Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

In just a quarter of an hour, the calamity cloud dissipated.

The body of the spiritual ginseng turned from white to jade, and grew a pair of hands and feet. A small face, carved from jade, appeared between the three leaves on its head.

It had short limbs and was about three feet tall. It looked like a porcelain doll, white and tender, petite and cute, and faintly exuded a fragrance.

"Spiritual ginseng! It's mine!"

The robber cultivator surnamed Wang was excited and pounced on the spiritual ginseng.

"Brother Wang, be careful!"

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun shouted, but it was too late.

A white jade tentacle shot out from the spiritual leaf on the top of the spiritual ginseng, entangled the neck of the robber cultivator surnamed Wang, and pulled it violently.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the robber cultivator surnamed Wang was thrown into the sky and fell heavily to the ground, dying.

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun was terrified and turned to run, but several tentacles had already entangled his feet and hung him upside down.

"Grandpa Lingshen, no, Great Immortal Lingshen, spare my life. I am willing to be your slave and protect you in your practice."

"As long as you spare my life, I will do anything for you."

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun, head down, grabbed with both hands, and kept begging for mercy.

The Lingshen doll, unmoved, wrapped the Taoist priest surnamed Sun with its tentacles, pulled it in front of it, opened its little mouth, and sucked gently.

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun was horrified, and felt that the spiritual power in his body was out of control, flowing out of his body, and was swallowed by the Lingshen.

"No...no, my spiritual power, no..."

After a few breaths, the Taoist priest surnamed Sun turned into a dried corpse, and died with his eyes open.

The Lingshen doll tilted its head, touched its belly with its little hand, and a strange smile appeared on its face.

"Human flesh is delicious, and I want to eat more."

It burped, and found that there was another person not far away, tied to a tree, with saliva dripping to the ground.

"It seems that this Lingshen baby, although just spiritual, has a lot of intelligence."

"But, if you want to eat people, I won't agree."

Song Yiming secretly gathered strength and was about to break free from the rope, but he saw the Lingshen baby raised his head and looked at the distant sky.

Swoosh!

A large flying boat crossed the night sky at an incredibly fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it arrived above the valley.

Many cultivators along the way also saw the heavenly tribulation and rushed here, wanting to take advantage of it.

However, when they saw the flag of the Tianmo Sect on the flying boat, they were scared and hid, not daring to confront it.

"That flying boat... belongs to the Tianmo Sect!"

"Go quickly, the cultivators of the Tianmo Sect kill without blinking an eye, don't let them be targeted."

"Yes, any one of them coming down from above can easily kill us, so don't get involved."

Several casual cultivators turned around and ran with a look of horror, fearing that they would be affected.

The spiritual ginseng doll seemed to recognize the origin of the flying boat, and used all its limbs to burrow into the soil.

"Haha, I didn't expect this spiritual ginseng to undergo the transformation tribulation here. It's really a pain to find it."

"Junior sister, let's attack together. The heavenly tribulation just now probably attracted a lot of cultivators. Don't let the night be long and dreams are many, so as not to have accidents."

The hatch opened, and two figures jumped down and landed in front of the spiritual ginseng doll.

The man had a sinister face and was dressed in a black robe. On his chest was embroidered a Yaksha King with double horns on his head and wings on his back.

The woman had a sweet look and a smile on her lips. She seemed harmless, but around her waist, there was a string of bloody human skulls.

It was Mo Feiyan and Su Jin'er.

Clang!

Su Jin'er shouted delicately, waved her jade hand, and a six-string pipa appeared out of thin air. Her fingertips danced, and waves of sound were breathtaking.

The lingering sound was like the sound of nature. The ginseng doll immediately fell into an illusion, with an intoxicated face and a stiff body.

"Good opportunity, collect!"

Mo Feiyan waved his sleeves, and a blood-colored net fell from the sky, covering the ginseng.

Seeing that it was about to succeed, an arm stretched out from the side, grabbed the ginseng, and pulled it hard, and disappeared.

"Sorry, I also like this thousand-year-old ginseng. You two, let's find another target."

Song Yiming chuckled, and with a wave of his right hand, he put the ginseng doll into the Qiankun Ring.

The blood net fell, and Mo Feiyan looked gloomy.

He had discovered Song Yiming a long time ago, but seeing that he was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he didn't take it seriously, and planned to kill him after catching the ginseng.

Unexpectedly, the other party hid his cultivation and took the lead, causing him to fail.

"Asshole, this is the spiritual plant of our sect's supreme elder, Wang Qing Zhenjun. You dare to snatch it. You are really tired of living!"

"That's right. My Tianmo Sect and Yuling Sect don't interfere with each other. It's best not to be greedy, so as not to cause a fatal disaster."

Mo Feiyan and Su Jin'er, with gloomy faces, surrounded Song Yiming while talking.

"Hehe, others are afraid of your Tianmo Sect, but my Yuling Sect is not afraid. I will definitely take this spiritual ginseng baby."

Song Yiming was fearless. Anyway, he could just blame Yuling Sect for this matter. What does it have to do with him?

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for the two to answer. He took a step and escaped dozens of feet away.

"Looking for death!"

Su Jin'er shouted and took the lead. She urged the six-string pipa to play sound waves, which made people lose their minds and fall into illusions.

But Song Yiming practiced the "Spirit Control Heart Sutra", and his spiritual awareness far exceeded that of his peers. He was not affected at all, and his escape light did not stop, but ran faster and faster.

"Hmph, your sound wave illusion is useless to me."

Song Yiming sneered, waved his sleeves, and several spiritual lights shot out, bombarding Su Jiner.

"Junior sister, be careful!"

Mo Feiyan was startled, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Su Jiner's shoulder, and dodged to the side.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the ground exploded, smoke and dust filled the sky, and a big pit appeared.

"You thief, you dare to hurt people. If I don't kill you today, how can my Tianmo Sect keep its face?"

"No imprudence, no form, indestructible demon body!"

Mo Feiyan roared, his whole body shook, his muscles bulged, his body rose three feet, and he turned into a demon with horns on his head and a hideous face.

Blood surged, the void shook, and a bloody hand covering the sky slammed towards Song Yiming.

Wherever the palm wind passed, sand and rocks flew, and the grass and trees withered. The power was so great that it was shocking.

"Our sect's "Wu Xiang Mo Gong" requires blood sacrifices of 10,000 people to practice. After practicing to perfection, you can turn into a demon, immortal and indestructible!"

Su Jiner looked at the bloody hand suppressing her, and her expression was relieved, as if she saw Song Yiming being beaten into a pulp, with no bones left.

"This magic skill is still far from perfect."

"Xiaowo, leave it to you!"

Song Yiming raised his hand and a black and white spirit snail flew out, emitting a terrifying spiritual pressure.

"Fourth-level spirit pet!"

Mo Feiyan and Su Jiner's pupils shrank and their faces showed horror.

Unfortunately, Xiaowo completely ignored it, and the Yin-Yang diagram turned and swallowed the bloody hand. Then, Song Yiming's figure flashed and disappeared.