Aktao County.

Also known as Akto, it means "white flag" in Uyghur. In ancient times, residents had the custom of hanging white flags near villages. In modern times, Akto County has another title.

Aktao in Kirgiz, also known as Baishan.

Because in Aktao, you can clearly see a white snow-capped mountain towering into the clouds. At the same time, the entire Aktao County is the smallest county town in the spiritual disaster that ended more than a year ago.

The trauma is so small that China has not set up a special investigation office here.

Without it, this is the temple and mountain gate of the Xuanyuan Sword Lord, known as one of the three major combat forces in the world.

Yijian Sect is a very common name, but it is not ordinary in the entire history of China. It is one of the top ancient sects. There were not many people, no more than ten people in a generation, but in the spiritual disaster, the area of ​​disciples had to be expanded. If you accidentally, most of Aktao County now relies on this sect and its affiliated industries to support it.

Here, on the road and in the restaurant, you can hear words related to cultivation at any time. Without pursuing it, you must be fellow disciples. In the entire Aktao County, almost all Han people are under the Yijian Sect.

In modern times, there is almost no difference between practitioners and ordinary people. There is no mention of any sect costumes. At most, there is a pendant with a small sword hanging around your neck.

"Hey, have you seen it?" Four men and women sat next to a table with a very ancient style, dressed up in a trendy manner. Even the girl who looked not old and no more than 20 years old was dyed with blue hair.

A man said mysteriously: "It has been several days in a row... The inspiration on Gonggeer Peak is constantly flashing. Is it because the main sect has made a breakthrough?"

"No?" the blue-haired woman said in surprise: "Yan Luo? Isn't this realm existed in legend? Even the other highest combat powers have not been broken through..."

Although the few people lowered their voices, they knew clearly in Qin Ye's ears - he was sitting on the table next to him.

It has to be said that a large number of Han people enter, coupled with the Muslim characteristics of Wanjiang Province, makes the catering industry in Aktao County very diversified. For example, the hand-pickled rice he eats now has a lot less oil than the authentic hand-pickled rice in Wanjiang Province, and the taste is mellow and fragrant. It makes him very happy to eat.

The mutton soup is delicious and sweet. Wanjiang Province has a clear idea of ​​how to cook mutton in the country. He sipped the soup in one mouthful and remembered a lot of past events in his heart.

"The Lord of Xuanyuan Sword... It's a name I haven't heard of in a long time..." He looked at the soup bowl with some scheming, with the porcelain white bottom outlined with blue laces. He was inexplicably scheming.

Have you not returned to your health for too long?

It was only a few years ago, but when I heard these names, I really felt that things changed.

"I am truly substituting Yama..." He sighed. This feeling has never happened before. He used to travel through Yin and Yang countless times, but he still felt that he belonged to the world of the world. But now, this feeling has disappeared for no time.

When did it start?

He poked the bottom of the bowl boredly with chopsticks, and his past for the past eight years flashed in his mind. Perhaps... it began with the War of Unification...

Since then, I have rarely come to the world of life.

"And..." He smiled, looked above the ceiling, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Who is looking at me?"

He is wearing a sweatshirt and jeans now, and he looks no different from ordinary young people. However, he always feels that he is out of place with the world.

It seems like... the world is guarding against its own entry, and I don't know what, I always look at it quietly?

After a long silence, he finally said with certainty: "It's the way of heaven."

He was not interested in cultivation, so Zhao Yun once told him that the Yan Luo level had a vague feeling about the way of heaven, but he had never discovered it.

It turns out...will you discover this feeling only when you come to another world?

"It is guarding against me? Preventing me from doing extraordinary actions in the living room? And aren't you afraid of being discovered by me?" He took a sip of soup, smiled and shook his head: "The sequelae of the second generation, once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of the rope. Tsk tsk tsk..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a bolt from the blue outside. Qin Ye coughed dryly and bowed randomly: "Don't listen to the inappropriate one's fault... Why are you so scrupulous..."

Scan the code to pay the bill, and soon walked to the corner of the street. He pulled up his sweatshirt hood, and was about to turn into a cold wind to find Xuanyuan Sword Master. But he was stunned for a moment and looked ahead unexpectedly. He smiled with emotion after a long time.

Aktao County is not big and not very prosperous.

The houses are not high and the buildings are quite concentrated. Where he is located is a small alley. However, at the end of the alley, there is a temple.

Temple of Hell!

Three large golden characters reflect the sunshine on the plaque. He looked at it for a few seconds, then raised his legs and walked over.

The legend of the King of Hell...the legend of his own is circulating on this land. He overthrew the Emperor of Fengdu and overthrew the King of Hell of all dynasties. This is also the event after the War of Unification. He has never seen his own belief.

What surprised him even more was that the incense was very popular.

It is no different from an ordinary temple. At the door is a monk who is sitting behind a red table. Next to it is a pile of incense and candles, as well as pink paper-folded lotus flowers. Qin Ye looked at it and could get a candle as long as he invested in incense money.

Of course, the incense candle clearly states "five yuan per stick".

