Strange Worlds: The Sequence

Hefa Laodao led Chen Yuyan out of the tent, walked into Qingke County, and finally entered a pawnshop.

Seeing that he was an old man with white hair, the court servant of the pawn shop bent slightly, and then lifted the curtain behind him.

After the two walked in, they saw an ordinary courtyard at first, but when the old Taoist moved away the water tank in the corner, what appeared in front of Chen Yuyan was an entrance leading to the ground.

After another hundred steps, the old Taoist stopped and pushed open the stone gate in front of him.

This is a spacious underground palace.

The palace is supported by six stone pillars, and the walls and floors are all made of bluestone slabs. Judging from the newness, it should be that it has just been built.

The stone wall above the head is inlaid with fluorite at intervals, illuminating the hall brightly.

"This is the residence of our Baimei Sect in Qingke County, and your initiation ceremony is also held here."

The old man with white hair said.

Then, he took Chen Yuyan to the altar in the center of the hall. On the stone tablet in the center of the altar was a portrait of the white-browed immortal.

Chen Yuyan stood on the steps, looking up at the face of the white-browed fairy.

With white eyebrows and pale face, his eyes are full of compassion.

But Chen Yuyan could see Zhu Ming's ambition from this kind and kind face.

Zhu Ming, king of Shu, and Chen Yuyan are no strangers. In the expansion pack "Nine Dragons Conquering the Inheritance", he is the one who makes the most trouble, being cruel to others and even more cruel to himself.

Zhu Ming's sequence is very rare, it should be said that there are only a few people in this sequence in the world.

Because the price is freedom.

[Scent Sequence]: Initial Pollution

Characteristic "Incense": Incense leads to enlightenment, thousands of families give birth to Buddhas, and those who are enshrined, within the scope of the dojo, have endless internal power, immortal body, and immortal spirit.

The characteristic "Shinto": God has no temple and no home, life has no palace and no owner; practicing the way of God, leaving the human body, the holder of the sequence can only move within the scope of the dojo, and at the same time is impacted by the power of all beings, and the spirit will never be peaceful.

Conditions for promotion: great success in spiritual esoteric techniques + taking secret medicine [Temple].

Promotion Ceremony: Some believers set up a temple for it and worship it continuously for more than half a month.

Chen Yuyan looked at the face of the white-browed immortal, and sighed inwardly, this is really a ruthless person.

The white-browed fairy's face, without the pale hair and wrinkles, was exactly the same as Zhu Ming's.

Others have never seen Zhu Ming, so naturally they don't know.

Ever since he inherited the throne at the age of thirteen, Zhu Ming never left the Shu Palace.

But Chen Yuyan had seen this face too many times, and Chen Yuyan had completed the first pass of the dungeon of Shu Palace.

Although he has the face of an entertainment anchor.

But he is a veritable technical anchor.

"This is the great white-browed immortal."

The old Taoist with white hair bowed to show respect.

"Our ancestors of the Baimei Sect discovered his book "Minshu" from ancient tombs, and inspired by it, they established the Baimei Sect to promote the concept of immortals and restore the world to a brighter world."

The corner of Chen Yuyan's mouth curled up, and he respectfully bowed to the portrait three times, his tone full of reverence:

"Boy Fu Hongyuan, pay homage to the immortal."

Seeing this, the old man with white hair nodded in satisfaction, and continued:

"If it's normal, it's fine to say goodbye. Immortals are not those officials and lords who have to kneel and kowtow."

"But young man, you want to join the religion now, so naturally you have to be more formal."

"Come here, take this young hero to bathe and burn incense, and then bring him here."

As the Hefa old man finished speaking, two boys came out from behind, and after saluting to them, they came to Chen Yuyan and said crisply:

"Young hero, please follow me."

Chen Yuyan nodded, and followed the two of them forward.

There are many quiet rooms opened up behind the main hall, Chen Yuyan walked into a quiet room led by two boys.

There is a wooden bathtub inside, which has been filled with hot water, and the white mist rises up, illuminating everything in the quiet room.

Chen Yuyan took off his clothes and lay down in the bathtub. The warm liquid covered every inch of his skin, making Chen Yuyan very comfortable.

At this time, he smelled a scent of incense. It turned out that two boys were lighting the incense burner next to them and continuously adding incense pills into it.

Therefore, the water is gone, and there is no fragrance,

The Shu Palace is really rich and powerful...

Chen Yuyan thought about it, and then fell asleep in the faint scent of incense.

When Chen Yuyan woke up again, he had already put on his clothes and was lying on the bed.

"Young man, wake up, the Lord of Fragrance has been waiting at the altar for a long time."

Seeing Chen Yuyan wake up, the boy who was standing by his side said to him.

"Oh, alright."

Chen Yuyan got up and walked out of the quiet room.

When he came to the altar, the old man with white hair was already waiting there, accompanied by four waiters with blank masks.

"Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep to death just now." Chen Yuyan said shyly with a guilty face.

The old man with white hair chuckled, "Naturally, this means that you have been exhausted for too long, young man, and it's not a bad thing to take a good rest."

"Young Xia, you can stand in front of the altar and look at the portrait, and leave the rest to us."

Chen Yuyan nodded.

The old man with white hair lit incense and inserted it into the bronze tripod in front of the portrait of the white-browed immortal.

The white smoke dispersed.

Immediately afterwards, the four waiters with blank masks stood at the four corners of Chen Yuyan, and began to dance as the white smoke appeared.

They dance gracefully and gracefully.

The quality of wooden figures made by this public loser is really good.

The demon dance danced so many times without falling apart.

Chen Yuyan sighed in her heart.

As time passed, Chen Yuyan gradually felt as if she had lost consciousness, and her eyes were blank, as if she was hidden in the clouds.

It's just that no one noticed that the word "Zhao" in ancient seal characters appeared in his eyes, maintaining a trace of clarity.

Seeing that Chen Yuyan's eyes had begun to loosen and his face became calm, the old man with white hair nodded in satisfaction, and asked casually:

"What is your name and surname, and where do you come from?"

I saw Chen Yuyan mechanically replied:

"My name is Fu Hongyuan, I come from Shangyu Prefecture, Jiangnan Province, and I am a student of Huxiao Martial Arts Academy."

The old man with white hair continued to ask:

"And why did you join the White Eyebrow Cult?"

"I hate the injustice of this world, I hate the emperor's stupidity, I hate officials who don't sit in their positions, and I hate gentry for being rich and unkind!"

"I want to join the White Eyebrow Sect and push them all down!"

Hearing this, the old man with white hair was startled, he didn't expect that this Fu Shaoxia was so pure in heart, without any selfishness.

Then, he lit another pitch-black long incense, and put it under Chen Yuyan's nose for him to smell it for half an hour.

At the same time, the dancing speed of the wooden figures at the four corners became faster and their postures became more strange.

Some turned their heads behind their backs, some took off their right arms and rotated them in their left hands, and some turned upside down and used their hands as feet and feet as hands.

"My disease is uneven, rich and poor, and now it is shared by you!"

"There are fields to cultivate together, food to eat together, and money to work together."

"Everywhere is uneven, no one is full and warm!"

The old man's voice with white hair changed suddenly, into a majestic and steady middle-aged male voice, and the sound echoed in Chen Yuyan's mind constantly.

"Believe in the White-Browed Immortal, he will wash away all filth!"

"Believe in the White-browed Immortal, and he will restore peace to the world!"

"Believe in the Baimei Immortal, he will return this world to a bright future!"