Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Qiuyue Fairy circulated her mind and gradually merged with Song Yiming's spiritual power, gathering the second imperial seal and adding it to the Taiyin Golden Centipede's Yuanshen.

"The two seals merge into one, press it down!"

Song Yiming was delighted and immediately controlled the two imperial seals to suppress it.

Unfortunately, this Taiyin Golden Centipede has a divine thought left by the Ghost King, which constantly impacts the imperial seal, making it unable to be completely stable.

"Damn it, this Youdu King actually left a trace of divine thought in the Taiyin Golden Centipede's Yuanshen."

This Taiyin Golden Centipede is a spiritual insect raised by Youdu King. There is a divine thought in the sea of ​​consciousness to prevent it from betraying.

As long as the divine thought is not extinguished, Song Yiming cannot subdue it.

Fairy Qiuyue also discovered the clues and frowned slightly: "Fellow Daoist Song, what should we do now?"

"There is no other way, we can only erase this divine thought by force."

Song Yiming gritted his teeth, pinched his hands to seal, urged the power of divine consciousness, poured into the Taiyin Golden Centipede's sea of ​​consciousness, and bombarded the divine thought.

Boom!

After a loud bang, countless memory crystals exploded one after another, turning into beams of light, pouring into Song Yiming's eyebrows.

"This is... the memory of King Youdu!"

In the courtyard of a wealthy family, a young girl was sitting on a stone bench, flipping through books.

"Could this girl be King Youdu when he was a child?"

Just as Song Yiming was puzzled, the picture flashed, and a maid jumped and ran over.

"Miss, the master has arranged a marriage for you. He is the son of the Li family in the city. You have met him. We played hide-and-seek together when we were young."

"That son Li is a playboy all day long. He is ignorant and unskillful. I will not marry him."

The girl in green curled her lips with a look of disgust.

The little maid giggled: "What kind of man does the young lady like?"

"As for me, the husband I want to marry must be a great hero who stands tall and upright, just like in the books, holding a long sword and slaying demons!"

The girl put her hands on her hips, looking longing.

"Miss, are you reading those idle books again? How can there be such a good husband? They are all made up in the books."

"How is it made up? The books say that great heroes fall from the sky. Maybe my future husband will also fall from the sky."

"Forget it, I won't tell you this. Let's go. Let's go out for a walk. I heard that the peach blossoms in the temple outside the city are blooming. They are so beautiful."

The girl in green laughed tenderly, pinched the maid's face, and walked out of the courtyard.

Song Yiming looked at the backs of the two people, and became more and more curious. What did King Youdu experience to become what he is now?

The scene flashed, and they came to a dilapidated temple. The girl in green pulled the little maid and knelt in front of the statue, clasping her hands together with a pious face.

"God bless me, I don't ask for great wealth and honor, I just ask for a good man to accompany me and spend the rest of my life with me."

The girl prayed devoutly and opened her beautiful eyes, only to see an old man in Taoist robes appear at the door of the temple, holding a long sword and covered in blood.

"Ah, you... who are you?"

The girl in green was startled and got up quickly.

"I am a poor Taoist fortune teller. I went down the mountain to practice. When I passed by here, I was attacked by a tiger and was seriously injured. I hope you can save me."

The old man in Taoist robes covered his chest, blood kept oozing out, and his face was pale.

"So you are the Taoist priest. My name is Su Qingxue, and this is my maid Xiaohong. Come on, I will help you to rest in the temple."

In the temple, Su Qingxue stepped forward to help, bandaged the divine fortune teller's wound, and handed him a water bag.

"Thank you for saving my life, young lady. I don't have much to thank you for, so I will tell you a fortune for free."

"Fortune telling? Okay, I want to tell you about my marriage."

Su Qingxue became interested.

"Young lady, spread your palms."

The divine fortune teller nodded, glanced at him, and his face suddenly changed: "You... you are born with a bad fate, and you will not live beyond the age of 20!"

"What!"

Su Qingxue's delicate body trembled, and her face turned pale.

"How could the young lady be a short-lived ghost? You... don't talk nonsense!"

Xiaohong, who was standing next to him, also pouted, looking unhappy.

"I never lie. You are born with a bad fate, and you are easily noticed by evil spirits. If no one protects you, you will definitely die young."

The divine fortune teller shook his head, looking solemn.

Su Qingxue was so frightened that her face turned pale. She grabbed the other person's sleeve tightly: "Then...then what should I do? Taoist priest, you have to save me."

"It's difficult, there is no cure, but in your destiny, there is a destined lover. If you can find him and marry him, you can save your life."

"The destined lover? How...how to find him? What does he look like and where is his home?"

Su Qingxue was so anxious that she almost cried. Wouldn't he really die young?

"I don't know, this person has a special fate. He is about the same age as you. He is surrounded by purple air and has good luck. Miss, please pay more attention to him in the future."

"Thank you very much, Taoist priest."

Su Qingxue was so lost and confused that she didn't even hear the Taoist priest's farewell.

"Miss, the Taoist priest's nonsense, why did you take it seriously?"

On the way back to the mansion, the maid Xiaohong curled her lips with disbelief.

"It is better to believe it than not to believe it. Xiaohong, where do you think the purple air is the most abundant in the world?"

"Of course it is the capital. The place where the emperor lives must be filled with purple air and good fortune."

"Then let's go to the capital!"

"Ah? Miss, you are really looking for it. What if you can't find it?"

"If you can't find it, just treat it as a trip. Anyway, I don't want to marry Mr. Li."

"Miss, you are wise!"

The master and servant returned to the mansion, packed their bags, and sneaked out of the mansion early the next morning and headed straight for the capital.

Along the way, Su Qingxue encountered many strange things.

First, they encountered a group of robbers who blocked the master and servant in the woods, but suddenly a group of soldiers rushed out and captured the robbers.

Then, they encountered a flash flood and the two almost died, but were unexpectedly rescued from the water by a scholar.

"Miss, since we met that Taoist priest, we have been unlucky. Could it be that the Taoist priest used some magic to deliberately harm us?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the Taoist priest is not that kind of person, we just happened to meet him."

Su Qingxue glared at the maid, but she believed more and more that she was really born with a sinister fate.

"Two girls, are you going to the capital?"

The scholar cupped his hands, with a curious look on his face.

"Yes, the young master is also going to the capital?"

Su Qingxue nodded and found that although the man's clothes were torn, he was wearing a purple robe, and judging from his age, he was about the same age as her, and her heart was immediately moved.

"I was going to the capital to take the exam, but I didn't expect to encounter a mountain torrent, and my luggage was all scattered. Now I'm embarrassed to go into the city in this state."

"It's just right, we are going to the capital too, let's go together, and I will cover all the expenses on the road."

Su Qingxue smiled slightly, and made up her mind to test this man.

If this man is really the man of destiny, I will take him as my husband, if not, just make a friend.

"This... How can I be embarrassed."

The scholar was excited and pretended to refuse.

"Just consider it as repaying the young master for saving my life."

Along the way, Su Qingxue kept testing and found that this man was well-read, eloquent, and would definitely help when he saw injustice.

"This man is upright, which is exactly what the Taoist said. Could he be my destined man?"

Su Qingxue was secretly happy, and her good impression of the scholar rose sharply.