Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 832 A Surprise For Elder Yin
While talking, Elder Yin picked up Su Ming and put him into the sarcophagus.

At this moment, Jin Buhuan's shout came from outside the barrier.

Old Yin frowned, cursed in a low voice, and then glanced at Su Ming.The next moment, his hunched body changed, and there was a crisp crackling sound in his body, and his hunched body stood up straight.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a pair of clothes and changed them, and then took out a human skin mask to put on.In an instant, his appearance changed drastically, becoming exactly the same as Su Ming.

Su Ming saw everything in his eyes, and not only lamented the depth of old Yin's scheming.

Ever since he and Jin Buhuan moved into Yan Luo Dian Inn, Mr. Yin probably started planning how to deal with the two of them.

Yin Lao disguised himself as Su Ming and went to deal with Jin Buhuan.

As soon as Old Yin stepped out of the barrier, Su Ming crawled out of the coffin.

It is unlucky for a living person to lie in a coffin.

He took out a paper figurine, cast a little spell, and the paper figurine changed into his appearance, sleeping in the coffin.

If Mr. Yin didn't use smoke, it might not be easy for Su Ming to deceive him.

After doing all this, Su Ming cast the invisibility technique and sat aside.

In about five or six minutes, Elder Yin dragged the obese Jin Buchang back.

Su Ming shook his head helplessly, he was really surprised that Jin Buhuan only persisted for a few minutes.

Yin Lao changed back to his own appearance, and muttered a few words, saying that his own appearance is more comfortable.Su Ming was upset when he heard this, and almost made a move on Yin Lao.

Elder Yin threw Jin Buhuan aside, glanced at 'Su Ming' in the coffin, and closed the coffin after confirming that it was correct.He patted the coffin lid with both hands, and the runes on the coffin immediately shone brightly, and there was a loud bang from the coffin.If Su Ming didn't see the truth, he would definitely treat the coffin as a machine.

If Old Yin was put into the human world, he would definitely become a very famous inventor.

Elder Yin took out the gourd containing the soul source and waited at a small opening at one end of the coffin, but waited and waited, but the soul source did not flow out.

Old Yin opened the coffin, stared at 'Su Ming' in the coffin, frowned and said, "Could it be that the soul must be taken out? It doesn't make sense, this instrument of torture made by the old man can be squeezed out as long as a monk is put in it." The source of the soul."

"It's because his soul is too powerful, and this instrument of torture is useless?"

"Try again, if it doesn't work, try to find a way to take out his soul. The soul of the Dzogchen at the prefecture level must be very huge."

With that, he closed the coffin again.

Su Ming stood aside and watched Yin Lao's performance blankly. He felt that he should help, otherwise this invention would be wasted.

About 10 minutes later, a hazy mist came out of the coffin.Seeing this scene, Mr. Yin was overjoyed, and hurriedly gathered the mist together.The mist turned into a crystal drop of water in his hand, feeling the power of soul emanating from the drop, Lao Yin couldn't help laughing.

"What a powerful soul, the dancer is saved."

The mist lasted for about half a minute, and Elder Yin collected three drops of soul origin.Later, when there was no fog, he didn't care. He seemed to know how difficult it was to extract the original power of the Dzogchen soul at the prefectural level.

Of course, all of this is under Su Ming's control.

As the saying goes, if you want people to die, you must first make them crazy.

The three drops of soul origin will not affect his soul, besides, the soul origin collected by Yin Lao will eventually be his.

Elder Yin pulled 'Su Ming' out of the coffin and put it on the ground, then closed the coffin and put it away.He didn't intend to squeeze out the soul source that is not exchanged for gold at this time, but wanted to use the soul source to save the dancer.

Soon, Elder Yin walked out with a disappointed expression on his face. It seems that the situation with him has not improved.

He walked up to Jin Buhuan and kicked Jin Buhuan fiercely. Jin Buhuan bounced up like a ball and hit the ground heavily.However, even so, there is no sign of Jin Buhuan waking up.

Su Ming couldn't help being surprised, what kind of magic did Yin Lao cast on Jin Buhuan to make Jin Buhuan sleep like a dead pig.

Elder Yin cursed unhappily, and then left the barrier.

Su Ming came out, walked to Jin Buhuan's side, reached out and patted his fat face, then grabbed his beard, and touched Jin Buhuan's vital points with the other hand.

Jin Buhuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, taking a deep breath.

"Master, why are you here? I'm looking everywhere..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, "What the hell is this place?"

Su Ming said lightly: "This is the secret hidden in Yan Luodian Inn."

"What the hell?"

Jin Buhuanbiao said something with style.

Su Ming pointed to the instruments of torture placed aside, and said with a smile, "If I hadn't been here, you would have learned about these instruments of torture in a short time."

Jin Buhuan shuddered, and asked casually, "My lord, were you also captured by that old man Yin?"

