Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun licked his lips, somewhat impatient. He even thought about the expression of the female disciple of Yuling Sect when she was abused.

"Okay, let's do it as Brother Sun said."

A fierce light flashed in Wang's eyes, and he was about to get angry.

After the two of them finished discussing, they saw that the female cultivator in blue suddenly stopped and waved at them.

"My two Taoist friends, may I ask how to get to Yuling Sect?"

Song Yiming activated the Lingyin Pearl, changed his voice, and asked the two of them.

This is the first time I came to Yunzhong County. I am not familiar with the terrain. There are locals here, so I can ask them.

"Yuling Sect? Go north from here, it's more than a thousand miles away."

Wang's robbery cultivator frowned. A disciple of Yuling Sect didn't know how to get to the sect?

However, although he was suspicious in his heart, he kept a calm face, for fear of alerting the other party.

"Thank you, both of you!"

Song Yiming bowed and smiled, turned around and was about to leave.

"Fairy, you're welcome. We're just going in that direction. Why don't you go together? You can take care of me on the way."

"Yes, fairy, there are many robbery cultivators ahead. You're alone, I'm afraid it will be dangerous."

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun suddenly smiled. Female disciples of the Yuling Sect are rare. He doesn't want to miss such a fair and tender female cultivator.

"Two Taoist friends, I'll be disrespectful to refuse such a kind invitation."

Song Yiming looked strange. These two guys had flashing eyes and fake smiles. It was obvious that they had bad intentions.

However, he didn't expose them. If they judged people by appearance and wronged good people, it would be embarrassing.

"Okay, fairy, please!"

The robbery cultivator surnamed Wang was overjoyed and hurried forward to lead the way. The Taoist priest surnamed Sun kept looking for topics to get close to him.

Song Yiming chatted with them. As the sky gradually darkened, the three of them came to a remote valley.

"My two Taoist friends, there is no village or shop in the distance. Isn't this place too remote?"

"Besides, at our flying speed, we should have reached the Yuling Sect, right?"

"Haha, fairy, you are right. This place is indeed remote, so don't leave!"

"Spirit-trapping talisman, go!"

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun grinned, and a yellow talisman swelled in the wind, turning into a yellow rope, which tied Song Yiming tightly.

The Spirit-trapping talisman, a first-level high-quality talisman, can trap a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining for several breaths after being activated.

Although it is worth a lot, at this moment, in order to kill people and seize treasures, he can't care much.

"My two friends, what does this mean?"

Song Yiming did not dodge, and let the yellow rope tie him up. His expression was calm, without any panic.

The two robbers thought that the other party was scared and didn't care.

"What do you mean? Hehe, we two brothers want to borrow the storage bag. Fairy, are you willing?"

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun smiled obscenely, rubbed his hands, and kept scanning the delicate body, as if looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Brother Wang, why are you talking so much nonsense? This person has been trapped by me. Let's grab the storage bag first, and then have fun."

The robber cultivator surnamed Wang sneered, walked towards Song Yiming, and took down three storage bags.

Glancing at it, he took off another green-skinned gourd, opened the stopper, and a smell of wine came to his nose.

"Good stuff, second-level spiritual wine, probably more than ten pounds, this time I'm rich."

"Brother Wang, this female cultivator is also quite pretty. Let's drink this wine together and have fun again, how about it?"

"Haha, just what I want, come on, drink!"

The robber cultivator surnamed Wang pulled out the stopper of the gourd, drank a sip, and felt comfortable all over, and his magic power surged, and he couldn't help but shouting.

"It's my turn."

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun swallowed his saliva, grabbed the green-skinned gourd, put it to his mouth, and drank several mouthfuls before he stopped.

Song Yiming, who was about to take action, saw that the two had drunk the spiritual wine and looked strange, so he sat back.

This green jade wine was infused with blood-sucking insects. He wanted to see what expressions the two would have after the poison took effect.

Bang, bang, bang!

The robbery cultivator surnamed Wang had just finished drinking the wine when he suddenly felt his heart beating faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay. Maybe the spiritual power is too much and I can't absorb it for a while. Help me sit down and rest for a while, and I'll be fine."

"Then you rest, I'll taste the taste of the female disciple of the Yuling Sect first."

As soon as the robbery cultivator surnamed Wang sat down, the Taoist priest surnamed Sun couldn't wait to walk towards Song Yiming, with an even more obscene smile on his face.

"Girl, don't look at me like that. When we're done having fun, we'll send you off. I promise you won't feel any pain."

"Here, take this packet of Hehuan Powder. After you take it, I promise you'll feel like you're in heaven. Be obedient, hahahaha!"

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun grinned, took out a white paper bag, pinched Song Yiming's chin, and was about to pour in the Hehuan Powder.

Boom!

A thunder exploded!

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun was frightened, and his hands trembled, and the Hehuan Powder fell all over the floor.

"Damn it, who is using thunder talismans in the middle of the night? I'm scared to death."

"Brother Sun, look at the sky, it seems there are calamity clouds!"

The robbery cultivator surnamed Wang suddenly changed his expression, pointed at the sky, and screamed loudly.

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun looked up and saw the dark calamity clouds, which were condensed and did not disperse. Arcs of electricity were jumping in the clouds, making crackling sounds.

"Jieyun, is there someone going through a tribulation here?"

"No, this thunder tribulation is so strange, the spiritual energy fluctuations are so weak, and the range is so small?"

While the two were surprised, a white spiritual ginseng shot straight into the sky, emitting a hazy white light, illuminating the area of ​​ten feet in radius.

This spiritual ginseng is about one foot high, carved from white jade, with three spiritual leaves on the top, fluttering in the wind, and covered with tiny roots, like a human figure.

"This is... a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng!"

"Impossible, the spiritual energy here is so thin, how can there be a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng?"

The robbery cultivator surnamed Wang was shocked, pointing at the phantom of the spiritual plant, stammering, and unable to speak clearly.

As long as the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng survives the heavenly tribulation, its roots will be spiritual and turn into jade feet, and the spiritual leaves on the top will turn into jade hands, and it will turn into a spiritual ginseng doll.

That is a fourth-level spiritual medicine, priceless, even a Yuanying Zhenjun will definitely go crazy for it.

"We've made it, we've really made it this time. As long as we catch the spiritual ginseng doll, we won't have to worry about the resources to cultivate to the foundation!"

"Even the golden elixir is possible!"

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun was excited and flushed. He even forgot about the beauty and wanted to catch the spiritual ginseng immediately.

"Brother Sun, no, the spiritual ginseng is undergoing the tribulation at this time. We can't disturb it, otherwise the heavenly tribulation will affect us."

"Wait until the heavenly tribulation is over, when it is the weakest. Only then can we make a move and be sure of nothing."

The robbery cultivator surnamed Wang held his companion, his eyes were fiery, and he stared at the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, fearing that it would run away.

"Brother Wang is still thoughtful. I will set up a formation to prevent the spiritual ginseng from escaping."

The Taoist priest surnamed Sun suppressed his greed, took out the formation flag, hit it into the ground, and hid his figure.

Song Yiming watched coldly. These two people were really bold and dared to even think about the thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng.

However, since they were already poisoned, they would not be able to survive for long. Once the heavenly calamity passed, they would be pierced with intestines and stomachs, in excruciating pain.

Boom!

A lightning bolt as thick as a thigh cut through the sky and struck the spiritual ginseng.

The thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng shook lightly, and a tiny tentacle separated from its roots, facing the lightning bolt.