Taking out the screen again, Lu Xin noticed something was off. The expression of the woman on it had subtly changed.

“Interesting.”

He examined it carefully again, fully releasing his divine sense, probing towards the screen.

However, he didn't discover anything else unusual.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly summoned the Nether Blue Ice Flame and muttered to himself, “It's useless to keep this broken thing, might as well burn it.”

As he said that, he slowly moved the Nether Blue Ice Flame closer.

At that moment, the screen finally reacted. The woman embroidered on it suddenly moved, dropping the fan in her hand in fright, and hurriedly waved her hand.

Indicating 'no'.

Seeing this, Lu Xin became interested and shouted, “Speak, what are you?”

The woman put on a pitiful appearance. Lu Xin saw a ripple suddenly emerge on the screen, and then she walked out.

“Painting Slave greets master.”

“Painting Slave?”

Lu Xin saw that she was neither human nor ghost, and couldn't figure out what she was. “How did you end up in the screen?”

Painting Slave said, “Replying to master, this is a spiritual treasure, and I am the artifact spirit.”

A spiritual treasure?

And it's a spiritual treasure with an artifact spirit?

Lu Xin's eyes lit up upon hearing this, but he was also somewhat puzzled. Why couldn't he sense a trace of spiritual energy?

“Tell me about your abilities.”

He temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Painting Slave quickly explained.

Lu Xin finally understood after listening. It turned out that this was originally a silk painting that was turned into a screen by its original owner, called "Court Ladies," and it was an illusionary artifact.

It could pull people into an illusion based on their thoughts.

The so-called illusion is born from the heart. If a person has lewd thoughts, a lascivious illusion will be born; if a person has fearful thoughts, a terrifying illusion will be born.

All kinds of illusions are automatically generated by the human heart.

Lu Xin clicked his tongue. It was a good thing. So he came to the screen and examined the wooden frame. According to Painting Slave, it was made of Hidden Spirit Wood.

It was this thing that obscured the treasure, hiding its spiritual energy, preventing him from seeing anything unusual.

So he directly unleashed a sword energy.

With a crisp sound, the Hidden Spirit Wood fell off perfectly, leaving only a silk scroll in the air, emitting a misty, precious light.

“It really is a spiritual treasure.”

Lu Xin's eyes were burning. After carefully probing, he released his divine sense and began to refine it.

An hour later.

Lu Xin had a painting in his hand. Inside was a woman holding a round fan, pouting her lips, and vigorously fanning him, with a flattering expression.

Because he had refined the treasure, he had established a connection with Painting Slave and could sense her emotional changes.

Just a drama queen.

Too lazy to pay attention to her.

“Behave yourself.”

He rolled up the "Court Ladies" painting and directly put it back into his storage bag.

He was in a very good mood now. Who would have thought that something he picked up casually would be a spiritual treasure? The [Lucky] passive skill was indeed not a joke.

Without rushing to cultivate, he came to the Hidden Spirit Wood that had fallen on the ground.

Being able to hide spiritual energy and spiritual fluctuations was also a rare treasure and should not be wasted.

So he absorbed it into his hand and examined it carefully.

Unexpectedly, he made another discovery. There were many golden words engraved on the inside of the Hidden Spirit Wood.

“Could it be some kind of divine skill secret manual?”

Lu Xin carefully looked at it with interest, and quickly finished reading it.

It turned out that this was not a cultivation technique, but a secret art called 《Soul Splitting Technique》, with a total of nine levels of cultivation.

As the name suggests, this secret art allows you to split your divine sense and attach it to an object, refining it into a divine sense clone.

It can be a person or an object.

Like an ordinary stone, you split your divine sense and attach it to it. Although you can't control its movement, you can share its vision.

Of course, there is also a distance limit.

Like the description of the first few levels of the secret art, this distance is not as far as his divine sense can see, making it somewhat useless.

But one advantage is that he can descend his consciousness at any time.

