Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

After a while, everyone felt that their feet were empty, and they had passed through the space channel and came to a gloomy ghost place.

Looking around, there were desolate ruins all around, and dilapidated old houses were scattered around, with gloomy ghost air, filling the air.

"Is this the underworld?"

"It is indeed completely different from the human world."

Song Yiming looked around curiously.

In the sky, a blood moon was hanging high, emitting a chilling chill. On the ground, ruins were everywhere, and the ghost air was gloomy, like a ghost domain.

The spiritual power in the body was also suppressed severely, leaving less than 30%, and the remaining 70% was suppressed by the ghost air.

"Everyone, be careful, there are not only zombies but also evil ghosts in this underworld."

"We can't stay here for long, go back to Yangshui, in Youdu City, follow me."

Yuquan Zhenren looked solemn, glanced around, and said in a deep voice.

The blood coffin boy did not forget to remind.

"Fellow Daoist Yuquan, this underworld is full of ghosts. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for us to walk in so brazenly?"

"What good plan do you have?"

Yuquan Zhenren stopped and turned around.

"Hey, I have a kind of coffin in my hand, which is made of the flesh and blood of thousands of creatures and the netherworld stone. It can block our breath."

"As long as you hide in the coffin, you can sneak into the netherworld city without being noticed by anyone."

The blood coffin boy smiled, patted the storage bag, took out seven black coffins and put them on the ground.

"This coffin can block the breath?"

"I have heard of the netherworld stone. It is a unique thing in the underworld. It contains the ghost energy of the netherworld and can block the breath of living people."

Everyone looked surprised, looking at the black coffin on the ground, talking about it.

"Don't stand there, come in quickly, we have to hurry."

The blood coffin boy urged, and lay down in a black coffin first. After a slight hesitation, Yuquan Zhenren also lay down in it.

Song Yiming frowned, and used his spiritual sense to explore, and found that there was nothing unusual in the black coffin.

"Fellow Daoist Song, you are really cautious. This black coffin is only used to block the breath, not to harm people."

Seeing that Song Yiming was hesitant to move, the blood coffin boy was a little unhappy and urged him.

"We all lie in it, who will control the black coffin?"

"Of course it's Bai Gu. His body is originally a body of corpse refinement, and he is not afraid of the erosion of ghost energy."

"Just lie in the coffin, Brother Bai Gu will take us to Youdu City."

The blood coffin boy pointed to the real person Bai Gu beside him, and said proudly.

"So that's it."

Song Yiming nodded suddenly, but sneered in his heart. He would not completely believe the blood coffin boy.

This black coffin can isolate spiritual sense. Once you lie in it, you will be at the mercy of the other party.

"Fellow Daoist Song, don't hesitate, lie in it quickly, Brother Blood Coffin will not harm us."

The real person Bai Gu urged, and everyone lay in, leaving only Song Yiming.

"No need, I have my own way to block the breath."

"You..."

Bai Gu Zhenren looked unhappy.

"What do you mean, don't you trust us?"

The blood coffin boy's voice was cold and a little annoyed.

"Daoyou misunderstood, I am a living person, I just don't want to lie in the coffin."

Song Yiming looked calm, took out a black pill and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

"This is..."

Everyone looked suspicious, looking at Song Yiming, with a trace of suspicion on their faces.

Song Yiming smiled slightly, and the aura on his body suddenly changed, and it became gloomy and cold, just like the ghost aura around him.

"This is the ghost hiding pill. After swallowing it, it can make people become like ghosts. Everyone, is it okay now?"

Song Yiming glanced at everyone.

This ghost hiding pill was found by him accidentally from the thousand-year-old flying zombie, Qiankun Ring, which happened to be used to block the breath.

"You actually still have this kind of elixir?"

"Fellow Daoist Song, how many of these elixirs are left? I want them all."

"Yes, I want some too. Fellow Daoist Song, name your price."

The eyes of Yuquan Zhenren and Qiuyue Fairy were bright and hot.

On the other hand, the Blood Coffin Boy's face darkened.

"Sorry, I only have one of these elixirs, and I got it by chance."

Song Yiming refused the request without even thinking about it.

Just kidding, this Ghost Hiding Pill is one of his trump cards, how could he give it to someone easily?

"Since Fellow Daoist Song has other means, let's set off now."

"When we get to Youdu City, everyone be careful and don't show your true colors."

The Blood Coffin Boy looked at Song Yiming deeply and didn't say much.

The group restrained their breath and, under the guidance of White Bone Zhenren, sneaked towards Youdu City.

"Daoyou Bai Gu, we have been walking for a day. How long will it take to get there?"

"Don't worry. After passing through the mass grave and crossing a river, you will reach the city of Youdu."

Zhenren Bai Gu stopped and looked up, with a faint light in his eyes.

In front of him, there was a desolate hill with ruined graves everywhere, and a foul smell from time to time.

"Why are there so many graves here?"

"The jade slip said that this is the underworld, a natural corpse-raising ground with heavy corpse gas. Over time, a mass grave was formed."

"Corpse-raising ground?"

Song Yiming frowned. He had checked the "God and Demon Corpse Refining Art" and naturally knew what a corpse-raising ground was.

If a corpse is buried in a corpse-raising ground, it will not only not rot, but also absorb corpse gas and become a corpse ghost, commonly known as a zombie.

"Brother Bai Gu, I have a corpse on me. Can I refine it here?"

Song Yiming's heart moved, and he looked at Bai Gu Zhenren and asked with a smile.

"Oh? Brother Song, you want to refine a zombie?"

"I think it's better to forget it. It takes time and effort to raise a corpse. It can't be refined overnight."

"Besides, we are here to return to Yangshui, so let's not make trouble."

Zhenren Bai Gu shook his head and advised.

"Brother Bai Gu, I misunderstood. I just want to temporarily place the corpse here and take it back when we return from Youdu City."

Song Yiming smiled slightly, without explaining, he took out the white jade coffin and buried it in a dilapidated grave.

This woman's corpse was not known to be sacrificed by the thousand-year-old flying zombie. What means did it use to refine it? The flesh has not decayed for thousands of years, and it is lifelike, as if it is asleep.

"Hmm? This is..."

As soon as the white jade coffin was buried, the corpse qi around it gathered crazily and poured into the coffin as if being pulled.

Roar...

In an instant, the entire mass grave became eerie and terrifying.

Countless corpse ghosts crawled out of the graves and gathered towards the grave where Song Yiming was buried.

"What's going on? These corpse ghosts seem to be worshipping?"

"Not good! Brother Song, your corpse is probably not simple. It seems to be some extremely yin body, which has great attraction to corpse ghosts."

"If this goes on, I'm afraid it will alarm the ghost messenger of the underworld!"

The face of the White Bone Master changed, and he looked at the corpse ghosts gathering around him with worry on his face.

Song Yiming also found something wrong. He came to the grave with a flicker and was about to take the white jade coffin out of the grave.

Suddenly, something strange happened.

"Who!"