ined a human body and was reborn, I would still consider myself a spirit naturally born from heaven. I would cast aside that part of the mundane awareness like old clothing, not knowing how to deal wi...'

Plop!

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After a dull thud outside, silence fell.

Qin Sang hurriedly covered the things on the bed with a blanket and rushed out the door. He saw Lao Wu slumped against the wall, motionless.

Old Wu's body was surging with a black aura. Then, an evil ghost emerged from his body, biting onto Old Wu's soul in its mouth. Seeing Qin Sang, it immediately spat out Old Wu's soul and hid in the corner.

Qin Sang froze in place, at a loss.

Old Wu's soul stood motionless, a phantom-like gray-white mist. His face was expressionless, his eyes devoid of any light, staring straight ahead. The scene was rather eerie.

Lao Wu's soul seemed different from mine. It was as tall as his physical body. Could it be because of my cultivation of the Yin-Yang Scripture

Qin Sang cursed himself for thinking about these things. He quickly knelt down and placed his finger on Lao Wu's nose, feeling no breath. Looking again, he saw that his heartbeat had stopped as well.

He is dead.

Qin Sang raised his head, his expression complex, and called out softly, "Lao Wu, do you still recognize me"

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Lao Wu's eyes turned to Qin Sang, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a flat voice, "I recognize him."

Qin Sang was taken aback. He had asked casually, and he never expected Lao Wu's soul to answer him. Wasn't Lao Wu a mute How could his soul speak

Now take a close look, Lao Wu's soul appears younger than when he was alive, and his back is no longer hunched.

Qin Sang secretly guessed that mutism, old age, and hunchback might just be physical appearances, caused by illness and the hardships of life. Perhaps the soul wouldn't be affected

After all, Lao Wu is only forty years old. It's normal for his soul to be young.

In the past, a forty-year-old was still considered young.

With Lao Wu's ghost staring at him directly, and a demon squatting beside him, Qin Sang felt chills down his spine. More than that, he felt guilty. Although he didn't have much of a relationship with Lao Wu, they had lived under the same roof for half a year. It was because of his recklessness that Lao Wu died.

“Lao Wu, grievances have a head and debts have an owner. It was that thing that killed you. Look clearly at it. When you develop in the underworld later, if you want to come up for revenge, remember to look for it.”

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Qin Sang pointed at the evil ghost in the corner of the wall and advised earnestly, but also felt it was hard to deceive himself. "Lao Wu, do you have any unfulfilled wishes By the way, your family... who else is still alive from your family Your two sons, is there any possibility they could survive"

Lao Wu said in a flat tone, "I have no family."

Qin Sang was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say. He felt uncomfortable being stared at by Lao Wu. He wanted to advise Lao Wu to let go and move on. Since he had already passed away, he should just reincarnate quickly. What was the point of standing there motionless

Qin Sang thought to himself, for Lao Wu, death might not be a bad thing. To reunite with his family in the underworld would be better than living like a walking corpse.

But I felt it was too shameless, and couldn't bring myself to speak up.

A deathly silence hung in the room. After a while, Lao Wu's soul flickered a few times before melting into a wisp of spirit mist and drifting towards the evil ghost.

The evil spirit glanced at Qin Sang, cautiously poked its head out and took a breath, sucking all the soul mist into its mouth, then shrank back.

Qin Sang didn't know how to stop it. He stared at the evil ghost, watching helplessly as it swallowed Lao Wu whole. He realized that this guy was definitely a menace.

If one cannot make the evil spirits obey, allowing them to run rampant, who knows how many innocent people will be harmed in the future It's fine if the enemy is affected, but what if it's a loved one or friend

Qin Sang could only be thankful that the one who just knocked wasn't the old Taoist and Ming Yue.

His pursuit of immortality was not to become a demon, if he couldn't control the evil spirits, he would rather keep the Hell Banner high.

Qin Sang stood up, took a step forward, then stopped and turned to look at Lao Wu's corpse in contemplation. Lao Wu died in front of his door, and he needed to handle the body cleanly, otherwise there would be trouble.

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While Lao Wu was still soft, Qin Sang picked him up, kicked open his door, and laid him on the bed, pulling the blanket over him.

Old Wu was directly taken away by the soul, there were no external wounds on his body, and even the government's coroner couldn't find anything.

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After tidying up every little detail, Qin Sang retreated from the room, closing the door securely. Leaning against the wall, she let out a long sigh, her mood still heavy.

Catching a glimpse of the evil spirit, Qin Sang strode back into his room. He picked up the Yan Luo banner lying on the floor and recalled the contents of the scripture, but he had no idea how to send the evil spirit back.

After a moment of contemplation, Qin Sang could only resort to his old tricks, urging the wisp of qi that had just recovered in his body into the Yan Luo Banner.

This article is about how to wield the Yama Scroll.

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This time, there were no evil spirits rushing towards him. Qin Sang silently recited scriptures. When he finished reciting the scriptures, the Yama Banner moved without wind. A deep and gloomy light suddenly lit up on the black flagpole, the three characters "Yama Banner" particularly bright. These lights gradually converged towards Qin Sang's palm, and finally disappeared into his body.

Next, countless characters suddenly appeared in Qin Sang's mind.

Qin Sang was secretly surprised. After reading the text, he found that it not only explained the Yan Luo banner and the evil ghosts in it, but also a spell for refining the Yan Luo banner.

It turns out that the Yan Luo Banner wasn't Qin Sang's guessed divine weapon, but a tool to aid in cultivating the Netherworld Scriptures.

However, the evil ghosts raised in Yama's Banner are called Yama Kings. They are a little weak in ability, but after being refined with spells, they can also be used to fight enemies. Therefore, Yama's Banner can barely be used as a weapon against enemies.

But the biggest use of the Yama Banner is still to aid in cultivating the Netherworld Scripture.

Even with the cultivation of only the first layer of the Nether Scripture and the aid of medicinal baths, Qin Sang still took over half a year. It can be imagined that reaching higher levels in the future will undoubtedly be much more difficult, and it is unknown how many years it will take to cultivate to the highest sixth level.

With the help of the Yama-jiki banner, things are different.

After the underworld king in the banner devours human souls or yin energy, it will conceive a soul pill. The cultivator takes the soul pill and holds it in their palm during cultivation. With the power of the soul pill, the speed of cultivation can be greatly increased.

Of course, the Yan Luo Banner is not without its risks. The text warns practitioners not to be too greedy and must exercise caution when practicing with the Yan Luo Banner to avoid being devoured by the King of Hell.

Upon seeing this, Qin Sang also felt a chill run down her spine.

This Hell Banner was a relic of the Shadowy Man, who was powerful enough to suppress the Underworld King. But since he had only cultivated to the second level of the Netherworld Scripture, it's no wonder that the Underworld King within the banner retaliated.

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If it weren't for the Jade Buddha's protection, I might have already drunk the Meng Po soup.

This time, I also gave Qin Sang a warning. There are too many strange things in this world, and he must be careful about everything from now on.

Thinking of the Jade Buddha, Qin Sang seemed pensive.

The King of Hell fears the Jade Buddha, so does that mean I don't have to worry about karmic retribution

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