Yama Rising Chapter 1005: : Yan Wang Temple
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Aktao County.
Also known as Aktuo, it means "white flag" in Uyghur language. Ancient residents got the name from the custom of hanging white flags near the village. In the modern era, Akto County has another name.
Akto in Kirgiz is also called Baishan.
Because in Akto, you can clearly see a towering white snow mountain. At the same time, the entire Akto County was the least damaged county in the spiritual disaster that ended more than a year ago.
The trauma is so small that China has not established a special investigation office here.
Without it, here is one of the three great powers of the Yang Dynasty, where Xuanyuan Sword Master’s dojo and mountain gate are located.
Yijianzong, a very common name, but in the entire history of China, it is not common at all. It is one of the top few ancient sects. Originally there were not many people, no more than ten in one generation, but during the spiritual disaster, the area of apprenticeship had to be expanded. Accidentally, now most of Akto County depends on this sect and its affiliated industries to feed.
Here, on the road, in the restaurant, you can hear words related to cultivation at any time. There is no need to pursue it, it must be the same brother. As for the entire Akto County, almost all Han people are under the Yijian Sect.
In modern times, there is almost no difference between cultivators and ordinary people. There was no mention of Zongmen costumes, at most it was a pendant with a small sword hanging around his neck.
"Hey, did you see it?" At an antique table, there were four men and women sitting trendy. Even the girl who looks young, not more than 20 years old, still dyes blue hair.
A man mysteriously opened his mouth and said: "It has been a few days in a row...The spiritual light on Gonggeer Peak keeps shining, did the master break through?"
"Can't it?" The blue-haired woman stunned: "Yan Luo? Doesn't this state exist only in the legend? Even the other highest combat powers have not broken through..."
Although several people lowered their voices, they were clear in Qin Ye's ears—he was sitting on the table next to him.
I have to say that a large number of Han people have entered, coupled with the local Muslim characteristics of Wanjiang Province. The catering industry in Akto County is very diversified. For example, the hand pilaf he eats now, compared with the authentic hand pilaf in Wanjiang Province, has a lot less oil and a rich and fragrant taste. Let him eat very happy.
The mutton soup is delicious and sweet, and Wanjiang Province has one of the best practices on mutton in the country. He sips the soup in one mouthful, and he has a lot of past memories 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 in a daze, and the bottom of the porcelain white bowl was outlined with blue lace. Inexplicable.
Has it been too long for you to regain your yang?
It's obviously only a few years, but when I hear these names, I really feel like people are wrong.
"I'm really substituting Yama..." He sighed, feeling like this before. He used to travel between Yin and Yang countless times, but he still felt that he belonged to the Yang. But now, this feeling has long since disappeared without a trace.
When did it start?
He used his chopsticks to poke the bottom of the bowl boringly, flashing in his mind the scenes of the past eight years. Probably... it started from the unification war...
Since then, I rarely come to the sun.
"And..." He smiled, looked over the ceiling, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Who is looking at me?"
He is now wearing a sweater and jeans, which looks no different from ordinary young people. However, I always feel that I am incompatible with this world.
As if... the world is guarding against its own entry. I don't know anything, it's always looking at me silently?
After a long silence, he finally said affirmatively: "It's the way of heaven."
He has no interest in cultivation, so Zhao Yun once told him that Yan Luo's rank had a vague sense of Heavenly Dao, but he had never noticed it.
It turns out...Is this kind of feeling only discovered when you come to another world?
"It's guarding me? Preventing me from making outrageous actions in the sun? And not afraid of being discovered by me?" He drank the soup, smiled and shook his head: "Second-generation sequelae, I was bitten ten times by a snake. Nian is afraid of the ropes. Tsk tsk tsk..."
Before the words fell, there was a thunderbolt outside. Qin Ye gave a dry cough and arched his hands indiscriminately: "Don't listen to evil, don't listen to evil... Why are you so careful..."
Scan the QR code to pay the bill, and he quickly walked to the corner of the street. Pulling up his sweater hood, he was about to turn into a yin wind and go directly to Sword Master Xuanyuan. Suddenly he was stunned and looked forward unexpectedly. It took a long time to smile with emotion.
Aktao County is not big. It is not very prosperous either.
The houses are not high and the buildings are quite concentrated. Where he is is an alley. However, at the end of the alley, there is a temple.
The Temple of Yama!
Three big golden characters reflect the sunlight on the plaque. He watched for a few seconds, lifted his leg and walked over.
The legend of Hades... his own legend is circulating on this land. The overthrow of the Emperor Fengdu and the overthrow of the kings of Yama, this is also a matter after the unification war. He has never seen it before, it belongs to his own faith.
To his surprise, the incense is very prosperous.
It is no different from an ordinary temple. At the door is a wise monk sitting behind a red table. There are a lot of joss sticks and pink paper origami lotus flowers piled beside it. Qin Ye looked around, and as long as he put in the incense money, he could get a joss stick.
Of course, "five yuan a piece" is clearly written on the incense candle.
It means you don't fool the poor monks with the one-yuan steel peg!
