Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Granny Wuhua had seen through his thoughts long ago, and with a wave of her hand, she captured Song Yixue.

"Boy, you are quite courageous. With your foundation-building cultivation, you dare to sneak into my Five Poison Sect."

"But it is your good fortune to die in my hands!"

As soon as the voice fell, Granny Wuhua raised her hand and waved it, and a black light shot out and pierced towards Song Yiming's eyebrows.

This black light contained terrifying spiritual power. Once it pierced into the eyebrows, Song Yiming would definitely die.

Whoosh!

The black light came and was about to pierce the eyebrows, but it suddenly deviated and fell to the side.

Song Yiming only felt that his eyebrows were cold, and the black light almost flew past his eyebrows.

If it was off by an inch, he would definitely die.

"Haha, I suddenly changed my mind. Your body is also a good cauldron. It would be a pity to kill you directly."

"Not long ago, I accidentally got a book of Nascent Soul Technique, "Zhengyi Chunyang Gong", which requires a body of Yuanyang to practice."

"Your body of a boy is simply an opportunity sent by God!"

Granny Wuhua looked playful.

The "Heart-Destroying Poison Technique" she practiced was powerful, but after practicing it, it would be backfired by the poison gas and it would be difficult to make any progress.

This "Zhengyi Chunyang Gong" is different. It is a Nascent Soul Technique. If you can practice it successfully, you will have a chance to be promoted to Nascent Soul.

"Boy's body?"

"Are you trying to take over my body?"

Song Yiming frowned and instantly understood what Granny Wuhua meant.

"Yes, you are so young, but you have cultivated to the middle stage of foundation building. Your spiritual roots must be good."

"Besides, you are still a boy, so it is perfect for you to practice "Zhengyi Chunyang Gong".

"Don't worry, I will treat you well and let your body and I step into the realm of Nascent Soul together!"

Grandma Wuhua laughed grimly, waved her sleeves, and rolled Song Yiming to the stone bed.

Then, she raised her hand and took Song Yiming's storage bag and spirit beast bag on his waist.

"Boy, it is your blessing in your previous life to help me practice!"

"Do you have any last words?"

Grandma Wuhua raised her hand and opened Song Yiming's storage bag, pouring out all the items inside.

Clatter!

Spirit stones, pills, and magic tools were scattered all over the floor.

"This is... 500,000 spirit stones, hundreds of bottles of second-level elixirs, thirty top-grade spirit tools, and second-level jade bees and explosive bugs!"

"Boy, how can you be so rich as a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building?"

Grandma Wuhua was shocked.

Although she was the Grand Elder of the Five Poison Sect, her entire net worth was only a few hundred thousand spirit stones. This boy was even richer than her!

"Senior, these treasures were all obtained by chance. If you want them, take them."

"Junior knows that I will die today, but before I die, I have a request."

Song Yiming had a bitter face, but smiled coldly in his heart.

In this storage bag, there were some leftover things. The real key treasures had long been transferred to the Qiankun Ring.

Grandma Wuhua did not find the Qiankun Ring, and wanted to take over her body, which was exactly what she wanted!

"Hmph, you are just a foundation-building cultivator, are you qualified to negotiate with me?"

"However, if you can open your sea of ​​consciousness and let me take over your body smoothly, I can consider leaving a trace of your soul for reincarnation!"

Song Yiming was delighted when he heard this, but his face remained calm.

"Reincarnation is not necessary, I just want to ask the senior to be magnanimous and let her go."

"This woman is just a Qi-refining cultivator, and she is not a threat to the senior."

Song Yiming pointed at Song Yixue.

"Hehe, you are so sentimental, you are still thinking about women when you are about to die."

"Okay, I will give you a face and let her go after taking over her body!"

Granny Wuhua nodded.

For her, a Qi-refining cultivator is not important, just let her go.

"Thank you!"

"Senior, please."

Song Yiming opened his sea of ​​consciousness, pointed to the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and looked like he was ready to be killed.

Granny Wuhua was overjoyed.

Originally, she planned to use a magic weapon, the Soul Devouring Nail, to drive it into Song Yiming's forehead, destroy his soul, and then take over his body.

But there is a disadvantage to doing so, which is that it will cause certain damage to the sea of ​​consciousness.

She planned to occupy this boy's body. If the sea of ​​consciousness was damaged, it would also affect her future cultivation.

Song Yiming took the initiative to open his sea of ​​consciousness, thus saving this step.

"Hmph, don't play tricks on me. No matter how strong your consciousness is, can it be stronger than a Jindan cultivator like me?"