Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"To be on the safe side, I'll go into the black teleportation array first and find out the situation."

"No."

Li Qingyue's face changed: "Patriarch, you are the pillar of the Song family, you must not take risks."

"Yes, Patriarch, let me go."

Song Yiming stood up with a firm look.

"I will go alone, even if I encounter danger, I can get out of it calmly."

"Mom, you take the patriarch away, I will go alone in the second half of the Purple Cloud Secret Realm."

Song Yiming knew that the strength of the old ghost in the painting was absolutely extraordinary, and if he was not careful, he would be doomed.

He has decided to enter the black teleportation array alone and leave the scroll in it forever.

Only in this way can he eliminate future troubles.

"No, we have to go together."

"Mom, don't worry, I will be careful."

"But..."

Li Qingyue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Song Yiming.

"Okay, mother, you don't need to persuade me, I have made up my mind."

"Yiming, you..."

Song Luoyun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally sighed.

"In that case, be careful. If you encounter danger, don't be stubborn."

"I understand."

Song Yiming nodded.

"Everyone, this trip to the secret realm ends here, we will withdraw immediately."

"What? Withdraw now?"

"Chief, we finally got here..."

Everyone looked puzzled and found it difficult to accept.

"This is an order."

"Don't you want to disobey?"

Song Luoyun's face sank. He had a hunch that the black teleportation array might be more dangerous than he imagined.

This hunch had accompanied him for many years and saved the family from danger many times.

"I dare not."

Everyone trembled and bowed in response.

The white teleportation array can only be entered but not exited, so it is indeed impossible to go.

The black teleportation array has a faint smell of corpse evil, which is probably not a good place.

In this case, it is meaningless to stay.

"Let's go!"

Song Luoyun raised his hand and a spirit boat appeared out of thin air, and everyone entered in a line.

Soon, the Song clan members left the secret realm one after another, leaving only Song Yiming alone.

"Hehehe, kid, you are too cautious. This black teleportation array is a great opportunity for me. It's a pity to send my clan members away."

At this time, the voice of the old ghost in the painting suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Senior, although the opportunity is good, you must be alive to enjoy it."

"Hehehe, don't worry, with me here, I guarantee you won't die."

"Hurry up and enter the black teleportation array, I can't wait."

The old ghost in the painting urged, a little anxious.

"Okay."

Song Yiming agreed and walked towards the black teleportation array.

Now, he has been forced to do something, and there is no way back.

Buzz!

The next moment, Song Yiming felt that the stars were moving, the sky was spinning, and he appeared in a tomb.

As far as the eye can see, there are corpses everywhere, piled up like a mountain, emitting a terrifying corpse gas.

"What is this place?"

Song Yiming looked around with a solemn expression.

These corpses, men and women, old and young, who have been dead for an unknown period of time, are covered with green hair, which is very creepy.

A stone door is hidden in the pile of corpses, and a stream of corpse evil spirits are constantly gushing out of the stone door.

The scene in front of him is too weird, making him feel creepy.

"Boy, this is a Feng Shui treasure land."

"Do you see that stone door? As long as you push the stone door open, you can get a great opportunity from this seat!"

The old ghost in the painting laughed grimly, full of fanaticism.

"Great opportunity?"

Song Yiming frowned.

I saw that on the stone door, there were carved hideous ghost faces, with fangs and claws, as if they were going to choose someone to devour.

Talismans were pasted on the stone door, emitting purple air like sunrise, suppressing the ghost faces one by one.

These talismans were very old, their power was greatly reduced, and there were signs of collapse.

"Senior, what is behind this stone door?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, open the stone door quickly."

The old ghost in the painting urged, a little impatient.

"Okay."

"Tear off the talisman, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!"

Song Yiming ignored the old ghost in the painting, but came to the stone door and reached out to grab the talisman.

Hiss!

The next moment, a purple talisman was torn off by Song Yiming, and the strange ghost face howled to the sky, with signs of rushing out.

"Boy, don't be afraid, keep tearing, tear it all off!"

At this time, the old ghost in the painting had a distorted face, a ferocious look, and bloodshot eyes. How could he still look like an immortal?

"Senior, if I were you, I would be more honest."

Song Yiming sneered after taking a look at the talisman, and looked down at the old ghost in the painting.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The old ghost in the painting trembled all over, and had a bad premonition.

Song Yiming's performance was too calm, which made it smell a hint of danger.

"Senior, you have been deliberate and tricked me to come here, isn't it just to release the thing behind the stone door?"

"As long as I release this thing, I will become its blood food and die without a burial place, right?"

Song Yiming said word by word.

"You...how do you know?"

The old ghost in the painting widened his eyes, a little unbelievable.

This plan is flawless, how could Song Yiming see through it?

"Hehe, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

"Senior, do you really think I, Song Yiming, am a three-year-old child?"

Song Yiming sneered, his face full of sarcasm.

From the moment the old ghost in the painting appeared, he knew that the other party had no good intentions.

However, fearing the old ghost's strength, he had to pretend to be submissive.

"Boy, I underestimated you."

"But even if you know this, what can you do?"

"Open the seal obediently, otherwise, I will make you want to live but not die!"

The old ghost in the painting looked ferocious and threatened.

At this point, there is no need to continue pretending.

Although he is a remnant soul, he is still more than enough to deal with Song Yiming, who is in the early stage of foundation building.

"Can't live but not die?"

"Senior, you seem to have forgotten one thing, your life and death are in my hands."

Song Yiming smiled slightly and looked at the talisman in his hand.

Although the rank of this talisman cannot be seen, it is not difficult to see from the purple air from the east that it must be an extraordinary treasure.

With this talisman, he does not believe that he cannot cure the old ghost in the painting.

"You... don't mess around, we can discuss it if there is anything."

The face of the old ghost in the painting changed drastically, and he was a little terrified.

This talisman is called "Purple Sky Demon Suppression Talisman", which is specially used to restrain evil ghosts. Even in its heyday, it was very afraid of it, let alone now.

"Discuss? Okay, how do you want to discuss it?"

Song Yiming asked with a smile, waiting for the old ghost to continue.

"Boy, as long as you open the seal, I will teach you the supreme method and let you become an immortal. What do you think?"

"I also have a beautiful female corpse, as beautiful as a country. As long as you let me out, this female corpse of the Nascent Soul will belong to you."

"You can play it however you want. You will enjoy the good fortune and be in ecstasy."

The old ghost in the painting is persuading and throwing baits.

"Supreme method? Female corpse of the Nascent Soul?"

"Haha, senior, you should keep it for yourself."