Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 19 Soul Pill
'Puff! '

There was silence after a muffled sound outside.

Qin Sang hurriedly covered the things on the bed with the quilt, rushed out the door, and saw Old Wu collapsed on the wall, motionless.

There was a black qi surging from Lao Wu's body, and then the evil spirit came out of his body, biting Lao Wu's soul in his mouth. When he saw Qin Sang, he immediately spit out Lao Wu's soul and hid in the corner.

Qin Sang froze in place, a little overwhelmed.

Old Wu's soul stood motionless, illusory like a cloud of gray-white smoke, expressionless, eyes without the slightest expression, staring straight ahead, the scene was a bit intimidating.

It seems to be different from my soul. Old Wu's soul is as tall as his people. Could it be because of his cultivation of the Netherworld Sutra?

Qin Sang secretly scolded himself why he was still thinking about these things. He squatted down quickly and put his fingers in front of Lao Wu's nose. He didn't feel Lao Wu's breathing, and his heartbeat stopped when he looked at it again.

died.

Qin Sang raised his head with a complicated expression, and shouted softly, "Old Wu, do you still recognize me?"

Old Wu's eyes turned to Qin Sang, he paused, and said in a voice without any ups and downs, "I know."

Qin Sang was stunned for a moment. He asked casually. He really didn't expect Old Wu's soul to answer his question. Isn't Old Wu dumb, and his soul can speak.

Looking closely now, Old Wu's soul is much younger than when he was alive, and his back is not hunched.

Qin Sang secretly guessed that the dumb, old and hunchback may be just physical appearances. Due to illness and life hardships, the soul will not be affected?

After all, Lao Wu is only 40 years old, and it is normal for his soul to be young.

In previous lives, a 40-year-old could still be called a youth.

Being stared at by Lao Wu's soul, and there was an evil spirit squatting next to him, Qin Sang felt agitated, and he felt more guilty. Although he had no friendship with Lao Wu, after all, they lived under the same roof for half a year, but Lao Wu was Died for his recklessness.

"Old Wu, there is an injustice and a debt and a master. It's that thing that killed you. You can see it clearly. You will develop in the underworld in the future. If you want to come up for revenge, remember to look for it."

Qin Sang pointed at the evil ghost in the corner, and gave a hard-hearted advice, but found it difficult to deceive himself, "Old Wu, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? By the way, family... Is there anyone in your family still alive? Your two Son, is it possible to survive?"

Old Wu said in a flat tone: "I have no family."

Qin Sang was in trouble for a while, and he didn't know what else to say. He felt uncomfortable being stared at by Old Wu, and wanted to persuade Old Wu to look away. Since he was already dead, he should reincarnate as soon as possible. What's the point of standing there still?
Qin Sang felt in his heart that for Lao Wu, death was not necessarily a bad thing. It was better to be reunited with his family underground than to live as a walking dead.

But I felt that it was too shameless to open my mouth.

There was a dead silence in the room, and after a while, Lao Wu's soul swayed a few times, melted into a wisp of soul mist, and drifted toward the evil ghost.

The evil ghost glanced at Qin Sang, carefully raised his head and took a sip, sucked all the soul fog into his mouth, and then retracted it.

Qin Sang didn't know how to stop it, stared at the evil ghost, watching the evil ghost devour Lao Wu, realizing that this guy is definitely a scourge.

If you can't let the evil spirit obey your own words and let it do whatever you want, you don't know how many innocent people will be killed in the future, and it's just an enemy. What if it's a relative or a friend?

Qin Sang could only be glad that the old Taoist priest and Mingyue were not the ones who knocked on the door just now.

The purpose of his immortality is longevity, not to be a murderer. If he can't control the evil spirits, he would rather put Yan Luofan on the shelf.

Qin Sang stood up, took a step, stopped again, turned his head to look at Lao Wu's body and pondered, Lao Wu died in front of his door, and his hands need to be cleaned up, otherwise there will be trouble.

Before Lao Wu was stiff, Qin Sang picked Lao Wu up, kicked open his door, laid him flat on the bed, and covered the quilt.

Old Wu was directly hooked out of his soul, and there was no trauma on his body.

After cleaning up the details, Qin Sang exited the room, closed the door, leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh, still feeling heavy.

Glancing at the evil spirits, Qin Sang strode back to the room, picked up the Yan Luofan on the ground, and recalled the contents of the scriptures, but did not know how to take the evil spirits back.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Qin Sang had to repeat the same trick, urging the newly recovered qi in his body to enter Yan Luofan.

A piece of "Yan Luo Fan", the content is how to control the Yan Luo Fan.

This time, there were no evil spirits attacking his face, Qin Sang recited the scriptures silently, and when he finished reading the scriptures, the Yan Luofan automatically moved without wind, and a deep and dim light suddenly lit up on the black flagpole. The words 'Yan Luofan' were particularly bright. Gradually moved closer to Qin Sang's palm, and finally submerged into his body.

Immediately afterwards, many words suddenly appeared in Qin Sang's mind.

Qin Sang was secretly surprised. After reading through the text, he found that it not only contained an explanation of Yama and the evil spirit in the fan, but also a mantra for cultivating Yama.

It turned out that Yama Luofan was not an immortal weapon that Qin Sang had guessed, but a tool to assist in the practice of the "Netherworld Sutra".

However, the evil spirit that is being kept in Yama's house is called Yama, and his ability is weaker. However, after being trained by the mantra, he can also control it to fight against the enemy, so Yama can barely be used as a weapon to control the enemy.

But the greatest use of Yama is to assist in the practice of the Netherworld Sutra.

Qin Sang still spent more than half a year cultivating the first level of the "Netherworld Sutra" and the help of the medicinal bath.It is conceivable that it will be more difficult to reach a higher level in the future. I don’t know how many years it will take to cultivate to the highest sixth level.

With Yama's help, it will be different.

After the king of hell in the flag devours the human soul or the yin evil energy, it will breed the soul pill. The practitioner takes the soul pill and holds it in the palm of his hand during cultivation. With the power of the soul pill, the cultivation speed can be greatly improved.

Of course, Yamaha is not without hidden dangers. The text warns practitioners not to be too greedy, and to use Yamana to practice with caution, so as to prevent the king from swallowing his master.

Seeing this, Qin Sang was also afraid for a while.

This Yama fan is a relic of the man in black. The man in black is strong and can suppress the king of hell.But he has only reached the second level of the "Netherworld Sutra", so it is no wonder that the King of Hell in Fanzhong will fight back.

If it wasn't for the protection of the Jade Buddha, he might have already drunk Meng Po soup.

This time, he also gave Qin Sang a warning, there are too many strange things in this world, and he must be careful in everything in the future.

Thinking of the Jade Buddha, Qin Sang was thoughtful.

The King of Hell is afraid of the Jade Buddha, so don't he need to worry about backlash?
But when he remembered the terrible scene when the evil ghost attacked his face, Qin Sang decided to be more cautious.After all, he didn't know how strong the Jade Buddha was and whether he could always suppress the King of Hell.

After writing down the mantra, Qin Sang set out to make sacrifices to Yan Luofan.

When the sacrifice was completed, Qin Sang had a strange feeling that Yan Luofan seemed to be connected to his own blood and became a part of his body.

(End of this chapter)