It means you don’t use one yuan to fool me!

Qin Ye did not go in immediately. The feeling of looking at his own faith temple was very mysterious. In a vague way, he could see a little bit of white faith light on all the pilgrims entering and leaving. Every time his eyes saw a person, the other person's lifespan, disaster, and cause and effect automatically appeared on his head.

"The life and death book no longer needs to be specially transferred?" He looked at his hand with some surprise: "Then..."

Where is the seal of Yama?

If the Yan Luo Seal can be used as you wish, then this means that his magic can be higher than the first level at any time! After all, the function of the Yan Luo Seal is to improve the quality of the Yin Talisman. When the Yin Talisman of a magic is instantly replaced with a higher quality Yin Talisman, the power will be greater!

He closed his eyes and tried it quietly. The next second, he immediately opened his glasses in surprise.

In all directions, the entire ground shook slightly, and it was invisible. The countless yin energy surged up and began to rotate gently with him as the center. In his hands, countless yin talismans were evolving rapidly!

He stood under the tree outside the temple, and no one could see all this. When outsiders looked over, they would only see a young man leaning against the tree, holding his hands in his chest to rest.

But in fact, his endless yin energy seemed to have found his master, jumping around him happily. What he pinched was the most familiar magic trick of the Tianluo and Earth Net, which used the six-ring Yin Talisman. But now, the Yin Talisman in his hand has broken through the seven-ring!

Still rising!

Eight rings, Nine rings!

And all this is just a moment!

"Nine Rings of Heaven and Earth Net?" He looked at his hand in surprise, raised his head again, and his eyes swept across the city in an instant. There was no ghost in the city, but... a black vortex suddenly cracked in his palm, and a black chain passed through the city with a loud bang, and no idea where it flew to.

In less than three seconds, the chain trembled slightly and suddenly retracted. When it was retracted, a dark ghost was trapped in front of him!

"Si——!!" Yin Ling was a child with only one mouth on his face, which was bloody and was bursting with a harsh scream. But the moment he saw Qin Ye, he immediately closed his mouth and trembled all over his body.

When he was pulled in front of him, in just three seconds, the other party had become a pale child, staring at his two black eyes and pouting to act cute: "Uncle..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Ye's hand blew over his head and instantly disappeared.

Uncle Damn!

Look at my face full of collagen, I can’t tell the difference between generations, right?

"But... it's own GPS system now?" He looked at the chain wrapped around his hand with interest. Unfortunately, he didn't know how powerful it was. This was not convenient to experiment in the world.

He didn't know that at this moment, in a small mountain village hundreds of kilometers away from here, a loud speaker was turning his prayer drum and reciting something loudly. The surroundings were filled with villagers and pointing fingers. But suddenly, the lama's voice stopped and he looked forward in disbelief.

In front of them, a coffin was parked.

The black coffin was nailed to death with iron nails, and yellow talismans were pasted on it. What's even more terrifying is that... a trace of blood was flowing out of it around the coffin!

But just now, all these blood stains... contracted into the coffin!

"Disappeared?" The lama looked at the coffin in shock: "The resentful spirit... disappeared?"

"How could it be!?"

"Is there something here just now? Why... why did this resentful spirit suddenly disappear?"

At the same time, a sudden scream came from the Temple of Hell. Immediately afterwards, it exploded like a tsunami!

"It's revealed...it's revealed!!" "The King of Hell has appeared! Oh my God—!" "My God, the King of Hell has really appeared? Why did he open his eyes?"

There was a noise and the crowd seemed to be in an uproar. Qin Ye looked over in shock. The temple was no different from other temples. In the center was a bronze statue of "self".

He wore an emperor's crown and a golden dragon robe. He had no beard and had no angry expression.

The statue should have been sitting upright with his eyes closed. However, at this moment, he opened his glasses and looked out!

The King of Hell came in person, and the bronze statue was connected to the spirit!

"Give it! Give it!" In the crowd, an old monk squeezed out desperately. His beard was trembling and he was panting, but he didn't care about these things at all. As soon as he came out, he looked around desperately.

Finally, it fell on Qin Ye next to the tree.

At that moment, he seemed to feel that the day turned into night. An extreme horror and a faint intimacy surged into his heart. He had a premonition that if the other party wanted, the whole city... would probably not be able to survive for a second!

He is not a human!

But... it was obviously not a human being, but it was not cold at all. He was sure that the other party was from "that world", but he gave him an inexplicable glorious power of wanting to kneel down and worship!

This... what kind of existence does this exist?!

"Go... Please ask the law enforcement team..." He whispered, and the person rushed over quickly. The passers-by next to him were full of surprise, "Master Renhui?" "What's wrong with you, Master Renhui?" In a similar voice, he rushed to Qin Ye quickly.

His voice was trembling, he coughed lightly, bowed his hands and said with a trembling voice: "Welcome... I'm here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his mind suddenly shook.

This is...day...

By the way... this is daytime, which means... the other party is traveling during the day!

This is at least a secret difference above the level of impermanence!
Chapter completed!