Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Nascent Soul Technique!

The entire Song family doesn't have a copy, only the seven clans and five surnames have it!

And now, they have it too!

"With these techniques, my Song family will surely rise!"

"Yes!"

Every member of the Song family was excited and blushing!

These collateral disciples couldn't even imagine that they could practice Nascent Soul Technique in this life!

But now, Song Yiming has taken out several techniques for people to practice!

How can they not be excited?

"Okay, don't be excited."

"Deal with these corpses, don't dirty the Tibetan Merit Pavilion."

Song Yiming waved his hand to calm everyone down.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison and began to deal with the corpses.

After a while, the Tibetan Merit Pavilion was restored to its original state. Except for some bloody smell, there was no trace of any battle.

Song Yiming bowed deeply in front of the Transmission Monument.

This time, he was able to obtain the "Purple Cloud Sutra" thanks to the Transmission Monument.

If it weren't for the Zi Yang Zhenjun teaching him the skills, he would probably still be in the Qi Refining Stage, and it would be impossible for him to build his foundation so early.

"Thank you, Senior Zi Yang!"

"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely help you settle the grudge between you and the Bei Ming Holy Land!"

Song Yiming was grateful in his heart, and bowed three times again to the power transmission monument.

Although there was a huge gap between him and the Bei Ming Holy Land, since he had promised Zi Yang Zhenjun, he must do it!

What's more, he had the "Purple Cloud Sutra" and unlimited potential. He might have the opportunity to flatten the Bei Ming Holy Land!

At this time, the power transmission monument suddenly trembled slightly, and a line of large characters appeared on the monument.

"My inheritance has not been in vain."

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the power transmission monument shattered, turned into dots of starlight, and dissipated in the air.

Song Yiming's expression was stern, and he bowed deeply to the starlight again.

"Senior, have a good journey."

The rest of the clansmen also saluted with respectful expressions.

Although they had never met the senior in the passing monument, he left many skills in the hidden pavilion for people to practice.

This kindness is as heavy as Mount Tai!

"Hey, this is..."

Song Yiming stood up and suddenly found that there was a small purple sword lying quietly where the passing monument disappeared.

The sword body was cold, emitting a touch of purple light, and two small words were engraved on the hilt.

Zi Yang!

"Is this sword a relic of the senior?"

Song Yiming's heart moved, and he reached out to pick up the flying sword and was about to activate it.

The spiritual power poured in, but it disappeared without a trace like a drop in the ocean.

"Can't activate it?"

Song Yiming scratched his head and injected spiritual power again, but the result was the same.

However, the throbbing from the sword became stronger and stronger. He could clearly feel that this flying sword was not ordinary!

At least, it was also at the level of a magic weapon!

A magic weapon is one level higher than a spiritual weapon, and only a Jindan Zhenren can drive it!

Each magic weapon is extremely powerful and can easily kill the foundation building!

"Maybe I don't have enough spiritual power to activate it."

"Forget it, I'll study it slowly when I have time in the future."

Song Yiming said in his heart and put away the small sword.

No matter what, this is a magic weapon, and it will definitely be of great use in the future!

At this time, Li Qingyue came over and looked at Song Yiming, with a face that was about to say something.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Ming'er, you have already established your foundation and are very powerful. This position of elder..."

Li Qingyue gritted her teeth and said what she thought.

According to the clan rules, anyone who has reached the foundation building and has the blood of the Song family can be an elder!

Her son now meets both requirements, so he is naturally qualified to become an elder of the Song family!

"Mom, this matter is not urgent, let's leave here first and meet up with the clan leader."

After that, Song Yiming took Li Qingyue and planned to leave the Canggong Pavilion.

But when he came to the first floor, he suddenly stopped, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the portrait on the stone wall.

"Strange!"

"If I remember correctly, the purple-clothed old man in the painting should have his hands behind his back, but now, why is he turned around?"

Song Yiming frowned slightly, looking at the portrait, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.

As a cultivator, his memory is far better than that of ordinary people, and he will never forget what he has seen.

Originally, the purple-clothed old man had his back to everyone, but now, he is facing everyone with a smile on his face.

"Could it be that there is something strange about this portrait?"

Song Yiming's heart moved, he took a step forward, and reached out to touch the portrait.

"Hehe, little guy, you finally found me."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded in Song Yiming's mind.

"Who?!"

Song Yiming's expression changed, his body quickly dodged, and at the same time, his spiritual power surged, and he looked around vigilantly.

But there was no one around, only his mother Li Qingyue, standing there with a blank face, obviously not hearing the voice just now.

"Boy, stop looking. I'm here."

The hoarse voice sounded again, and the purple-clothed old man in the portrait opened and closed his mouth in sync with the voice.

Song Yiming's face changed, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, looking at the portrait with a vigilant face.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is whether you want to obtain my inheritance?"

The hoarse voice sounded again, with a hint of temptation.

"Inheritance?"

Song Yiming frowned.

Good guy!

He just obtained the inheritance of Ziyang Zhenjun from the stone tablet, and another one came so soon?

How many inheritances are hidden in this hidden power pavilion?

"Little guy, don't be nervous. I am an elder of Ziyun Sect. How could I harm you?"

"If you agree to accept the inheritance, I will give you an opportunity. How about it?"

The hoarse voice sounded slowly, with a hint of temptation.

However, Song Yiming did not agree immediately, but took a deep look at the portrait.

His spiritual awareness increased greatly, and he realized that the purple-clothed old man in the painting no longer had the original immortal style.

Instead, he had a weird face, his eyes were glowing, and his face was full of corpse gas, like a ghost!

How could this be a portrait of an immortal?

"Little guy, my patience is limited. Do you agree or not?"

Seeing Song Yiming silent, the hoarse voice sounded again, with a hint of impatience in his tone.

"Senior, why don't you tell me first what the specific inheritance is? If it is suitable, I will definitely not refuse."

Song Yiming cupped his hands, with a respectful face.

Regardless of whether the other party is a human or a ghost, his cultivation is absolutely terrifying, and he cannot provoke him.

"Hehe, okay, then I'll tell you."

"This Purple Cloud Secret Realm is actually a blessed land. Before I die, I'll leave all my life's collections here."

"As long as you agree to inherit my legacy, I'll give you all the treasures, how about it?"

A hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"All the treasures?"

Song Yiming's eyes flashed, but he didn't agree immediately, but asked again.

"Senior, I don't know what your treasure is?"

"Hehe, this treasure is naturally the purple air from the east. You must need the "Purple Cloud Sutra" you practiced!"

Song Yiming's face changed when he heard this.

How did the other party know this?

"Little guy, don't be surprised. This "Purple Cloud Sutra" is the old man's practice method. After you practice it, I can naturally sense it."

"It's just..."