Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

After chatting for a while, Song Yiming learned that the previous owner of this Purple Qi Tongtian Ding was the founder of the Purple Cloud Sect, the Purple Cloud Patriarch.

Unfortunately, this person encountered a powerful existence in the underworld and was beaten to death, and the Purple Qi Tongtian Ding was also left there.

Later, Song Yiming entered the underworld and accidentally got this tripod, and the spirit of the weapon awakened.

However, the spirit of the weapon did not completely recognize the master, but only let Song Yiming use it temporarily. If you want to control this tripod, you must let it truly submit.

"You are too weak now. Wait until you reach the Nascent Soul stage and can exert the power of the Tongtian Lingbao, and then talk about recognizing the master!"

"These years, I have been asleep for too long and haven't recovered yet. If you are lucky enough to get some natural treasures, you can wake me up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the spirit of the weapon fell silent. No matter how Song Yiming communicated, there was no response.

"This weapon spirit is really arrogant!"

Song Yiming shook his head and smiled, not caring, as long as the Purple Qi Tongtian Cauldron does not run around.

"Spiritual Treasure Book, ranked fifth, I wonder what the first one is?"

"Also, that Ziyun Patriarch, who is a god-transforming cultivator, who can kill him?"

Song Yiming was full of doubts, but the weapon spirit was already asleep and could not answer, so he shook his head and did not think about it anymore.

When he woke up from his meditation, what caught his eye was a beautiful face, with almond eyes open, looking at him curiously.

"Are you awake?"

"You... why are you so close to me?"

Song Yiming was startled, and then he realized that Su Qingxue was almost lying on his face, less than an inch, and even his eyelashes were clearly visible.

He could even feel that the other party's breath was like orchid, warm and moist.

"Who... who looked at you, stop being so conceited!"

"I saw you were in a state of meditation for so long, I wanted to check if you were possessed."

Su Qingxue's face turned red, like a frightened deer, she quickly stepped back a few steps and spat lightly.

"Do I need to be so close to check?"

"You are the ghost king, you can just scan with your spiritual sense, why bother?"

"You don't want to take advantage of me and absorb some yang energy, do you?"

Song Yiming laughed jokingly, making Su Qingxue stamp her feet in anger, her face blushing as if water was about to drip out.

"Bah, ghosts will absorb your yang energy."

"I practiced the "Netherworld Wheel Method" and have long passed the 39th heavenly tribulation. My resentment has taken shape and my body has solidified. I don't need your little yang energy."

"Besides, I am a Yuanying ghost king in the underworld. What kind of man can't I want? Is it necessary to do this?"

Su Qingxue put her hands on her waist, her chest heaved with anger, her chest was white, and her deep ravines were exposed.

Seeing Song Yiming's eyes, her face turned even redder, and she quickly covered her collar and stepped back a few steps, fearing that she would be taken advantage of.

"That's not necessarily true, maybe you have a unique taste and like young boys like me?"

Song Yiming laughed jokingly, making Su Qingxue so angry that she wanted to pounce on him and bite him a few times.

"Bah, who likes you?"

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I..."

Su Qingxue was speechless for a moment, her face blushed, and she didn't know how to refute. She simply turned her head and ignored Song Yiming.

"This female ghost is quite interesting."

Song Yiming smiled and walked to the door of the hall, but found a talisman that emitted golden light and protected the hall, and spiritual power could not penetrate at all.

The door was densely packed with fourth-level talismans, which were powerful. Even a Yuanying period cultivator could not break it with a full-strength attack.

"So strong?"

Song Yiming was surprised. He pressed on the golden light and felt a huge force coming, which pushed him back a few steps.

"This is a fourth-level talisman, Zhenyuan Talisman, which can suppress spiritual energy and isolate this place from the outside world."

"The spiritual energy in the hall is thin. It must have been absorbed by these talismans and turned into its own use, so it became extremely strong."

Su Qingxue also came forward, looked at it with her beautiful eyes, and recognized the origin of the talisman.

"Zhenyuan Talisman?"

"Do you have a way to crack it?"

Song Yiming asked curiously. The fourth-level talisman is a high-level talisman, which can only be carved by ordinary Yuanying cultivators.

These Zhenyuan Talismans are very old, but there are too many of them, and their power is superimposed. Even Yuanying cultivators may not be able to break them.

"If it was before, I might be able to crack it, but during the battle, the ghost body was damaged, and it was impossible to crack the talisman."

Su Qingxue shook her head, showing helplessness, but a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

In fact, she was not injured at all. She just wanted to stay with Song Yiming, so she said so deliberately.

"Did your cultivation level drop significantly?"

"I see that your aura is strong, how can you look injured?"

Song Yiming rolled his eyes at her. He had personally tested the strength of this female ghost, which was comparable to that of the middle stage of the Yuanying. How could she look injured?

Su Qingxue blushed when her lie was exposed. She felt a little embarrassed and simply turned her head away, denying it and ignoring it.

"By the way, what is the purpose of your Yinsi Realm's invasion of Zhao State every time?"

Every five hundred years, the Yinsi Realm invades once, bringing huge disasters and causing great suffering to the people of Zhao State.

It's okay for cultivators, who can hide in the sect to avoid disasters, but ordinary people suffer countless deaths and injuries, becoming blood food in the mouths of ghosts and monsters.

"The Rakshasa Ghost Emperor covets the blood and food of the human world and wants to break the barriers of the underworld and expand his territory, so he allows ghosts to invade."

"Of course, the underworld invaded not only Zhao, but many areas of the human world were affected. This is just the tip of the iceberg."

"Youdu City, under the rule of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, I, as the city lord, can only follow orders and be forced to help the tyrant."

Su Qingxue explained, with a trace of reluctance on her face, obviously unwilling to see the ghosts invade and cause murder.

But her sea of ​​consciousness space has the mark of the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor. If she dares to disobey the order, her soul will be torn apart.

"So that's it."

Song Yiming nodded, and just as he was about to ask something, he saw the door of the palace tremble, and the golden light flickered, as if being bitten by something.

Kaka!

Corpse beetles came out from the crack of the door, climbed onto the door of the palace, and bit the Zhenyuan Talisman, as if trying to bite it.

These corpse beetles are only the size of a fist, black all over, exuding a metallic luster, with sharp mouthparts, and constantly making a clicking sound.

"Corpse beetles?"

"Level 3, could it be..."

Song Yiming frowned, vaguely guessed something, and looked outside the hall through the window paper.

A thousand-year-old zombie was standing outside the hall, with a big hole in his chest and a palm cut off, with no flesh and blood in the empty space.

The flying zombie had a hideous face, only the white of its eyes, no trace of black, and exuded a strong corpse aura. Its nails were as black as ink, more than a foot long.

"Why does this flying zombie look so familiar?"

"Could it be that I have returned to the Purple Cloud Secret Realm again?"

Song Yiming's face changed slightly, and he figured out everything. The thousand-year-old flying zombie outside the hall was the one from the Purple Cloud Secret Realm!

Unexpectedly, by mistake, he jumped into the ancient well and returned to Zhao from the underworld!

"Hehe, little bastard, I saw you!"

"This time, where can you escape?"