I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

These ghosts were surrounded by ordinary people, who had never seen such a situation before, and they were so frightened that they lay down on the graveyard and dared not move.

One after another spiritual consciousness came, engraving the basic method of ghost cultivation in their souls.

Only now did they realize that this was true, but they never thought that they would have the opportunity to transcend the mortal body instead of becoming ghosts.

The ghosts kowtowed in gratitude or fear, shouting:

"Thank you Daxian."

"The ghosts are on the top, such a kindness, the little one is grateful."

There are also those who believe in Western teachings:

"God bless me."

"Allah is with me."

What a mess, Jiang Yeming laughed inwardly, and threw Meng Sanduo into the Yin Gathering Formation.

These ghosts still need two days of condensing before they can be used. He cast a fog sealing technique, covering the entire cemetery.

The next step is to refine the zombies.

There are many kinds of zombies. The ones suitable for underwater exploration are called Shuikui. They must be freshly dead corpses with undisturbed seven souls, and they must be able to swim.

He wandered around the cemetery, but found no suitable materials, so he simply left and entered the major hospitals in the city to search.
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Overnight, the public cemetery was shrouded in mist, which was extremely cold and eerie.

After hearing the news, a large number of journalists and media came to report, and the Meng family and two cemetery duty personnel were surrounded by groups.

The only son of the Meng family was wearing cotton-padded clothes, wrapped in a thick quilt, the corners of his mouth were trembling, and he said incoherently: "My father has returned to his soul, he...he wants to settle accounts with me, an unfilial son."

His daughter-in-law was even more exaggerated. She shrank into the quilt and screamed: "Oh my god, I'm so scary. If we knew that father is so powerful, how dare we not be filial to him. Father, please let me go!"

What the couple said was inexplicable, and the reporters couldn't understand it for a while, and it was not easy to ask other people.

At this moment, Xu, an old employee of the cemetery, said, "This must be Lord Yan's visit to Yangjian, and he happened to meet this unlucky family, so he made him angry."

A reporter leaned over with a microphone and asked, "What's going on? Can you explain more clearly?"

"It's not clear enough. The gate of hell is closed. Lord Yan wants to open a dojo here. Anyone who dares to enter will be courting death." Old Xu replied angrily.

These words made the reporters at a loss, this is a technological society, how can there be people who practice feudal superstition.

The tallest reporter among the reporters stood in front of the camera with a microphone and reported: "This should be a natural phenomenon. We can't exaggerate it with superstition. With a realistic attitude, I am willing to go in and broadcast it live."

Although the reporters didn't believe what these people said, this was the only one who dared to venture in. Everyone thought that if this one went in, they would get some news anyway, and applauded the tall reporter for his bravery.

Under the expectant eyes of colleagues, the tall reporter led the trembling cameraman into the fog.

After a while, there were screams and howls.

"Mom! Ghost!"

"A lot of ghosts, run!"

"It's over, it's over, there is a road but there is no way, is this the legendary ghost hitting the wall?"

"Jade Emperor, Sanqing, Buddha, God bless, let me go out."

The reporters who heard the shouts outside raised their hearts in their throats. Fortunately, they didn't go in by themselves. Empathizing with them, they stepped back more than ten steps, and took out their car keys in a tacit understanding, ready to slip away as soon as something happened.

At this moment, a dark wind blew out from the mist, and the mist revealed a passage.

The tall reporter and cameraman ran out scrambling.

The reporters originally wanted to run away, but it was a pity that they gave up on such a big news. After waiting for a while, they found that there were no ghosts in the mist, so they bravely walked up to the two colleagues who were panting on the ground.

"Da Liu, what did you see inside?" a reporter asked.

"There are so many ghosts, I will never forget them in this life, they scared the shit out of me." Gao Da reporter gasped and said, he really didn't lie, anyone with long eyes could see his wet crotch, he was really scared to pee!
Reporter Gao Da hadn't finished speaking, so he paused and said, "Uncle Ghost wants me to bring a word. The public cemetery will be closed for two days, and everything will be the same after two days."

"Yes, absolutely no problem, the park will be closed today." The manager of the cemetery who rushed over from Wen Xun agreed without thinking, and then rushed into the car with two employees, kicking the accelerator and running away.

What are you waiting for, a group of reporters took the interview guys and ran back, the speed almost reached the city sports meeting sprint record.

The interview vehicles rushed out of the cemetery, leaving only the Meng family.

The family actually wanted to run away the most, but they didn't dare. The old man's coffin was still in the mourning hall. If they left, what would the old man be unhappy about?

At this time, an old voice came from the mist: "Hey, you bastards, go, don't let me see you again."

"Thank you dad." The only son of the Meng family, as if he had been pardoned, took his wife and son and fled to his car. The others did not dare to be vague and ran with all their strength.

After a short while, the last living person also left the cemetery, and it became a gloomy place.

It didn't take long for eerie news about the public cemetery to spread through the city and, via the Internet, around the world.

This city became strange overnight. In the public cemetery, Lord Yan opened a dojo, and many corpses disappeared from the hospital.

Coupled with the mysterious lake, it became famous all over the world!

Countless meddlesome people, media, magic sticks, and explorers have come from all over the world, and this place seems to be an adventurer's paradise.
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In the depths of the fog-shrouded cemetery, in the Yin Gathering Formation.

Jiang Yeming frowned, he obviously underestimated human curiosity.

In just half a day, it has become a world-renowned adventure sanctuary.

According to the reports on the Internet, all kinds of adventurers came from all over the world, and it is estimated that it will be very troublesome here in a short time.

But he needs at least one night to use the moon to complete the moonlight corpse refining technique. How can these ordinary people who are not afraid of death not interfere?

The extremely yin place created temporarily is only covered by the fog seal technique, which is okay to block a small number of troublemakers, but if there are too many, the cultivation base in the foundation building period can't prevent it now.

Moreover, once the zombies and ghosts inside are confirmed, it will definitely cause an uproar.

He didn't want to cause such a big trouble, otherwise the exploration of the underwater ancient city would be affected.

Looks like it's time to move to a more secret place.

Just when he was about to cast a spell to collect Yin Qi, his eyes opened suddenly, and he sensed something approaching in his consciousness.

After just a few minutes.

Several helicopters flew in and landed outside the park.