"This is a good thing. Have you ever heard of corpse powder?"
He held a porcelain bottle in his hand and raised it to the evil cultivator who was tied up. The porcelain bottle with the lid open made the evil cultivator tremble in fright.
Even if you have never seen or heard of zombie powder, now you will know what it is.
So many people have disappeared recently, and only their clothes are left. Is it because of this zombie powder? If just a little bit of this thing is spread, it will kill people.
"I won't shout, I won't shout, you, you... you be careful."
The evil cultivator originally wanted to shout loudly to call the evil cultivator nearby. After all, there was only one person in front of him, so he could deal with it tightly.
But as soon as the man took out the corpse powder, especially his hand holding the corpse powder, which was still shaking, he immediately shut his mouth.
He wanted to call someone, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that the next moment they would pour corpse powder on him.
His little arms and legs can't handle this thing.
People use corpse powder after death, but he doesn't want to use such a terrible thing while he is still alive. If he really uses it, it must be extremely painful.
"Ah."
Min Yi sneered.
The bones of evil cultivators are not that hard.
I thought that these evil cultivators would have the toughest mouths, but I didn't expect that they would not be tough either. No, as soon as he took out the corpse powder, people were afraid of being like this.
"Tell me about it."
"Say? What did you say?"
The evil cultivator wants to cry but has no tears. What should he say? He is just a small evil cultivator and a subordinate at the lowest level. What can he know?
Moreover, he doubted that even if he said it, the person in front of him would not let him go!
"What do you think you should say?" Min Yi glared and asked him.
Naturally, he would not give the evil cultivator in front of him a chance to ask questions and answers. Instead, he would let him speak first, telling him everything he thought he could ask and what he didn't expect to ask.
As for what he wanted to know but the evil cultivator in front of him didn't say, he would naturally ask about it later.
"I……"
The evil cultivator opened his mouth, glanced at the corpse powder on Min Yi's hand unconsciously, and swallowed in fear.
"If I tell you, you...can you let me go?"
"Do you think you have bargaining rights?"
Min Yi laughed at his question. Although he had changed his appearance now, he would not let go of an evil cultivator who had already obtained it and could be killed, right? That's what he asked.
"Whether you want to be transformed into a corpse while alive or after death, you can choose one yourself."
Hearing this, Xie Xiu was trembling all over. He didn't want to choose anyone, what should he do?
He hasn't lived enough yet. He has finally become a monk who can practice. Even if he just embarks on the path of evil cultivation, his life span is longer than that of ordinary people.
Now a man comes and wants to take his life. How can he be willing to do so?
However, it is not that he can avoid death if he wants to. Death is everywhere on his left and right. He secretly thought to himself, how about breaking his veins first and then forgetting about it?
"Do u wanna die?"
Min Yi seemed to be able to understand the evil cultivator's thoughts and took out a porcelain vase from his arms.
"Have you seen that the ninth-level life-sustaining pill can bring people back to life even if they only have one breath left? Do you want to try it?"
"I……"
The evil cultivator really cried.
Is this person a devil? Have their identities been switched too completely?