Lu Xin returned to the black-skirted woman's training place, woke up the eight individuals, and then conveniently removed the black lotus seeds for them.
“Thank you for your great kindness, Immortal Master. We have no way to repay you. We only hope that Immortal Master can leave a name so that we can enshrine you for generations to come, to remember your kindness today.”
These people were all from a small sect, and being saved this time gave them a feeling of surviving a calamity.
Therefore, they were extremely grateful and even talked about engraving a tablet for worship.
Lu Xin didn't care at first and was about to leave when the system awakened a passive ability for him.
It was called 【Venerable Divinity】.
After reading the introduction, he realized that this was equivalent to a Divine Dao cultivation technique.
It could transform incense offerings into cultivation.
Moreover, it didn't have the side effects that some Divine Dao cultivation techniques possessed.
If the incense offerings decreased, his cultivation wouldn't regress.
There were also no geographical restrictions.
Even if he left the incense collection site, he could still exert his strength.
It was equivalent to giving him another way to quickly improve his cultivation.
More importantly, he could ignore spatial regions and descend at will onto objects representing his worship.
It could be a divine tablet, a statue, or even a portrait.
However, how much strength he could exert depended on the material of these offerings and the length of time they had been worshiped.
It was also equivalent to a clone.
“Good heavens, is this setting me up to preach the Dao to the world?”
“Also, I was worshiped as a Grandmaster in the Lower Realm, so why is it only awakening now?”
However, the system couldn't respond to him.
He guessed that there might have been some hidden conditions that hadn't been met before.
He didn't have time to think more because, since awakening this passive ability, a stream of power suddenly appeared in his body—divine power.
However, he immediately used 【Convergence of All Daos】 to transform it into magical power, and his cultivation soared.
It was equivalent to more than ten years of arduous cultivation.
“Isn't this before the worship has even started? Where did so much incense divine power come from?”
Feeling the surge of magical power in his body, Lu Xin was somewhat puzzled. After leaving a name of “Fated Daoist” for them, he disappeared from the spot.
Arriving at a secret place, he quickly followed a wisp of divine power to trace its source.
Soon, his thought penetrated layers of space and arrived at a farmhouse.
“Is this the Spirit Realm?”
His consciousness arrived on a portrait, and his divine sense spread out, quickly clarifying the region where it was located.
It was a village on the edge of the Dragon Abyss Empire.
The reason for clarifying it so quickly was because someone was talking outside, and now the person speaking walked into the house.
It was an old farmer, and he led a sickly young man straight to the portrait.
“Hurry up and kowtow to ask Pure Yang Lord to protect you. Look at you, such a good hand at farming, and now you've been tormented into what state?”
The man knelt down as instructed, “Village Chief, do you say that praying to Pure Yang Lord is really effective?”
The old farmer had already lit three incense sticks and handed them to the man, saying:
“Of course, Pure Yang Lord is the most divine of all immortals, extremely powerful. More than seventy years ago, I ran into the deep mountains just like you, and as a result, I encountered a ghost, fell seriously ill for several days, and it didn't get better.”
“What happened then? Did Pure Yang Lord save you?”
The man offered incense to the portrait, kowtowed, and asked curiously.
“Almost.” The old farmer also respectfully offered three incense sticks before saying:
“At first, my father invited the Immortal Master of Die Fang Mountain, not far from the village, but the Immortal Master was no match for that ghost. In the face of danger, the Immortal Master took out a portrait of Pure Yang Lord, and when the ghost saw it, it vanished in a flash.”
“Later, my father asked the reason, and the Immortal Master said that this place was under the protection of Pure Yang Ancestor. With his old man's prestige, even if it's just a portrait, ordinary demons and ghosts would have to make a detour.”
“So, you sleep here tonight, and that demon and ghost will definitely not dare to come knocking again.”
After listening, the man not only didn't feel relieved but instead wore a mournful face, saying:
“Village Chief, you said that ordinary demons and ghosts wouldn't dare, but what if the one I encountered this time isn't ordinary?”
The old farmer sighed and said, “Then there's no way, we can only leave it to fate.”
“Ah?” The man's face turned bitter.
Inside the portrait, Lu Xin knew what his image was in the mortal world. He had vaguely heard of it when he was in the Lower Realm, but he didn't care at the time.
