Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"Grand Elder, is that old witch dead? What should we do now?"

"Don't worry, she's dead, both her body and soul are gone!"

"As for us, don't rush to leave, I'll heal my wounds first, and then collect some interest!"

Song Yiming smiled slightly, sat up from the bed, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the storage bag of Grandma Wuhua.

The spiritual power on the storage bag collapsed, and it had become an ownerless thing.

"Yixue, help me open it, I'm poisoned by the Drunken Immortal Poison, and I can't raise my spiritual power!"

"Yes!"

Song Yixue stretched out two fingers, the spiritual power surged, and with a light touch, the mouth of the storage bag opened.

The next moment, a dazzling spiritual light rushed out of the storage bag, illuminating the entire secret room.

"Wow, so many spiritual stones, I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands?"

"And these spiritual materials, the worst are second-level, and there are quite a few third-level ones!"

Song Yixue took a breath of cold air, her face full of shock.

In the past month, I have been practicing with Song Yiming and have seen some of the world, but I am still deeply shocked by the wealth of Wuhua Granny.

"Grand Elder, we are rich now!"

"So many spirit stones are enough to make a small sect rise directly."

Song Yixue's face flushed with excitement, and she looked at Song Yiming with admiration.

Following the Grand Elder, there is meat to eat!

"Yixue, thanks to you just now."

"These first-level elixirs, magic tools and so on, I can't use them as a foundation-building cultivator, you can take them all!"

Song Yiming stretched out his hand and grabbed a bunch of first-level spiritual materials that were useless to eat and a pity to throw away, and handed them to Song Yixue.

"Grand Elder, this... I can't do this, these are all your spoils of war, I... I can't take them!"

Song Yixue was startled and waved his hands quickly.

"I told you to take it, so take it, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"I, Song Yiming, never take back what I have given away."

Song Yiming glared and pretended to be angry.

"Yes, Yixue thanks the elder for the reward!"

Song Yixue's delicate body trembled, and she dared not refuse. She knelt on the ground with gratitude and put the spiritual material into the storage bag.

"Well, very good, practice well, don't let me down!"

After searching for a while, Song Yiming found a third-level poison-reducing pill from the pill bottle and swallowed it.

Gulp!

After the pill entered his stomach, he felt a cool feeling rising from his dantian and quickly spreading to his limbs.

In a few breaths, the toxicity of the drunken immortal poison was dispelled, and the spiritual power was running and restored to its original state.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the spiritual power shackles shattered.

"Huh, it's finally restored!"

Song Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to count the treasures again. Suddenly, a golden token caught his attention.

"What is this?"

Song Yiming frowned and grabbed the golden token in his hand.

The token is only the size of a palm, with the three characters "Nanmeng County" engraved on the front and the twelve zodiac animals, including the character "snake" engraved on the back.

"This... is this the twelve zodiac token?"

The Zhao Kingdom has been established for more than a thousand years, with a vast territory and a population of one trillion.

In order to facilitate governance, the entire dynasty was divided into twelve parts based on the county, each of which was governed by seven clans and five surnames.

And this twelve zodiac token was the token given by the Zhao family of Yujing to the Five Poison Sect to control Nanmeng County.

"The Zhao family of Yujing is known as a thousand-year-old royal family with a profound heritage. It is rumored that the Dragon Head Order in the Twelve Zodiac Orders has the power to suppress mountains and rivers!"

"I didn't expect that Grandma Wuhua actually brought the Snake Order with her."

"With this token, you can nominally control Nanmeng County, command thousands of cultivators, and dispatch countless resources."

"However, the Yunmeng Song family is too weak now and cannot support this prestige."

"You can only keep a low profile first, push the Five Poison Sect to the front, and develop your power secretly!"

Song Yiming thought about it and made a decision.

Now, the Yunmeng Song family is just an inconspicuous family in Nanmeng County, with less than 10,000 cultivators, and no Jindan Zhenren.

With such strength, it is extremely difficult to get the recognition of the seven sects and five surnames, and even to control Nanmeng County.

"It's better to put away the Snake Order first. It's not too late to take it out when you are strong enough!"

Song Yiming made up his mind and was about to put away the token.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst out from the token and sank into the center of his brow.

"Ah! Damn, what the hell is this?"

Song Yiming groaned, and felt a pain in his head. A message poured into his consciousness.

The twelve zodiac tokens, with the dragon at the head and the pig at the end!

Holding one token, you can control a county!

Gathering twelve tokens, you can get a country!

Every five hundred years, the seven clans and five surnames of Zhao State will gather in Yujing, using the twelve zodiac tokens as a token to deal with a special disaster.

The special disaster is called [Ghost Disaster]. There will be a large number of ghosts rushing out of the seal of Liangjie Mountain and wreaking havoc on Zhao State.

Only when the seven clans and five surnames work together can they overcome the difficulties together.

In order to motivate the major clans, the Zhao family of Yujing also set a rule that as long as they perform well, they can get rich rewards.

"Ghost disaster? There is such a thing?"

"By the way, there is a Liangjie Mountain in the territory of Zhao State."

"It is said that it is an ancient battlefield that seals a large number of ghosts. But why didn't anyone tell me that ghosts can break out of the seal?"

Song Yiming was full of doubts and checked the information carefully.

Suddenly he understood!

It turns out that the arrival of ghost disasters, like the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, is cyclical, once every five hundred years, and each time lasts for a year.

The last ghost disaster was five hundred years ago, and those who knew about this were at least Jindan Zhenren.

"No wonder Granny Wuhua brought the token with her. It turns out that the ghost disaster is about to come, and she is going to Yujing on behalf of the Five Poison Sect."

"In that case, this is an opportunity!"

Song Yiming's eyes flashed, he was worried that there was no opportunity to weaken the strength of the Five Poison Sect, now, this opportunity has come, isn't it?

If he can use the ghost disaster to trick the Five Poison Sect, he can not only eliminate the demons and defend the way, but also greatly weaken the Five Poison Sect and strengthen himself.

"In three months, the ghost disaster will come!"

"At that time, send all the disciples of the Five Poison Sect to the front line and let them fight the ghosts. I will pick up the leaks in secret."

"Once the disaster is over, the Five Poison Sect will be seriously injured. The Yunmeng Song family will take the opportunity to rise and take charge of Nanmeng County!"

"Hehe, Granny Wuhua, I'm afraid you never thought that you would be able to receive such an honor after death!"

At this point, Song Yiming had a plan in his mind.

The ghost disaster is a disaster for others, but for him, it is an opportunity, an opportunity for the Yunmeng Song family to rise!

He put away the snake order and carefully counted Granny Wuhua's storage bag again.

"Hey, what kind of ore is this? It contains such a rich purple air from the east!"

Song Yiming's pupils shrank.

I saw a fist-sized purple ore emitting a hazy purple light, as if there were wisps of purple air, constantly emanating from it.

The purple air from the east is a special spiritual energy formed by the first ray of sunlight when the sun rises in the east. It is a first-class spiritual object between heaven and earth.

However, this kind of purple air often flashes away and is extremely difficult to capture, let alone form minerals.