Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Three days later, the news that the Green Snake Sect was destroyed and the Green Snake Master had passed away spread like wildfire throughout the State of Zhao, causing a great uproar.

Countless cultivators were shocked.

"Have you heard? Yunmeng Song, an elder of the late Jindan stage, killed Qingshe Zhenren in less than three breaths. It's so scary!"

"How is this possible? Qingshe Zhenren is also a Jindan cultivator. Even if he can't beat him, he can still escape, right?"

"It's true. I heard that the Song surnamed Song can control a thousand-year-old flying zombie. With a mouthful of Nine Nether Corpse Fire, he burned Qingshe Zhenren alive!"

"Hiss... Thousand-year-old flying zombie, this is a ghost in the Yuanying stage. How can a Jindan cultivator subdue it? Is that person related to the Wanguimen?"

"Impossible. The Wanguimen has always acted in a domineering manner. If they really take action, I'm afraid that Qingshe Sect will be wiped out."

"This matter is indeed strange. Yunmeng Song, hiding so deeply, has been pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger?"

For a time, the whole Zhao State was discussing this matter, and Song Yiming's name also spread throughout Zhao State, setting off a storm!

The battle of the Green Snake Sect made the Yunmeng Song Clan's reputation in Nanmeng County reach its peak, surpassing the Five Poison Sect and becoming the first force in Nanmeng County!

Countless cultivators came here to make friends, but they were all rejected by Song Yiming.

These people were not even as good as the Green Snake True Man, so he naturally looked down on them. He had just broken through the late Jindan stage and was preparing to go into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation.

Menghun Lake, the water was sparkling, and the spiritual mist was lingering.

In the center of the lake, a palace was looming.

Song Yiming sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and practiced. The divine stone in his hand emitted a sunrise purple air, which rolled endlessly, constantly gathered, and was absorbed into the body.

Unfortunately, the purple air disappeared as soon as it flowed into the dantian, as if a mud cow entered the sea, without any reaction.

"With my qualifications, is the late Jindan stage the limit?"

Song Yiming frowned, full of unwillingness.

Reaching the late Jindan stage, he first experienced the helplessness of those cultivators with four or five spiritual roots.

No matter how hard he practiced, his cultivation level did not improve at all. This was the shackles brought by the thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Throughout the ages, those who could break through the pill and become infants, in addition to having extraordinary talents, also needed great luck and great perseverance, neither of which could be missing!

"No, I can't stop here!"

"If I can find the three main ingredients and refine the infant-breaking pill, I should have a 70% chance of breaking through the Nascent Soul!"

Song Yiming's eyes were firm and he had made up his mind.

The infant-breaking pill is a fourth-level pill that can increase the probability of breaking through the Nascent Soul by 30%. It is extremely precious and cannot be bought even with spiritual stones.

To refine this pill, you need to gather three main ingredients, which are the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, the nine-bend cordyceps, and a fourth-level demon beast inner pill.

Thinking of this, he stood up and was about to walk out of the hall. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

"Grand Elder, someone outside the hall wants to see you!"

A member of the Song family walked in quickly and bowed.

"Didn't I say that this elder is in seclusion for cultivation and will not see any outsiders."

Song Yiming frowned, a little unhappy.

Since returning to the family, there have been constant visits from cultivators, which has annoyed him. He has already ordered that no outsiders be seen.

"Great elder, calm down. The identity of the visitor is very important. She is a female Jindan cultivator. She asked to see the great elder by name."

"What sect is she from? What do you want to see me for?"

"That person is not a cultivator from Zhao State. He is from Beihan Territory. He is a Jindan elder of the Upper Three Sects and the Loose Cultivator Alliance. His name seems to be Liu Hanyan."

"Beihan Territory..."

Beihan Territory, also known as Beihan Icefield, is the place with the richest spiritual energy in the entire Northern Wilderness. It is vast and has complex forces.

