whispered, and people rushed over quickly. Surprised passers-by all the way, "Master Renhui?" "Master Renhui, what's the matter with you?" With similar voices, they quickly rushed to Qin Ye.
His voice was trembling, he coughed lightly, cupped his hands and said in a trembling voice: "Congratulations... the messenger is here!"
The voice just fell. There was a sudden shock in his mind.
It's... daytime...
By the way... It's daytime, which means... The other party is traveling during the day!
This, this is at least a yin difference above the impermanence level!
Such a high-ranking official suddenly came to the Yanwang Temple in the frontier land, what is this, what is this going to do