Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Everyone looked at the VIP room with a look of surprise.

This VIP room is reserved for cultivators of some powerful forces or Jindan Zhenren. Ordinary people are not qualified to enter.

"This..."

Li Qingyue also hesitated.

She only had 200,000 spirit stones and some spirit herbs given by her family. All added up, it was less than 300,000.

She was not qualified to compete.

"Mom, don't take this Kongming Bamboo."

Song Yiming's words woke Li Qingyue up.

Although the Qingqiu Auction House is safe, there is no guarantee that someone will be tempted by the money and secretly rob it.

If she bids for the Kongming Bamboo, she might be robbed and killed as soon as she leaves Qingqiu City.

After all, 300,000 spirit stones are enough to make any cultivator excited.

"VIP Room No. 3, bid 300,000, is there anyone who wants to bid?"

The gray-robed old man looked around and asked loudly.

"Three hundred thousand once!"

"Three hundred thousand twice!"

"Three hundred thousand three times, deal!"

The gray-robed old man announced, "This section of Kongming Bamboo belongs to the senior in the VIP room."

The auction ended, and everyone stood up and walked outside.

However, Song Yiming could feel that many people were secretly looking at Li Qingyue, with greed in their eyes.

Obviously, these people saw Li Qingyue bid 200,000 spirit stones, and mistakenly thought that she was wealthy, so they had evil intentions.

"Mom, let's go."

Song Yiming's face changed, and he pulled Li Qingyue and walked out of the auction house quickly.

As soon as he walked out of the auction house, Song Yiming felt that there were several auras locking on them.

"Ming'er, I'm afraid we're being targeted."

Li Qingyue's face sank, and she also found something wrong. She grabbed Song Yiming's hand, and a white talisman quietly emerged.

The second-level concealment talisman can conceal the body. Unless it is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, it can't be found at all with a careful scan of the divine sense.

"Mom, what should we do?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Li Qingyue patted Song Yiming's hand, signaling him not to be nervous.

Wang!

The two of them restrained their breath, put on the concealment talisman, mixed into the crowd, and quickly walked towards the inner city.

The three foundation-building cultivators who were secretly following them followed them, but found that they had lost the trace of the two, and their faces suddenly changed.

"Damn, let them run away!"

"They shouldn't have run far, let's split up and look for them."

The three of them discussed it and then dispersed to search in Qingqiu City.

However, they were destined to find no one.

Li Qingyue used the concealment talisman to take Song Yiming all the way to an inn called "Guangyuanzhai" without any obstacles.

After entering Guangyuanzhai, Li Qingyue took off the concealment talisman and took Song Yiming upstairs.

Seeing that there were guests coming, a maid at the third level of Qi Refining came over with a smile.

"My two Taoist friends, we have an alchemy room, a practice room, and a spiritual medicine garden for rent in Guangyuanzhai. What do you need?"

"Give us a practice room."

Li Qingyue said, throwing out ten spiritual stones.

The maid in palace dress took the spiritual stones and smiled: "Thank you, senior. Please follow me."

Under the guidance of the maid, Li Qingyue and her son came to the third floor, a practice room in the back.

After entering the practice room, Li Qingyue set up a ban and his face darkened.

"Ming'er, you have seen it too. This is the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation. The weak are the prey of the strong. If you are not careful, you will die."

Song Yiming was also frightened. If it weren't for the concealment talisman, they might have been killed.

"Mom, I know, I will definitely work hard to practice."

Song Yiming looked determined. He felt what it meant to be a great terror between life and death.

He didn't want to die. He wanted to live forever, to seek immortality and become an immortal.

"Okay."

Li Qingyue was relieved when she heard this: "Ming'er, you have grown up, and mother can't protect you all the time. You have to learn to protect yourself."

"Mother, I will."

Song Yiming nodded vigorously, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice.

Seeing Song Yiming so sensible, Li Qingyue was very relieved.

"Ming'er, don't walk around. I'll go to the city to ask if there is any empty bamboo for sale."

Li Qingyue gave an order and walked out of the practice room and went downstairs.

Song Yiming opened his eyes soon after she left, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Mother, go to find out the news, and I can't be idle."

Song Yiming muttered to himself, took out the insect nest he had just bought, and began to study it.

Although this explosive insect is only a first-level spirit insect, it is powerful. If used properly, it can be his killer.

Song Yiming's consciousness poured into the insect nest, and he saw twenty explosive insects sleeping in the insect nest.

Among them, a mother insect was huge, three times the size of a normal detonating insect, with a bulging abdomen, obviously already laying eggs.

Song Yiming knew that as long as he controlled the mother insect, he could control the entire insect nest.

He moved his spiritual power and probed the mother insect, wanting to refine it.

Boom!

The spiritual power poured into the insect nest, and immediately awakened the sleeping mother insect. A violent breath emanated from the insect nest.

Song Yiming was startled and quickly restrained his breath.

Under his control, the detonating insect gradually calmed down and was no longer violent.

"It was a close call, I almost detonated the detonating insect."

Song Yiming was still in shock, and did not dare to be careless again. He carefully controlled the detonating insect and flew out of the insect nest.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Twenty detonating insects, like red ribbons, flew in the training room.

Song Yiming controlled the insect mother, planted the mark, and connected his spiritual consciousness with the detonating insect mother.

Through the communication of spiritual consciousness, he knew the habits of the detonating insect.

Detonating insects, fearless of life and death, are as hard as iron, can self-detonate, and the power is enough to injure monks of the same level.

The power of self-detonation is related to the number. The more the number, the greater the power.

At the same time, the detonating insect can also devour spirit stones, store spiritual power in the body, and enhance the power of the explosion.

"This detonating insect is really not simple."

An hour later.

Song Yiming has completely mastered the detonating insect, reaching the level of using it like a finger arm.

"Detonating insect, explode!"

With a move in his mind, he detonated one of the detonating insects.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the stone door was directly blown to pieces, scaring the people outside.

"Who dares to cause trouble in Guangyuanzhai?"

A burly cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining rushed up from downstairs and saw the rubble all over the ground and Song Yiming.

"Boy, did you blow up the stone door?"

The burly cultivator stared at Song Yiming with a bad face.

"Sorry, I was practicing magic just now and lost control for a while. I will compensate you according to the price."

Song Yiming was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the power of the detonating insects would be so great.

Seeing that Song Yiming had a good attitude, the burly cultivator's face relaxed.

"So you practiced magic. Since you didn't mean it, I'll compensate you with ten spirit stones and let it go."

"Thank you."

Song Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took out ten spirit stones and handed them over.

The burly cultivator took the spirit stones and his face completely relaxed.

"Boy, be careful next time. This is Guangyuanzhai, not your backyard."

"Got it." Song Yiming smiled embarrassedly.

The burly monk snorted coldly and turned to walk downstairs.

Looking at the burly monk's back, Song Yiming's face gradually became solemn.

"The power of the explosive insects is greater than I expected. If there are really thousands of them, I'm afraid even the foundation-building monks can be injured."