There are numerous sects, big and small, and Yuanying Zhenjun emerges in an endless stream!

The Upper Three Sects, Beiming Holy Land, Loose Cultivator Alliance, and Hanchan Temple all have Yuanying Dacheng sitting in charge, dominating one side.

The three middle sects are Haoran Academy, Fengyao Sect, and Xueyu Palace. The four lower sects are Hehuan Sect, Qianji Mansion, Qingshuang Sword Sect, and Huangquan Valley.

It can be said that the entire Zhao Kingdom is a remote and barbaric place in the eyes of Beihanyu.

"My Yunmeng Song family has never had any contact with the loose cultivator alliance. What does the other party want to find me for?"

Song Yiming was puzzled, pondered for a while, and waved his hand.

"Let her in."

"Yes, Great Elder!"

The clan member bowed and turned to leave.

Not long after, a sound of footsteps came. Song Yiming looked up and saw a woman in palace dress walking in.

She has a graceful figure, beautiful face, and cold temperament, as if she is a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and people dare not look directly at her.

"My concubine Liu Hanyan greets Elder Song."

The woman in palace dress bowed gracefully, and her voice was crisp, like the sound of nature.

"Fairy, you are too polite. I wonder why Fairy Liu has come all the way to Song?"

"If it is some nonsense like winning over, please don't say anything."

Song Yiming spoke calmly.

Although Liu Hanyan is also in the late Jindan stage, her aura is weak. It should be that she took elixirs and forcibly improved herself.

And her words and deeds are quite arrogant. She seems polite, but in the depths of her eyes, she looks down on others, as if she is superior!

"Hehe, fellow Daoist once posted a search for a way to cross the Nine Nether Weak Water in the alliance mission. I wonder if you have found it?"

Liu Hanyan smiled with her hands covering her mouth, her eyes flickering.

"Hmm? Do you have a way to cross?"

Song Yiming's eyes moved and he sat up straight.

After returning from the Yinsi Realm, he always wanted to leave the Abandoned Continent and go to the Wanling Continent, a rumored holy land of immortal cultivation with vast spiritual energy.

There, Yuanying are as numerous as dogs, Jindan is everywhere, foundation building is not as good as chickens, and Qi refining is everywhere. The civilization of cultivating immortals is prosperous to the extreme.

There are all kinds of natural treasures, spiritual stones and magic weapons, secret techniques, and blessed caves, which make people yearn for it.

"To be honest, my loose cultivator alliance has been looking for the Dinghai sacred tree and building a spiritual boat to cross the weak water, but unfortunately we haven't found it."

"However, we recently discovered that in the depths of the Jueling Desert, the wood clan's spiritual realm blessed land may contain clues to the Dinghai sacred tree!"

"The leader has ordered to send three Yuanying Zhenjun to the Jueling Desert to explore the spiritual realm blessed land!"

"I came here to invite Elder Song to act with us. What do you think?"

Liu Hanyan stared at Song Yiming with a burning gaze, waiting for a reply.

The spiritual stones required to open the super teleportation array are an astronomical number, and the loose cultivator alliance does not want to consume too much.

Zhao State is adjacent to the Jueling Desert, and recruiting Jindan thugs from the local area is the most cost-effective business.

Moreover, she has also heard of Song Yiming's reputation. He is in the late Jindan period and can kill a cultivator of the same level with one blow. He is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Jueling Desert..."

Song Yiming frowned and pondered on his face.

Jueling Desert, like Jueling Sea, is a forbidden place for life, full of dangers and harsh environment. If a cultivator enters, he will die!

The Wood Clan, also known as the Qingteng Monster Clan, lives in the depths of the Jueling Desert. They rarely come into contact with outsiders and are extremely mysterious.

The Dinghai Divine Tree, one inch per thousand years, one round per ten thousand years, is the only sacred tree that can take root in the Nine Nether Weak Water, and is the best material for building a spirit boat.