Chapter 913

Outside the Luomiao, flags of various colors hung, lively as a temple fair.

The Profound Truth sectarians, dressed in white paper armor, covered their faces with pasted white paper, as if they were wearing paper shells, appearing eerie and strange.

Lao Guangming, dressed in tight short clothes and looking like a dock laborer, was led to the outside of the Luomiao by the head of the association.

This was an opportunity he had bribed the head of the laborer association to get...

A group of newly initiated disciples crowded here. Lao Guangming was pushed by a tall, burly man, and he hurriedly lowered his head, his honest and timid gaze perfectly portraying a law-abiding person.

But in reality, the corner of his eyes was sizing up everyone, noting down their appearance.

Only that group of true Profound Truth sectarians had their faces pasted with white paper, making it impossible for him to see clearly.

"Strange, the Profound Truth Sect people dressing like this certainly avoids the exposure of their sectarian identity, but if someone takes the opportunity to mix in, how would they distinguish them?"

Lao Guangming was a patrolman in the Dagukou patrol station, ordered by his superior to mix into this gathering of Profound Truth sectarians to scout for news. Seeing this situation, he subconsciously felt this was an opportunity.

But for some reason, when he prepared to change into such an outfit and mix in, he felt a huge sense of unease in his heart.

The burly man with a fierce face beside him didn't look like a good person, and the dwarf who was six inches tall following beside him looked even stranger...

Lao Guangming decided to wait and see.

Three or five sectarians wearing paper armor, their faces pasted with green talisman paper, with a sloppy talisman drawn in red cinnabar on them, walked out of the Luomiao swaggeringly. The paper faces, like masks, looked around and sized up the crowd, and said in a muffled voice: "Silence! You are all to join the sect, everyone will be brothers and sisters from now on, sharing blessings and sharing difficulties! From now on, mixing in this Dagukou, everyone will have support... This is the great grace of the Sect Leader!"

"You should already know that the Sect Leader is a god-like figure. To join our sect, you must cultivate magic and have supernatural powers. From now on, you will not mix with the common people. Everyone will burn incense to worship the Bright Venerable, kowtow to the Profound Monarch, and everyone will have the opportunity to become an immortal, attain the Dao, and cultivate the Great Law!"

"Worship the Bright Venerable! Kowtow to the Profound Monarch! Cultivate the Great Law, become an immortal!" The sect members below shouted fanatically.

A crow suddenly flew down to the leader of the sectarians and landed on his shoulder. The crow made a harsh, noisy sound, making those newly initiated sectarians dizzy and unable to breathe.

Their noise gradually stopped, and the man said slowly: "Wanting to join the sect is not such a simple matter. Besides memorizing the scriptures and paying the membership fee, you must also write a blood talisman in advance and worship your own substitute paper doll. After kowtowing before the Bright Venerable later, everyone will burn the paper doll to ascend to heaven, and send the birth date, name, and oath book to the Bright Venerable. From now on, we are a family, eating and living together, sharing wealth together!"

"But if anyone dares to violate the oath book, three knives and six holes before the Bright Venerable, everyone will stab him with their own hands!"

The paper-armored sectarians on both sides shouted together: "Stab him!"

The sectarians on both sides held weapons wrapped in silver foil paper with wood, stepped forward neatly, their faces with talisman masks looking strange and ferocious, and shouted in unison: "Stab him!"

Lao Guangming sneered inwardly, sure enough, it's an evil cult and lewd sacrifice...

He took out the paper doll from his bosom. It was a human figure pasted with white paper, with his birth date written in blood on the back, and a name—Lin Dexiang.

Inside the frame made of bamboo in the paper doll, a cluster of hair was also woven in, sandwiched with an oath book written on yellow paper. The content was nothing more than the commoner Lin Dexiang being recommended by a certain big brother, joining the Profound Truth Sect together, worshipping the Bright Venerable as a father, like brothers.

Then there were a few lines of oaths: wear clothes together, eat food together, use money together, nowhere is it not even.

Help brothers, raise orphan sisters-in-law, raise parents together, must not betray the sect. If there is betrayal, it will be called burning sacrifice by fierce fire, drowning in water, thunder striking to death, and so on...

The paper doll in Lao Guangming's hand was a substitute carefully prepared by the patrol station. The paper doll and his aura were indistinguishable, but no matter how one cast a curse through the paper doll, it couldn't be found on his head. The unlucky one would only be that Lin Dexiang in the patrol station prison.

The eyes drawn with ink on the paper doll suddenly rolled around, hiding in Lao Guangming's bosom, seeing the situation at the scene clearly.

On the canal several miles away, inside a swaying barge, a Daoist priest placed a small person cut from yellow paper on his brow, and there was a vertical eye drawn with blood on his brow.

The Daoist priest opened his eyes, and a chubby patrol chief beside him hurriedly asked: "Master, how is it?"

The young Daoist priest smiled triumphantly: "Profound Truth Sect, nothing more! Everything is in the Daoist's grasp. Originally, hearing you say that people joining the Profound Truth Sect need to worship a paper doll with their name written on it for seven days, I had seven points of certainty. Now looking at it, this certainty can be raised to nine points!"

"The so-called initiation secret ritual of the Profound Truth Sect is just picking up the teeth of my Paper Doll Dao!"

"The most complete collection of side-door and left-path scriptures in the world is still my Imperial Observatory."

The Daoist priest said lightly: "This paper doll entry method is simple to say, it is nothing more than sacrificing a substitute paper doll with one's own spirituality, and then secretly sneaking into the Spirit Realm through the paper doll to steal spiritual energy as great medicine!"

