Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Song Yiming's face changed drastically, and he stretched out his hands to grab the purple tripod.

However, he was still a step too late!

Whoosh!

The purple tripod turned into a purple light, rushed out of the mine, and flew up along the water.

"Damn it, why did this purple tripod suddenly fly away? Could it be that it has already produced a spirit?"

Song Yiming was shocked and angry. He put away the spirit insect, jumped up, and chased after it. Zi Yan did not dare to neglect it and followed closely.

This purple tripod contains a lot of sunrise purple energy. If it can be refined, its strength will definitely increase greatly. Isn't it a pity to let it escape?

The two of them chased it with all their strength, and after a while, they rushed out of the Fountain of Youth.

Boom!

The purple tripod flew into the sky and crashed into the stone house in the center of the spring!

Creak!

The door opened without wind, and a purple light flashed and disappeared into the house.

"Hmm? This purple tripod wants to escape into the stone house. Is there any relationship between the two?"

The stone house is very strange and cannot be penetrated by spiritual consciousness. Even the Taiyin Golden Centipede is in awe of it and dare not cross the line.

So at first, Yuquan Zhenren and others did not deliberately enter the stone house to search. They just paid a little attention and then stopped paying attention.

I just remembered this matter and felt that there might be a mystery hidden in this stone house.

"Forget it, we have come here. No matter what, we can't let the purple tripod escape!"

"I want this treasure!"

Song Yiming made up his mind and urged the escape method to chase after the purple tripod. After a few breaths, he arrived in front of the stone house.

As soon as he rushed into the stone house, there was a gust of cold wind, covering his whole body, and his spiritual power disappeared instantly, and the whole person fell from mid-air.

Zi Yan also flew in and fell on him, and the warm fragrance and soft jade filled his nose.

"What's going on here?"

"My spiritual power seems to be forcibly imprisoned by some kind of restriction!"

Song Yiming was shocked, pushed Zi Yan away, stood up from the ground, looked around, and his face suddenly changed.

Inside the stone house, there were nine copper pillars, three feet high, engraved with runes, emitting spiritual light, like a dancing spirit snake.

On each copper pillar, there was a ghost baby tied, upside down, hanging upside down on a golden hook, all black, skin and bones, and the face could not be seen clearly.

Wuwuwawa!

Nine ghost babies made ghost cries, sharp and piercing, captivating people, making people upset and restless.

All the spiritual power disappeared, and even the spiritual consciousness was suppressed to the lowest, only covering a range of ten feet.

"Ghost babies cry blood, spirit pillars calm the soul!"

"This formation, could it be...Nine ghosts seize the soul formation!"

Song Yiming's pupils shrank, and he suddenly thought of a ghost formation recorded in ancient books.

The Nine Ghosts Soul-stealing Formation requires the sacrifice of nine Nascent Soul cultivators, and then the use of secret methods to restrain their souls and refine them into ghost infants before the formation can be deployed.

Once refined, it can form a soul-stealing formation that traps people's spiritual power, blocks the void, suppresses spiritual consciousness, and kills the enemy.

"No wonder my spiritual power was forcibly imprisoned. It turns out that there is a fourth-level formation here!"

"I don't know who these nine Nascent Soul cultivators are. They have their souls imprisoned and refined into ghost infants. They will live forever and never reincarnate!"

Song Yiming was secretly shocked and winked at Zi Yan. The two stood back to back and looked around vigilantly.

Soon, he found that the purple tripod was hovering over a wellhead, constantly hitting the restrictions on it, making a thumping sound, as if it wanted to enter the well.

"Why is there an ancient well here?"

"Could it be..."

Song Yiming frowned, and his heart became more and more strange. He moved and came to the ancient well.

This ancient well, with moss growing all over its mouth and talismans all over it, came from the well with strong suction, swallowing everything.

"The mouth of the well... is actually made of Kongming stone, which is a necessary space material for making a teleportation array!"

"Also, how come the shape of this well is exactly the same as the ancient well that Su Qingxue fell into before she died?"

During the game of divine thoughts, he saw clearly that when Su Qingxue's body died, she fell into an ancient well and entered the underworld.

That well is almost exactly the same as the one in front of him!

"Could it be that this ancient well can connect the two worlds?"

As soon as this thought came to Song Yiming's mind, the purple tripod had already broken through the restriction, and with a whoosh, it flew into the well and disappeared.

"Damn it, this purple tripod really escaped into the well!"

"It's a pity that the spiritual power is suppressed and can't cope with the spatial turbulence, otherwise I would definitely chase it down and see!"

Song Yiming hated it, but he could do nothing but watch the purple tripod fall into the well.

Swish!

A black light shot out from the door, as fast as lightning, and attacked the throat.

"Not good!"

Song Yiming was shocked and dodged quickly, trying to avoid the attack.

But his spiritual power was imprisoned, and his reaction speed dropped greatly. He felt his throat cold and was tightly held by a jade hand.

"Don't move, if you move again, I will crush your throat!"

A delicate shout sounded in his ears, cold as frost, and murderous intent.

A female figure stood behind him, and under the mask, she revealed a beautiful face, almond eyes, peach cheeks, fair skin, and beautiful.

But this female ghost exuded a chilling aura, and her hands were like pliers, holding his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Su Qingxue, it's you!"

Song Yiming's pupils shrank, and he recognized the other person's identity from this pretty face.

"Humph, you are quite courageous, daring to break into Youdu City, steal treasures, and call me by my name!"

"Tell me, where did you hide the Golden Centipede? Hand it over immediately, and I can leave you with an intact body!"

Su Qingxue's almond eyes were filled with evil, and she waved her jade hand, throwing him out directly, and smashing him against the wall with a bang.

"Ahem..."

Song Yiming climbed up from the rubble, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his expression extremely ferocious.

Since he started cultivating immortals, he has never been so embarrassed. Being thrown around like a dead dog by a woman is simply a great shame!

"King Youdu, no wonder you wear a mask. You have been fooled around by men, your family has been destroyed, and you have no face to see people, right?"

"Is your look right?"

Song Yiming mocked while observing the surroundings, trying to find Su Qingxue's weakness.

But he was destined to be disappointed.

"In my life, I hate men wearing purple clothes the most. The last one has been castrated by me, made into a human stick, and soaked in a dung bucket for thousands of years!"

Su Qingxue looked cold, came to a wooden barrel, stretched out her hand, took out a whitened corpse, and threw it on the ground.

The body had all its facial features destroyed, no roots under its body, and its limbs were cut off. The bucket was full of dung water, emitting a monstrous stench that was disgusting.

"Could this man be your fiancé, the top scholar who married into the princess's mansion?"

"That's right, you woman, you have a heart as vicious as a scorpion, and you look like a fairy, so what, which man dares to marry you?"

Song Yiming said sarcastically, and his figure kept moving, quietly came to the ancient well, ready to jump into the well to escape.

"So what?"

"If you don't tell me the whereabouts of the Taiyin Golden Centipede, I'll let you taste the feeling of being worse than death!"

Su Qingxue's eyes turned cold, and she used her jade hands to crush the mummy's head with a snap, and threw it aside like trash.

Then, she waved her jade hands and summoned a bronze mirror from the stone table, which turned into a beam of light and shone on the mummy.

Buzz!