Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Deng Hongxie laughed, his eyes unscrupulous, and he kept watching on Song Yixue.

"Oh, Brother Deng has passed the prize, this woman is average, where can I enter the eyes."

"If you like the younger brother, just take it."

Song Yiming's expression was free, as if Song Yixue had nothing to do with him.

But listening in Song Yixue's ears, but like a lightning strike, a touch of resentment in his eyes flickered.

Although she knew that Song Yiming said that not to expose his identity, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Haha, my brother is really happy, then I am disrespectful."

Deng Hong smiled clearly and was polite. When he stepped forward, he would take Song Yixue away.

"However, I have to remind the younger brother, this woman, with the body of ethereal, but the master of the master."

"So, you can play, don't get an accident, otherwise, the Master is blame, and I can't afford it."

Song Yiming smiled at the corner of his mouth, not salty or light, saying such a word.

As soon as this remark, in the ears of everyone, it was as stunned as a thunderous thunder, and everyone was stunned and incredible.

"What ... what? This woman is the target of Master's grabbing?"

"Or is it empty?"

Deng Hong's expression changed greatly.

"What? Brother Deng, dare not ask?"

Song Yiming seemed to laugh and laughed.

"Cough ... Since it is the object of the master's grabbing, how dare I dare to get my fingers."

"This kind of big event, brother should have said early."

Deng Honggan cough twice, smiled embarrassingly, retracted the salty pig's hand, and his expression became dignified.

No wonder Brother Luo, he will accept a woman in Dongfu. It turns out that there are such secrets.

Thinking of this, Deng Hong looked at Song Yiming's gaze, and he had a little suspicion and a little more admirable.

"It's important, the less people know, the better, and I ask the younger brothers not to pass out."

"This is nature."

Deng Hong nodded, arched his hand, turned away.

Looking at Deng Hong and his party, Yu Jian left, Song Yiming was relieved, and a large stone in his heart landed.

"Finally, it's confused."

Song Yiming raised his hand and waved, and the mist was surging, and he turned back to its original appearance.

"Elder, I ..."

Song Yixue crawled up from the stone bed, his expression was complicated, and he walked in front of Song Yiming.

"The words just now are just to confuse them, don't go to your heart."

"Don't dare, the elder has rescued me twice. If you can report in this life, you will be willing to do anything in a snow."

Song Yixue bowed his head, his face was red, and his voice was fine.

"Oh? I would like to do everything, but this is what you said."

"That ... that is the elder, not against the morality of conscience."

Song Yixue's head was lower and his voice was thinner. A pretty face, hot and hot.

To be honest, she was grateful to Song Yiming in her heart.

"You misunderstood, I save you, but just coincided with it, there is no other meaning."

"However, I do have one thing and need you to help."

Song Yiming's face was right, his expression was calm, and Song Yixue was made, and his heart was lost for a while.

"Elder elder, please order."

Song Yixue raised her head and looked firm. She would not frown whether it was going up the Dao Mountain or the sea of ​​fire.

"Well, you are pregnant with ethereal body, it is a good seedling of Xiu Xian. I plan to insert you at the five poisonous doors. How about being too elder?"

"ah?"

Song Yixue was stunned, incredible, and he heard it wrong.

"Mother -in -law of Wuhua, the limit is coming. If you fail to win, the soul will be flying."

"At that time, you can replace it. The elders of the five poisonous doors are too old, and secretly help me."

Song Yiming's expression was so calm, his eyes were burning.

"Elderly wants me to be a stand -in?"

"This is the meaning. Of course, I will not force you. If I don't want, I find another way."

Song Yiming nodded without denying.

Wuhua's mother -in -law failed, and Song Yixue, who was a container, was the incarnation of Wuhua's mother -in -law in the eyes of the five poisonous doors.

No one will think that monks in Jindan, grabbing a mortal woman, will fail.

Song Yixue, the "mother -in -law", will be a nail that is inserted into the five poisonous doors. You can easily control the five poisonous doors.

Li Daitao was stiff, moving flowers and wood, and the five poisonous doors were still the hegemon of Nanmeng County, but in the back of the ground, it has become his words.

"I am willing!"

Song Yixue didn't think about it, so he agreed.

"Don't think about it?"

"No, Elder Elder has a life -saving grace to me, not to mention being a stand -in, even if Yixue as a cow is a horse, there will be no complaints."

"But, elder, I am a weak woman, how can I get that old demon."

"Rest assured, I have my own tricks, as long as you do what I said, it is bound to be lost."

Song Yiming smiled at the corner of his mouth. Cheng Zhu was on his chest.

Time is one month.

Over the past month, Song Yiming taught Song Yixue to practice in Dongfu.

With the colorful and immortal butterflies, the superb magical power, no one doubted that Luo Wanshan had been lost.

During this period, Song Yiming successfully enlightened the "Royal Ling Heart Sutra", mastering the third layer of magical powers, and [resonance of the consciousness].

This technique can establish a spiritual connection with the spirit pet, share a sea of ​​consciousness, and make the spiritual power of the cultivator reach a terrifying level.

It can be said that as long as Song Yiming and the Thousand Illusion Glassworm establish a spiritual resonance, his spiritual strength will be comparable to that of a late Jindan cultivator.

However, this magical power has a flaw, that is, it cannot be used for a long time, otherwise, it will cause irreversible damage to the spirit pet's soul.

"Grandma Wuhua is only in the early Jindan stage. Now with the help of the secret technique, my spiritual power completely crushes her."

"When the time comes, I only need to do a little trick when she takes over the body, and I can kill her without anyone noticing."

Song Yiming smiled confidently.

As long as Grandma Wuhua can't see through the illusion of the Seven-Colored Immortal Butterfly, he can sneak attack and take the initiative in the confrontation of taking over the body.

At that time, the sea of ​​consciousness is open and there is no defense. Song Yiming will turn the tables and Grandma Wuhua will definitely die.

"Once that old witch dies, the entire Five Poison Sect, including all the spiritual lands under its jurisdiction, will fall into my hands."

"If this plan succeeds, the Song family will surely rise and become the number one family in Nanmeng County. It's just around the corner!"