"With him?"

Su Ming said indifferently: "I just want to see what kind of tricks he is going to play."

"Young Master, what should we do next? Should we wait here for the old guy to come, or fight out?"

Jin Buhuan panicked as he looked at the densely packed instruments of torture.

Su Ming pondered for a moment and said, "I have something to entrust to you."

"what's up?"

Jin asked subconsciously.

Su Ming tore open a hole with a flick of his hand, and then kicked Jin Buhuan, "Go in and release all the people locked up by Mr. Yin, and give Mr. Yin a surprise."

Jin Buhuan cried and said, "My lord, can you not go?"

Su Ming's face darkened, "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Jin Buhuan saw deep malice in Su Ming's eyes, and he felt that if he didn't agree, it might be a disaster.

"My lord, have you been inside? Is it dangerous?"

"With your cultivation base, there will be no danger."

Su Ming said casually.

"So perfunctory."

Jin Buhuan muttered.

"What are you talking about, don't hurry up."

Su Ming kicked his thick buttocks and sent him to the eighteenth floor of the Luosheng Hall.

Not long after, a monk came out.Everyone's face was pale, their breathing was weak, and they couldn't even walk steadily.As soon as he stepped out of the crack in the space, he fell directly on the ground.

Su Ming glanced casually, these people cannot be saved.

According to his investigation into the [-]th floor Luosheng Hall last time, not many people came out alive.Most people's souls have been extremely exhausted. The reason why they haven't lost their souls is because the [-]th-floor Luosheng Hall is ingeniously designed and has the function of nourishing the soul.

But nurturing the soul is not something that can be done overnight, but Yin Lao squeezes the source of the soul every few days, who can bear it?
Old Yin's gourd contains a lot of soul sources, but the souls of his friends are too weak to withstand the huge soul sources. If they are poured into them all at once, the souls of his friends will be scattered.

At that time, Mr. Yin will have no more thoughts, maybe he will become crazy.

After all, sometimes there is someone who is worried about him, which can make him feel at ease.

More and more monks came out of the cracks in the space, and the entire barrier was overcrowded.Su Ming could only destroy Yin Lao's instruments of torture to make room for these monks.

Since he wanted to surprise Yin Lao, he couldn't break his promise.

At this moment, a scream came from the space crack.Su Ming looked up, only to see the monster's head poking out from the last floor, with a fat man in its mouth.

This fat man is none other than gold.

Su Ming, "..."

Shame, shame.

As his cook, Jin Buhuan was also a saint himself, yet he was taken care of by a monster.

The monster came out, flicked its head and threw Jin Buhuan on the ground.The monster walked out proudly with its head held high, but when it saw Su Ming, its pupils shrank suddenly, and its proud head lowered.

Su Ming glanced at it, and then put his eyes on Jin Buhuan, "Jin Buhuan, you really give me a face."

Su Ming could tell at a glance that Jin Buhuan was injured, and moreover, his soul was injured.Obviously he was attacked by the guy on the last floor, otherwise, how could he be so embarrassing with his cultivation base that is not exchanged for gold.

With a flick of Su Ming's fingers, a ray of brilliance sank into Jinbuchang's forehead, nourishing his wounded soul.

After a while, Jin Buhuan shook his head and gradually regained his clarity.

As soon as he saw Su Ming, he complained aggrievedly, "My lord, I was attacked by surprise. The guy at the bottom has a mediocre cultivation, but his soul is exceptionally strong. I was accidentally attacked."

Su Ming waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, do you have something to do?"

Jin Buhuan curled his lips and stopped talking.

While speaking, the bookish man on the last floor of Luosheng Hall stepped out.He locked onto Su Ming at a glance, his eyes full of fear.

The last time Su Ming went to the place where he was imprisoned, he had a contest, but he lost completely.

The person in front of him has the soul of the Dzogchen at the earth level, which is not something he can compete with at all.

Su Ming glanced at him casually, and then glanced at the mountain of monks, there were not many who could still stand.Everyone was grateful to Su Ming, if Su Ming hadn't let them out, they didn't know when they would see the light of day again.

Su Ming said indifferently: "Do you all hate Elder Yin?"

"I hate him, I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood."

When the originally listless crowd heard this, it was as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"That's right, I'm not locked up."

Su Ming smiled and said, "I'm going to give Yin Lao a surprise, but with Yin Lao's cultivation, you can't deal with him. I will personally take him down when the time comes. As for how he should die, I will leave it to you gone."

"Thank you."

One by one, the monks cupped their fists to thank Su Ming.

Su Ming took revenge for them indirectly, and deserved their thanks.

The bookish man had a sneer on his face. In his opinion, although Su Ming possessed the soul of Dzogchen at the earth level, he would not be a match for Yin Lao in terms of cultivation base, because he had seen Yin Lao's horror before.

(End of this chapter)