After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

Xing Shuyi became more and more angry as she listened to Jiang Xin's words.

Such a silly girl whose eyes are full of toys and who can't even recognize the secret treasure, I don't know where she got such a good life.

She was so lucky to be reincarnated and to have avoided her sacrifice technique, and lived to this day as the daughter of the leader of the Tianshui Sect.

Looking at Jiang Xin who was surrounded by Ning Yao and others like a star and protected by them, Xing Shuyi became jealous and went crazy.

Obviously, all of this should be hers!
She can't admit defeat!
She must make the secret treasure recognize its master and make these people look at her with new eyes!
Bixiu must take away everything Jiang Xin has now!
These should all be hers!

Since the method of acknowledging the master by dripping blood is useless, let's try another one.

Xing Shuyi separated a bit of her spiritual consciousness and delved into the secret treasure.

When she used the power of the World Tree to snatch the secret treasure from the hands of Kunlun Ancestor, she was not rejected by the secret treasure, which means that the secret treasure has not yet produced a spirit.

In this case, as long as her spiritual consciousness can control the secret treasure from the inside and temporarily act as the spirit of the secret treasure, she can control the secret treasure.

——Although this kind of control is only temporary, it is enough as long as it can scare Ning Yao and others.

Her spiritual consciousness easily merged into the fire tongs secret treasure without any hindrance.

Xing Shuyi showed a look of joy, and tried to disperse her spiritual consciousness to several key points of the secret treasure.

However she failed.

Xing Shuyi suddenly found that she could no longer control this spiritual consciousness!
Just when she thought that this was the self-defense mechanism of the fire tongs secret treasure activated, she suddenly heard Jiang Xin's voice through this trace of spiritual consciousness: "Tsk tsk tsk, you are such a wimp."

The consciousness that Jiang Xinyin engraved in her mind entered the fire tongs secret treasure along with her spiritual consciousness!

"Get out! This is mine!" Xing Shuyi shouted angrily, with a bad feeling in her heart.

Jiang Xin imitated her tone and shouted: "Get out, this is me!"

She tried hard to make a fierce expression, but the purring sound did not increase the lethality, but made her look even cuter.

Xing Shuyi was almost driven crazy, and she tried her best to infuse her spiritual consciousness into the fire tongs secret treasure. However, she did not expect that before she even touched the secret treasure, she was bounced back by the protective spiritual power around the secret treasure, and this power wiped out the spiritual consciousness in an instant.

Xing Shuyi felt a sharp pain between her eyebrows and was almost fainting from the pain. She quickly took a pill to stabilize her sea of ​​consciousness.

She could still feel that the first trace of her spiritual consciousness was still in the secret treasure, but she couldn't control it.

This should have been erased first.

In a flash, an absurd idea flashed through Xing Shuyi's mind.

——Is it because Jiang Xin’s consciousness was mixed in the first trace of spiritual consciousness that it was able to successfully enter the secret treasure?
Doesn't that mean that this secret treasure of the Mahayana Immortal Lord must recognize Jiang Xin as its master?
"(o゜▽゜)o☆[BINGO!]"

"That's right!"

As soon as this thought came to Xing Shuyi's mind, she heard Jiang Xin's cheers.

Jiang Xin's consciousness was deeply integrated with Xing Shuyi's consciousness, and could sense Xing Shuyi's thoughts to a certain extent.

As soon as the cheers came out, Xing Shuyi's face turned pale and she shouted at Jiang Xin: "Get your consciousness out!"

Jiang Xin said innocently, "As the saying goes, 'A man is as good as a woman.' She has been with you for so long, she has become bad, but I can't say anything."

"Yes, yes, yes, you've led me in a bad way. I won't come out. I'll make you mad to death, hahahaha..."

The voice of Jiang Xin's consciousness rang out from the fire tongs secret treasure, and Xing Shuyi was so angry that she almost threw it away.

Just when she was about to let go of the fire tongs, she held back, held the handle of the secret treasure of fire tongs tightly, and lowered her raised hand.