He didn't expect that his portrait would have such a wide range of uses now.
Without lingering, he only left a wisp of divine power in this portrait and left.
Following the wisps of incense, he arrived at the Ancestral Hall of the East Flower Divine Palace, where he was enshrined.
Coincidentally, thirty or so Foundation Establishment disciples were paying their respects under the leadership of an elder.
“You are all the most talented disciples from the various branch palaces. Although you have worshiped the Ancestor when you first entered, according to the rules, you must sincerely worship again to be officially admitted into the main palace.”
Above, an old man said with a stern face.
“Yes.”
Those below quickly responded.
Then, under the leadership of the old man, they each held incense and stepped forward to pay their respects.
Lu Xin immediately felt streams of divine power being generated.
Compared to the two mortals, the divine power brought by these people was significantly greater.
“It seems that the higher the cultivation or the more sincere the heart, the more incense divine power is contributed.”
Comparing the two, Lu Xin had a more detailed understanding of this Incense Divine Dao.
Not wanting to waste time, he decided to manifest and meet people he hadn't seen for a long time.
As his power poured in, a burst of divine light immediately erupted from the portrait.
This caused everyone who was performing the grand ceremony of worship to freeze on the spot, forgetting their movements.
“An … … Ancestor?”
Although that elder had Nascent Soul cultivation and had been in charge of this place for many years, he had never encountered such a situation and was at a loss for words.
“The Ancestor has manifested!” Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Causing everyone to kneel on the ground subconsciously.
“Rise, all of you.”
Then they heard a gentle voice resounding in their ears, like a spring breeze.
Then they saw that in the midst of the divine light, the figure in the painting actually moved, as if it were alive.
“An, Ancestor, have you returned?” Looking at the person in the painting in front of him, the Nascent Soul elder stuttered, not yet recovered.
“My true body has not returned. I sensed your worship, so I came down to take a look.”
Lu Xin tried it and found that although this portrait had been worshiped for a long time, it could only barely withstand his Human Immortal-level power.
Exceeding it would cause it to collapse.
However, it was enough in this realm.
The people below were still stunned in place. They didn't expect that the Ancestor could return in such a miraculous way.
Lu Xin didn't pay attention to them anymore. He released his divine sense and looked at the situation inside the Divine Palace. Not finding Ji Yue, he summoned Murong Xin to ask and learned that Tu Shan Danyue had taken Ji Yue to the Heavenly Fox Clan for a short stay, so he had to see her next time.
Then he transmitted his voice to the elders, intending to instruct them on some matters.
The elders were all stunned, thinking they were hallucinating, actually receiving a voice transmission from the Ancestor who had ascended for many years.
Then, after coming over to check with suspicion, they were also stunned in place after confirming it.
Then it boiled over.
“Palace Lord, is this?” Cloud Blossom Ancestor was now at the early stage of Refinement Void, and he was still in charge of internal and external affairs within the Divine Palace, so he took the lead in asking.
“This is a Divine Dao cultivation method…” Lu Xin explained some common knowledge to them and then asked them to maintain the incense offerings.
This way, he could project more power back.
Everyone was naturally overjoyed. In this way, they would have the constant protection of an Immortal Ancestor.
Who would dare to come seeking death?
“Ancestor, rest assured, we will definitely handle it well.”
Lu Xin nodded in satisfaction, then let the elders go down, called the disciples in the palace, met them one by one, and then withdrew his divine sense.
“I didn't expect that descending would consume so much divine power.”
Returning to the Upper Realm and feeling the situation in his body, Lu Xin was somewhat surprised.
He found that projecting power was also extremely consuming of divine power. He had 【Convergence of All Daos】, which was naturally equivalent to consuming magical power.
Just now, he had consumed nearly 10% of his magical power.
“It seems that the further the distance, the more consumption there will be.”
Lu Xin pondered for a moment and didn't think much more, intending to set off to collect the Phoenix True Blood.
Then he would seclude himself for arduous cultivation, improve to a higher realm as soon as possible, and then his true body could return.
At the same time, in that mortal village on the edge of the Dragon Abyss Empire.
At this time, night had already fallen. The man who was kneeling in front of Lu Xin's portrait seeking protection, was originally dozing off, but was suddenly awakened by a gust of cold wind.
“Village Chief, where are you?”
The man suddenly had a bad feeling.