Qin Ye didn't go in immediately. The feeling of seeing his own dojo of faith was very mysterious. Vaguely, he could see a little white light of faith on all the pilgrims who entered and exited. Every time his eyes see a person, the life span, calamity, cause and effect of the other person will automatically appear above his head.
"The life and death book does not need to be specially mobilized?" He looked at his hand somewhat unexpectedly: "So..."
Where is Yan Luo Yin?
If Yan Luoyin can use it anytime he wants, then this means that his spells can be higher at any time! After all, the role of Yan Luo Yin is to improve the quality of Yin Fu. When the Yin Talisman of a spell is instantly replaced with a higher quality Yin Talisman, 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, imperceptibly, and the countless Yin Qi surged and began to rotate gently around him. And in his hand, countless Yin Fu is evolving rapidly!
He stood under the tree outside the temple. No one could see all of this. Outsiders looked over and only saw a young man leaning against the tree with his arms folded.
But in fact, his endless yin spirit seemed to have found his master, jumping around him happily. What he just squeezed was the most familiar technique of heaven and earth nets, which used six-ring Yin Talisman. But now, the Yin Talisman in his hand has broken through the seven rings!
Still rising!
Eight rings, nine rings!
And all this, just in a moment!
"Nine Rings' net of heaven and earth?" He looked at his hand in amazement, then raised his head again, his eyes instantly sweeping across the city. There is no Yin Ling in the city, but... a black whirlpool suddenly split in his palm, a black chain whizzed, and lightning passed through the city, not knowing where it was flying.
In less than three seconds, the chain quivered slightly and suddenly retracted. When retracting, a dark ghost had already been trapped in the front!
"Zi——!!!" Yin Ling is a child with only one mouth on his entire face, which can be called a mouthful of blood, and is erupting into a harsh scream. But as soon as he saw Qin Ye, he immediately shut his mouth, shaking his whole body.
When it was pulled to the front, but in just three seconds, the other party had turned into a child with a little pale skin, staring at two sullen eyes, pouting his mouth: "Uncle..."
Before he could say anything, Qin Ye's hand flicked on his head, and the smoke disappeared instantly.
Shunima!
Look at the collagen-filled face of the Lord, you can't distinguish the generations, right?
"But... now it has its own GPS system?" He looked at the chain around his hand with interest, but unfortunately, he didn't know how powerful it was. This is inconvenient to experiment in the sun.
He didn't know, at this moment, in a small mountain village hundreds of kilometers away. A horn turned the prayer wheel, reciting something loudly. Surrounded by villagers, pointing and pointing. But suddenly, the Lama's voice stopped, and he looked forward in disbelief.
In front of them, a coffin stopped.
The black coffin was nailed to death with iron nails at all four corners, and it was covered with yellow talisman. What's even more terrifying is... Around this coffin, a trace of blood is dripping from it!
But just now, all these blood stains... actually shrank into the coffin!
"Disappeared?" The lama looked at the coffin in shock: "The resentful spirit...disappeared?"
"How come!?"
"Just now...did something come here just now? Why...why did this resentful spirit suddenly disappear?"
At the same time, there was an exclamation in the Temple of Yama. Then, it exploded like a tsunami!
"Hell is manifested...He is manifested!!" "Hell is manifested! My God——!!!" "My God, the Hell is really manifested? How did he and his eyes open?"
There was a tumult, and the crowd seemed to be fried. Qin Ye looked over in amazement. The inside of the temple was no different from other temples. In the center, there was a bronze statue of "self".
Wearing the emperor's crown and wearing a golden dragon robe. Without a beard, he doesn't look angry or pretentious.
This statue should be sitting with eyes closed. However, at this moment he opened his glasses and looked outside!
The Hades is here, the bronze statue is psychic!
"Let's let it! Let's let it!" In the crowd, an old monk desperately squeezed out, his beard on his lower jaw was trembling, panting, but he didn't care about it at all. When he came out, he looked desperately All around.
Finally, it fell on Qin Ye by the tree.
At that moment, it seemed to him that day turned to night. A kind of extreme horror, and a touch of kindness came to my heart. He has a hunch, if the other party thinks, the whole city...I'm afraid it will not survive a second!
He is not human!
But... he is not a person, but he is not cold at all. He was sure that the other party was a person from "that world", but he gave him an inexplicable kind of Huanghuang Tianwei who wanted to bow down!
This... what kind of existence is this? !
"Go...please the law enforcement team..." He whispered, and people rushed over quickly. The passers-by were surprised, all the way, "Master Renhui?" "What's wrong with you, Master Renhui?" In similar voices, they rushed to Qin Ye.
His voice is trembling, he coughs lightly, arches his hands and trembles: "Welcome... the bad news is here!"
The voice just fell. There was a sudden shock in his mind.
This is... during the day...
By the way... this is daytime, which means... the other party is traveling in Baishui!
This, this is at least an impermanence level or above!
Such a high-ranking official suddenly came to the Temple of the King of Gods in the border land. What exactly is this going to do?