"The physical body of mortals is heavy. You must know that the Heavenly and Spirit Realms are in the sky! The spiritual energy of this realm is filthy and contains evil spirits, so it is very difficult to enter... Therefore, the ancestors of my sect thought of the method of stealing spiritual energy from the Heavenly and Spirit Realms by flying up with the light body of the paper doll..."

The young Daoist priest pointed, and the paper doll in front of him stood up.

"Look closely! Later, the Profound Truth sectarians will inevitably burn sacrificial fire in the Luomiao, burn incense and burn paper, heat rises to the sky, and then guide many newly initiated disciples to let the paper doll ascend to heaven. Those paper dolls turn into sacrificial spirits, and can steal the many spiritual energies of the upper realm. When the paper dolls come down along the road, the Profound Truth sectarians will take the opportunity to burn those paper dolls, mix the many names and birth dates with spiritual energy to light the eternal lamp, and then paste paper to make lanterns."

"These are the soul lamps commonly used by many evil cults! They entrust a wisp of the sectarians' aura and life."

"The soul lamp burns spiritual fire, using this to combine medicine and draw talismans, and then swallowing talisman water, one can formally practice martial arts..."

The young Daoist priest spoke eloquently, obviously having a deep understanding of many sects.

When the Luomiao gate opened and many believers filed in, they saw that there was indeed a fire pit inside.

It was a pit about six or seven square meters, built into a circular pond with red bricks, with a pile of thick wood burning inside. The air was filled with a strong fragrance, and those with sharp eyes could see that there were several unburned bones in the fire pile, most of which were not human, but rats, rabbits, deer, and muntjacs.

But there were a few pieces that were burned particularly clean, a bit like human skull caps!

Several Profound Truth sectarians were jumping gods in front of the fire pit. They held 'Three Realm Cards', which were the skull caps of the fontanelle where the three sutures of the skull meet, wrapped in white paper, draped with colorful ribbons, and danced around the fire pit.

Lao Guangming's mouth twitched slightly, this is the ritual of the Northeast Shamanism.

Shamanism is a sect mixed with the three Dao Paths of communicating with gods, inviting immortals, and witch sacrifice, and it was also the state religion in the early days of this dynasty.

The path of this Profound Truth Sect is really wild and mixed...

Those few witches suddenly grabbed a handful of paper money from their bosoms, scattered it toward the sky, and it fell into the fire one after another. Suddenly, the fire tongue licked the void purely, the heat distorted the air, and vaguely opened a road leading to heaven.

On the altar, a figure dressed in white and green gauze Dao robes flew from behind the statue of the Three Sovereigns of Creation and landed steadily on the altar.

Qian Chen sat with his knees hugged, his Dao robes covering the altar in front of the Three Sovereigns.

He had already shaved his beard, his eyes were transparent, his pupils were as black as agate, clearly reflecting these scenes of the crowd in his eyes. He lowered his chin slightly, looked down at the crowd, and asked: "What are you doing?"

A group of sectarians hurriedly bowed and said: "Reporting to the Sect Leader, we are following the Sect Leader's order to receive a batch of new brothers and sisters into the sect!"

Qian Chen waved his big sleeves, and a gust of wind rushed toward the crowd. The flames in the fire pit were swept by the wind and turned into a fire vortex, rolling up the paper money all over the sky, falling one after another, turning into countless fire butterflies, rushing toward the crowd.

"A great sect that worships the Bright Venerable and kowtows to the Profound Monarch, not learning the good, but learning the paper doll stealing spirit technique of the lower nine streams? Learning the witch ghost burning sacrifice path of Shamanism? Learning the three-realm bone card opening technique..."

"The Bright Venerable has seen it, you don't even want your faces!"

Qian Chen led his sleeves, and the paper dolls in everyone's hands flew up one after another, ignited by the fire butterflies all over the sky, turning into dozens of green fires in mid-air, and then Qian Chen patted them casually, and the fire light moved to the dozens of eternal lamps on both sides, replacing the golden flames.

He signaled with his eyes, and the sectarians on both sides hurriedly held the eternal lamps and retreated, making soul lamps on the spot on both sides.

Qian Chen stepped on the long table in front of the shrine with his left foot. A pitch-black big vat below was suddenly pushed out, sliding for more than ten meters and stopping in front of the fire pit. Qian Chen grabbed the edge of the jar with one hand and stopped the big vat.

Then he turned sideways and poured everything inside into the extinguished fire pit.

The water rolled, with a hint of stickiness, and poured into the big pit.

Immediately, a pitch-black, fat-like, fat body, like a lump of dead meat, but with not a trace of rot, a very strange piece of meat fell into the big pit.

The sectarians around were shocked. The sectarian carrying the crow on his shoulder carefully said: "Sect Leader, this is?"

A secret-hidden book appeared in Qian Chen's hand. The ancient book, which seemed to be made of silk, had already turned yellow, not knowing how many years it had experienced.

He said calmly: "The reason why the old Sect Leader introduced me to the sect was for this ancient secret biography in my family—"Seven Chapters of the Profound Monarch Secret Scripture"."

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the sect were cast over, obviously having heard of this scripture.

The old Sect Leader admired the "Seven Chapters of the Profound Monarch Secret Scripture" to the extreme. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have given the position of Sect Leader to an outsider, but because of this, Qian Chen, the new Sect Leader, was quite questioned, and his foundation in the sect was not deep.