Chu Linfeng was very disappointed: "I thought there was a treasure to pick up. You can't use this thing, but it's really lost."

Wu Xin, who was also waiting to pick up treasures, was very surprised: "Master Chu, as the son of the richest man, actually hopes to pick up secret treasures?" Chu Linfeng thought that his question was strange: "If we don't pick up the treasures we get, and there are so many gaps between our fingers, how can our family be the richest?"

Ning Yao, Zhao Shi and Wen Ziqi didn't quite understand.

Jiang Xin told them very understandingly: "The richer you are, the stingier you are, and the stingier you are, the richer you are."

Everyone suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is the secret of the richest man’s wealth.

Zhao Shi looked at the others, including Ning Yao, who were staring at the treasure in Xing Shuyi's hand with eager eyes, as if they were ready to rush over to "pick up" the treasure at any time. He reminded them in a low voice: "That is the secret treasure of the Great Perfection Immortal Venerable, it is not an ordinary thing, so be careful."

Chu Linfeng was full of confidence: "Xing Shuyi didn't die after doing this, so we will definitely be fine."

Xing Shuyi rolled her eyes and gripped the handle of the tongs even tighter.

As long as she can firmly control the secret treasure, she won't lose.

Jiang Xin's consciousness is limited in power, and now even shows a tendency to separate from its body.

As long as she could find a way to make the secret treasure recognize her as its master, she might be able to use the secret treasure's status to tame Jiang Xin's consciousness and make it her slave, so that she can bite back at Jiang Xin.

Xing Shuyi had a beautiful thought. The voice of Jiang Xin's consciousness sounded again in the fire tongs secret treasure: "Wow, wow, wow, you are ugly but you have beautiful dreams. You actually want to use such a toy to harm me!"

Even Jiang Xin's true self couldn't stand it anymore and said bitterly, "How can you use a toy to do this? Do you know how useful this mold is? Do you know how perfect the snowman made with it is? Look at the old snowman behind you, he was pressed out with this mold!"

What is "Old Snowhead"?
It shouldn't be referring to him, right?
The Kunlun ancestor raised his head and saw Jiang Xin’s little hand pointing directly at him, and his heart finally settled down.

That's really what he said.

Without the secret treasure, his condition became even worse.

Large pieces of frost appeared on his body, as if a person was buried in a snowman, with only a small amount of flesh and blood exposed outside.

One of his two eyes remained normal, but the other had turned into black obsidian like Ren Yuan's, dotted on his face that had turned into white snow, looking strange and harmonious.

His right hand had completely degenerated and turned into a dry branch, hanging at his side.

Everything below his waist turned into a snowball, and the part connected to the Tianchi Lake formed solid ice for him to stand on.

Since they had already known that all the people in Kunlun Palace were snowmen, Ning Yao and others were not too surprised.

Seeing the complex expression on Kunlun Patriarch's snow-white face, Ning Yao was afraid of being held accountable, so he said with a stiff upper lip: "Senior, my junior sister has no ill intentions, she..."

He lacks imagination and can't continue with some of his stories.

Lin Yan showed his true colors as a charlatan and said, "Junior sister is praising your perfection."

Kunlun Patriarch didn't believe it: "I think it would be better for her to explain 'Old Snow Head' first."

Jiang Xin tilted her head, her eyes clear: "If we don't call an old snowman this, should we call it 'old man'? That's an insult. I understand. I've been to school."

Kunlun Patriarch: "..."

He believed it.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Xing Shuyi again, his eyes gradually colder: "You are not the Immortal Lord."

Xing Shuyi paused while studying the secret treasure, and raised her head with great momentum: "If I were not Mingchen, how would I know that you were all snowmen created by me?"

"If your identity can be determined based on this alone, then this young friend knows more than you. Is she the Immortal Lord?" The Kunlun Patriarch raised his left hand, which had not yet turned into a snowman branch, high up and pointed at Jiang Xin from afar.

In an instant, Xing Shuyi's face became extremely ugly. (End of this chapter)