Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

The resources in the Northern Cold Region are much stronger than those in the State of Zhao. After a round of wandering, Song Yiming found an uninhabited spiritual vein.

This spiritual vein is located in a remote location with few people. Only a group of second-level snow foxes occupy it.

Song Yiming killed the snow fox, occupied the second-level spiritual vein, began to arrange the formation, and temporarily settled a group of tribesmen here.

"Yixue, you go and arrange some tribesmen to open up the cave house. I will go out for a trip next."

"Okay, Great Elder."

Song Yixue nodded, and took the tribesmen to start building the cave house.

After everything was ready, Song Yiming went out alone to find three materials to refine the Cold Bamboo Sword.

Mermaid Tears and Ice Soul Stone are extremely precious and almost impossible to buy in the trading market.

As for the third thing, the body of the Cold Bamboo Hidden Insect, he learned the information in a market.

"Daoyou, if you want to find Hanzhu Hidden Bug, you can go to Hanzhu Mountain."

"There is an old Yuanying monster on the mountain, named Hanzhu Zhenjun. I heard that the spiritual insect he raises is Hanzhu Hidden Bug."

"But that person has a weird personality. It may take some effort to ask for the spiritual insect."

This stall owner has been in the North Cold Region and is very well-informed.

Song Yiming took a map and followed the route marked on it, bypassing several cities and coming to Hanzhu Mountain.

Northern Icefield, Hanzhu Mountain.

Hanzhu Mountain is a fourth-level spiritual vein located in the east of Fengyao County and is shrouded in cold fog all year round.

It is said that this Hanzhu Zhenjun does not like to deal with people and has rejected many sects' solicitations. He is still a casual cultivator.

In order to avoid being discovered by Fengyao Sect, Song Yiming lowered his cultivation level, transformed into a foundation-building cultivator, and set foot on Hanzhu Mountain.

"Another one, isn't he here to become my disciple?"

"Hahahaha, you better leave quickly, or you'll make a wasted trip."

Along the way, many cultivators gathered together, but Song Yiming ignored them and kept moving forward.

There was a wooden bridge at the entrance, hidden in the mist, as if it was an unknown front.

"My daughter Zhou Qiao, may I ask your name, fellow Taoist?"

As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, a graceful girl wearing a white mink coat stopped Song Yiming.

This girl's cultivation was not high, she was in the early stage of foundation building, her face was pretty, and there was a bit of innocence between her eyebrows.

"My surname is Song." Song Yiming replied casually, "Fairy Zhou hesitated, what are you waiting for?"

Zhou Qiao looked embarrassed and bit her lips lightly.

"Master Hanzhu has set a rule that as long as someone can successfully break the formation and enter Hanzhu Mountain, he will accept that person as his disciple."

"I am not talented, but I want to give it a try, but..."

After hearing this, Song Yiming realized that this person wanted to become his disciple.

The news that Master Yuanying accepted disciples spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. These cultivators all hoped that one day, Master Hanzhu would take a fancy to them.

"Oh? Then why don't you go up the mountain?"

"To be honest, this mountain protection formation is called Qianzhu Suohantian. Even a Jindan Zhenren would find it difficult to get out."

"If you force your way in and fail to get out of the formation within an hour, you will be attacked by the cold air and nothing will be left of your body."

"To be honest with you, I tried it once, and the result... I was frozen into an ice sculpture and almost died."

Zhou Qiao was originally smiling, but when she talked about this, the smile on her face froze, and she was still afraid.

"Oh? Then how did you get out?"

Song Yiming raised his eyebrows, showing a curious look.

Zhou Qiao hesitated for a moment, and took out a blue hemp rope from the storage bag.

"This thing is called the Ice Silkworm Rope. It is a top-grade spiritual weapon that can resist the cold air in the world."

"I entered the formation and walked for half an hour before being attacked by the cold air. Fortunately, a fellow Taoist tied me up with a rope and dragged me out of the formation."

"Fellow Taoist Song, if you also want to become my disciple, I can lend you this Ice Silkworm Rope. It can be said that we are destined to be together."

After Zhou Qiao finished speaking, he tied the Ice Silkworm Rope around Song Yiming's waist.

This action immediately made several male cultivators on the side show jealous looks.

"This ice silk rope is the life-saving item of Fairy Zhou, but she actually lent it to a stranger."

"Yes, this guy surnamed Song is tall and strong. Could it be that Fairy Zhou favored him because of his appearance?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Fairy. I appreciate it."

Song Yiming took a few steps and untied the ice silk rope, throwing it casually in Zhou Qiao's hand.

"The hemp rope is too thick and limits the speed. I don't like it."

"This token is a gift. If you are in danger, you can crush it. If I am nearby, I will show up to see you."

Song Yiming threw it casually, and a green light fell on Zhou Qiao's hand.

Then, the figure flashed and rushed to the large formation in front, leaving Zhou Qiao and a few cultivators staring at each other.

"Ah? Fellow Daoist Song, he...he just went in like that?"

"Is this kid crazy? The Thousand Bamboos Locking Frost Sky is a fourth-level formation. An average cultivator can't survive more than half an hour."

"Yes, that Song guy, if he can't get out of the formation, he will be frozen into an ice sculpture sooner or later."