This cemetery is located on the hillside on the west side of the West Mountain and is hidden among the dense forests.

The entire Xishan Mountain is still a barren mountain, with no way to go up the mountain. There are only some lax paths, which are complicated, but they are all on the east side of the Xishan Mountain and near the school.

It can be said that almost no one has been here on the west side of the West Mountain. Even the old teachers who have worked in the school for more than ten years do not know that there is such a large cemetery on the West Mountain.

Under the full moon, the cemetery is hazy and real, and the graves of varying heights and broken tombstones are lurking.

Seeing this large cemetery, Yang Tianming smiled, and at the same time began to pinch his hands and muttered something!

"Yin and Yang have a way, the spirits appear in all directions, the five elements return to the ancestral branch, and the eight trigrams appear. The Yin eyes... open!"

As soon as he poked his fingers between his eyebrows, the cemetery in Yang Tianming's eyes had changed.

The slowly rising gloomy aura is more real. You can see at a glance which grave has weaker yin energy and which grave has stronger yin energy.

At the same time, Yang Tianming had a lot more eyes, wearing all kinds of strange clothes, floating lonely ghosts.

No one worships the lonely ghosts, and even have no graves, and are wandering without help, and cannot be reincarnated. They gather in places with heavy yin energy, wandering back and forth in the cemetery.

As long as they don't provoke them, they won't attack them.

Looking at the lonely ghosts with broken bodies, Yang Tianming chose a good route and tried his best to bypass them.

Although he was not afraid of these lonely ghosts, he was doing a serious business and it would be a problem to cause these guys.

Holding the compass in his hand, Yang Tianming walked into the cemetery. While observing the rotation of the pointer in the compass, he used his vagina to scan the slowly rising yin energy.

Finally, after searching for a while, Yang Tianming found a more desirable target.

It was a low old grave with no tombstones, and the tomb was covered with weeds, which was very desolate.

The yin energy on this old grave is neither too much nor too little, neither too strong nor too weak, and the rhythm of the yin energy drifts is very even.

Yang Tianming could conclude that there was a soul in this tomb, but it was a residual soul. I don’t know how many years it has experienced, and the residual soul has become extremely weak and even difficult to appear. If it weren’t for his purpose, ordinary Taoists wouldn’t have appeared.

Yang Tianming clasped his hands together and quickly formed his handprints. When the handprints were only four fingers left, he tapped three times above the grave, and three dull sounds suddenly came, just like knocking on the door.

"Is anyone?"

There was no sound in the grave.

"I'm coming to dig a grave! If I don't speak, I'll dig it up." Yang Tianming said again, without any intention of negotiation.

Still no sound.

Yang Tianming didn't say anything at all, and immediately pulled out the soul-killing whip from his waist.

The soul-killing whip was swung casually, and two fingers in his left hand, clamped the soul-killing whip, and pulled it towards the other end along one end of the soul-killing whip.

Then the soul-killing whip that was supposed to be soft became hard immediately, like an iron stick.

Yang Tianming held the hard soul-killing whip in both hands and suddenly rushed towards the low grave!

I heard a gloomy scream from the grave.

"Hey, this is not still here. I haven't spoken long ago and I will suffer in vain."

Yang Tianming pulled out a piece of the soul-killing whip and said to the grave: "You are not far from being dispersed from your soul. I will give you a chance to be my ghost soldier and ghost general and obey me forever. Are you willing?"

"ah!!"

A scream came from the grave, and followed by a sharp aura that surged from the broken grave and came straight towards Yang Tianming.

"Damn?"

Faced with this sudden incident, Yang Tianming couldn't help but be shocked.

He quickly condensed his spiritual power with one palm, blocked his body, blocking the aura of soaring to the sky.

While I was still scared, I was overjoyed!

This aura of soaring sky seems to be majestic, but in fact it is just a momentum.

The soul has become a remnant soul, and it may not even have the ability to appear. Even if he stands still, he will not be able to hurt himself.

But in this case, he was incredible that he could even show such a powerful aura.

Momentum is a kind of majesty and has nothing to do with power. Just like Zhang Yide, a famous general of the Three Kingdoms, shouted and scared Cao's army away millions.

The remnant soul in this tomb can exude such a powerful aura, which means that the origin of this remnant soul is unusual.

"Hmph, I'm quite tempered. The more temper you have, the more interested I will get you!"

As he said that, the soul-killing whip that had become hard in Yang Tianming's hand suddenly turned around the tomb.

Then the soil in the grave was screwed out.

Another burst of momentum was radiating from the tomb, but these momentums were getting weaker and weaker, which posed no threat to Yang Tianming at all.

Yang Tianming took out a round hole in the grave before he inserted the soul-killing whip down again.

Yang Tianming could feel that the other end of the soul-killing whip in the grave was trembling continuously.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine soon."

Take out a soul-guiding talisman from your pocket. Although it was just drawn with a pen and draft paper, it shook slightly in Yang Tianming's hand and the soul-guiding talisman turned into a ball of blue smoke and slowly penetrated into the grave along the soul-killing whip.

Then Yang Tianming took out the small red porcelain bottle, opened the bottle plug, pointed the bottle mouth at the handle of the soul-killing whip, and chuckled, "Come out, I'm not hurting you, why are you so stubborn?"

After a while, there was no movement below.

"Hey, you're forcing me!"

Yang Tianming said, and took out another soul-guiding talisman, waved it in his hand, turned into blue smoke, and led it into the grave.

After two weakened versions of the Soul-Starting Talisman went down, there was finally movement in the grave.

A powerful remnant soul power was slowly drawn up from the soul-killing whip.

Yang Tianming smiled.

He could completely imagine how powerful this ghost would be if it were planted!

Finally, when the power of the residual soul finally came out, it was sucked into the red porcelain bottle.

Yang Tianming immediately closed the bottle plug, put away the small porcelain bottle, and then threw down the soul-killing whip, restoring the soul-killing whip back to its original state.

After all these were done, Yang Tianming finished his work and returned the same way.

However, after going down to the west and returning to school, Yang Tianming did not return to the dormitory.

But...

He jumped over the wall with the old campus and entered the old campus again.

When he arrived at the old campus, Yang Tianming took out the compass again, looked carefully, searched for a long time, and finally found a satisfactory location between the two boys' dormitory buildings and the two girls' dormitory buildings.

"That's it!"

He then hardened the soul-killing whip and began to dig a hole.

However, this time, he just dug a small hole, so Yang Tianming threw the small red porcelain bottle into the hole and buried the soil.

This is a very ancient Taoist technique called "Genius"!

Of course, planting ghosts is not as simple as digging a hole or burying some soil. It also requires the Yin Qi as water and the Corpse Qi as fertilizer to activate the Yin Qi around it and use it for the ghost species.

The most important thing is to sign a soul contract with the planted ghosts!
Chapter completed!