Within a certain range, a tree can be him, grass can be him, and even tables and chairs can be him. It's simply the best secret method for showing off.

Of course, this kind of consciousness descent also has aggressiveness, so this 《Soul Splitting Technique》 is actually a secret art for attacking the primordial spirit.

“Must cultivate it.”

Lu Xin was instantly interested and plunged into the 《Soul Splitting Technique》.

In the blink of an eye, more than three months passed.

On this day, Murong Xin walked into the council hall with a radiant face. Today was the annual sect council time. Without major events, all the elders would basically attend.

“Sect Leader, looking at your expression, did the new dao partner you married give birth again?” Grand Elder Zhang Dahai joked.

The other elders laughed upon hearing this.

Murong Xin didn't mind. Majesty was reserved for subordinates. These people were all at his level, so naturally they wouldn't be so restrained with him.

He waved his hand with a smile, “There's no way, my aptitude is limited, and I'm almost at the end of my life, so I can only cultivate more descendants, hoping to produce a good seedling.”

“Sect Leader's broad-net approach is worth learning for us.” Another elder said.

Everyone laughed again upon hearing this.

The hall was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Suddenly, a nun coughed, and the hall quieted down. They had forgotten that there was still the Phoenix Mountain lineage that was devoid of thoughts and desires, and practiced abstinence.

Jokes had to be moderate.

Murong Xin sat on the main seat at the head, and after coughing, he said seriously:

“I don't care if you guys find dao partners, but you must not do anything wrong or force others, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble for the sect and the ancestor.”

The group of male and female elders below immediately straightened their expressions when they heard the word 'ancestor', “We understand.”

Murong Xin nodded upon seeing this, “Alright, let's start the council.”

Then the hall began to discuss serious matters. After a while, a voice suddenly descended: “Murong Xin.”

“Ancestor!”

The people in the hall stood up immediately upon hearing the voice, preparing to welcome the ancestor's figure, but after waiting for a long time, they didn't see it.

“Over here.”

Just as everyone was puzzled, a dragon pillar in the hall suddenly revealed a human face.

“Ancestor, what is this?”

Murong Xin asked in surprise.

The human face opened its mouth and said, “This is just a trace of my consciousness. Alright, the main reason I came this time is to ask you, are there any disciples in the sect with outstanding talent? I plan to take a few with me and train them.”

The ancestor is planning to take in personal disciples?

Everyone's hearts stirred upon hearing this. If their descendants were favored by the ancestor, wouldn't they be rising to the heavens in one step?

Murong Xin suppressed the excitement in his heart and replied:

“Reporting to the ancestor, among the disciples in the sect, the highest quality spiritual root is Earth grade, there are a total of six people, of which five are specifically Earth grade low-rank, and one is Earth grade middle-rank.”

In the secret room, Lu Xin compared Yan Qinglu and Ji Yue, and estimated in his heart that if he wanted to use the Amethyst Star Mark Fruit to raise the spiritual root to Saint grade.

Then at least he must have an Earth grade high-rank spiritual root himself.

Of course, this is not absolute, because the threshold of Saint grade is not so easy to cross.

Like Ji Yue, who was only a trace away from being a Heaven grade spiritual root, only reached the appearance of Saint grade low-rank after taking the Amethyst Star Mark Fruit.

Thinking of this, he sighed. As expected, disciples with outstanding talent are not so easy to find, so he said:

“The talent of these people is still too low. Remember to send more people out to recruit disciples, and try to bring back those with high talent. I will reward you heavily afterwards.”

“We obey!”

Then the human face disappeared, and the hall fell into silence.

“The ancestor's methods are becoming more and more unpredictable.” Zhang Dahai exclaimed.

The others nodded in agreement.

“Alright, next we will focus on discussing the matter of recruiting disciples.” Murong Xin said.

The crowd heard this and realized that the ancestor had just said that there would be rewards. Could the ancestor's rewards be ordinary?

Their hearts suddenly became fiery.

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