Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 355
"Who the hell are you?" Confucius looked at Mu Pinger with despair and killed Ling Gaoming, who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with one blow. The experienced Ling Gaoming didn't even have a chance to struggle. .

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is, where is the essence of the Confucianism in your family?" Mu Ping'er looked at Confucius Qi with a smile.

Confucius' face turned pale. He finally understood why Mu Ping'er decisively killed Ling Gaoming, but left his own life behind.

"I don't know where the great Confucianism is. If I knew, I would have given it in exchange for the opportunity to enter Yingtian Academy." Confucius Qi was also very helpless. He really didn't know. If he had known, he would have taken it long ago. I have come out to please Confucius, and maybe I can be a real disciple of Confucius at that time.

This Confucius Qi didn't lie, but there was still some twinkle in his eyes, and Mu Ping'er keenly felt that this Confucius Qi was still a little insincere.

"In that case, you are worthless. If that's the case, then I will send you to reunite with Ling Gaoming." A faint flame emerged from Mu Ping'er's fingertips, making Confucius feel terrified when he saw it.

"Let's think about it. Actually, I still have a clue, but you have to promise not to kill me." Confucius said in a hurry. Although he said it might hurt his vitality, it is better than losing his life. Well, this nun kills people without blinking an eye.

"Yes, I promise I won't kill you." Mu Ping'er smiled slightly, and said silently in his heart, I only promise that I won't kill you, if you are eaten by Qing Qiyun, it's none of my business.

"In fact, there is a mechanism in our ancestral house, but this mechanism must be opened by our family's direct descendants, and the price of opening it is extremely serious, which may cause the person who opened it to be unable to advance for life."

Confucius said it with an ugly face, because he is the only direct descendant of their family, so the price for opening it is that he will not be able to advance for life, so he will not want to find this great Confucianist to curry favor with Yingtian Academy.

Originally, he thought about finding a woman to leave a son, and then use his son to open it after the son grows up.

But before he found a suitable woman, he was turned into an accomplice by Ling Gaoming's soft and hard tactics, and he never had a chance to find a woman to have children. After all, once what he did was revealed, he would die without a place to die.

"Take me to open the organ." Mu Ping'er finally understood why Confucius Qi, a villain who was ungrateful for profit, would give up the Dao of Tongtian and insist on keeping this secret. It turned out to be like this, and it made sense.

But what Mu Ping'er is more curious about now is that such a vicious institution, actually someone left behind for his descendants?Is the so-called essence of great Confucianism in it really the essence of great Confucianism?
Knowing Mu Pinger's methods, Confucius naturally didn't dare to play any tricks. He looked at the patrol team patrolling everywhere with his eyes grumbling, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

"Do you want to call the patrol team for help? You can try, how many times do you need to die for this kind of crime?" Mu Ping'er said with a smile.

"By the way, the conversation between you and Ling Gaoming is left on this picture stone, which is enough to prove your crimes." Mu Ping'er continued to play with this picture stone with her fingertips. She knew that this should follow the rules of the kingdom of heaven, so naturally she would not Leave a handle on anyone.

In the end, Confucius took Mu Pinger to the ancestral house in despair and resigned himself to his fate. This woman was cruel, thoughtful, and clever. Bar.

The ancestral house of the Confucius period looked very dilapidated, apparently in disrepair for a long time, and the Confucius period obviously had no intention of repairing it. Mu Ping'er entered the ancestral house and found that there were cobwebs everywhere.

"Since you have no shortage of spirit stones, why don't you repair this ancestral house?" Mu Ping'er looked at Confucius Qi.

"Repair? Have you ever seen good things left by your ancestors, which require future generations to pay the price of not being able to advance for a lifetime? How can this kind of ancestor deserve my respect, what to repair?"

Confucius Qi said with resentment, if it weren't for such a weird setting by his ancestors, he would have already been a student of Yingtian Academy, how could he have fallen into such a field.

Mu Pinger looked at Confucius Qi, this Confucius Qi is a typical example of blaming others for everything, and the responsibility is always someone else's. Confucius Qi's qualifications are not bad, and he has a family background. If you practice hard, you may not be able to be selected into Yingtian Academy. But he just wanted to take a shortcut and take a crooked way to end up like this.

"Open it." Mu Ping'er is too lazy to talk nonsense with this kind of person, anyway, he will be sprayed to death by Qing Qiyun in the end.

"Yes." Confucius was very reluctant, but looking at the wooden bottle with cold eyes, he could only open the mechanism honestly according to the instructions in the ancestral classics.

This mechanism is in the rockery in the middle of the ancestral house. The two entered the cave of the rockery together. After Confucius forced the blood out of his heart, he recited a formula and finally beat the blood into a hidden mechanism. place.

"Kacha Kacha Kacha." There was a crisp sound, and a gap suddenly opened in the rockery cave, and a deep and dark breath leaked out from under the gap.

"Ahem! Go down by yourself." Confucius looked at the cold air coming out of the ground, felt that his bones were cold, and subconsciously wanted to run.

"Qing Qiyun!" Mu Ping'er called out, and Qing Qiyun, who was connected with Mu Ping'er, was naturally a real fire, and directly incinerated Confucius Qi without even having a chance to call for help.

"Ping'er, didn't you promise him not to kill him? Isn't a gentleman as good as he is?" Qing Qiyun said in a joking tone.

"I didn't kill him. It was you who killed him. And I'm not a gentleman, I'm a woman. Letting him live in this world will only harm more people." Mu Ping'er said confidently.

"Let's go, let's go down and see what's inside." Mu Ping'er then greeted the helpless Qing Qiyun and walked down to the ground.

Qing Qiyun still rested on Mu Ping'er's head, although he was a little worried, but this is something from Confucius Qi's ancestral house, so there shouldn't be any great danger.

Qing Qiyun directly spit out a ball of flames, hanging in front of it, dissipating the chill in the whole space, and illuminating this deep and dark road, which is a step extending downward.

Mu Ping'er walked down with Qingqiyun, the further down he went, the more he felt a bone-chilling chill, only next to the flames of Qingqiyun could there be a feeling of warmth.

After walking for about 10 minutes, Mu Ping'er finally saw a closed door.

"There seems to be something bad at the back door." Mu Ping'er's spiritual sense told her, but she has already come to this door, so why just turn around and go back?
"Whatever it is, I'll set it on fire!" Qing Qiyun said carelessly. After all, the cold air here can be easily dispelled by his flames, which means that even if there is something bad down there, the Phoenix True Fire should be Its nemesis!
　It's the weekend, after thinking about it, tomorrow seems to be a good day to go to work

　　
　
(End of this chapter)