Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 356 Negative Emotions
"Squeak" sound.

Mu Ping'er pushed the door open, it was a small study room, the bookshelves were full of neat books, and Mu Ping'er could smell the fragrance of ink even outside the door.

There is a quaint desk in the study room, and there is an open scroll on the desk, as if quietly waiting for the master to come again.

Everything in the study looked so normal, the only abnormal thing was that the oil lamp on the desk was actually on, making a soft hissing sound.

Mu Ping'er walked into this study room, and at a glance, she saw that the handwriting on the book on the desk was very beautiful, flamboyant, and it seemed that it was written by everyone. Although she didn't know calligraphy, there was a faint ambiguity in the handwriting. Hidden truth.

Mu Ping'er couldn't help reaching out to pick up the book, and looked at the cover of the book, there were three large characters written on the cover: Jing Wei Zhi.

This is not a so-called essence of Confucianism, but a book of eccentricity?
After Mu Ping'er picked up the book, he found that the material of the book was very special, neither paper nor silk brocade. After getting it, there was a warm and moist feeling, more like jade, but extremely silky.

What's even more peculiar is the content in the book. This book introduces all kinds of ghost legends, and is also equipped with illustrations, which are lifelike.

There is Niaoyan, whose shape is like Zhai and Wucaiwen, and its name is: Luanniao.If you see it, the world will be peaceful.

The phoenix is ​​covered with colorful feathers, as big as a peacock, and a hundred birds will inevitably stand around it.The feather crest on the top of the head often holds water, and the male and female take turns to eat, never approaching the human world.

Mu Ping'er just flipped through it, and unexpectedly came across such an article, which was accompanied by an illustration of a mythical beast phoenix, and it was a green wood phoenix, which was the same species as Qingqiyun.

When Mu Ping'er saw this exquisite illustration, she felt a very strange feeling in her heart, because this illustration was exactly the same as Qing Qiyun's mother, Xiaoqing.

The reason why she once turned into a phoenix is ​​that she knows all kinds of subtle characteristics of this phoenix like the back of her hand.

This is an illusion!

Mu Ping'er suddenly realized that there must be something weird about this book!
Mu Ping'er immediately concentrated and calmed down, and withdrew his entire spiritual consciousness from the ancient tome.

The moment Mu Ping'er withdrew from his consciousness, the scenery of the whole room suddenly changed, and it became extremely eerie. The dark oil lamp flickered on and off, and soon the oil lamp went out with a "pop".

"Qiyun, fire!"

Mu Ping'er felt a biting chill suddenly spread out in the air, and quickly made Qing Qiyun spit out Phoenix True Fire.

"Little guy, welcome to my world!"

The real fire of the phoenix lit up the small room, and Mu Ping'er suddenly found that there were many strange-shaped things around her. The table, chair, books on the table, brushes, inkstone, bookshelf, and books on the bookshelf all turned into one by one. living creatures.

Mu Ping'er looked horrified, she had indeed heard that everything has animism, and that everything can become a spirit, but this is too strange, all the things in this room turned into living creatures, and their faces were hideous.

"Who are you?" Mu Ping'er looked at the book-like monster in the center, which was obviously formed from the ancient books on the desk.

"The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu. I am the essence of the great Confucianism you are looking for." The ancient book said in a joking tone: "Scholars are so hypocritical. They come to study for fame and fortune, but they say So tall."

"No, you can't be the essence of Confucianism at all." Although Mu Ping'er is not a person who has read a lot of poetry and books, he also listened to lectures given by Confucianism cultivators in Zhongzhou during the foundation period. He also has a certain understanding of things, so he will definitely not have such a dark and evil looking ancient book in front of him.

"What the hell are you? And what is your world?" Mu Ping'er looked at the ancient book with sharp eyes.

"Confucianism Cultivators look like a bright moon, but in fact, they are not less dirty than others. Confucianism Cultivators are all upright, so don't they have negative thoughts? Confucianism Cultivators are all selfless and have the world in mind, so they have no selfishness. person?"

The ancient book chuckled twice: "I am really the embodiment of Confucianism Cultivator's negative emotions, so it is not too much to say that I am a great Confucianist, let's enjoy Confucianism Cultivator's negative emotions now."

After finishing speaking, the ancient book cast a strange light and shadow on Mu Ping'er, and soon Mu Ping'er felt that there were fragments full of negative emotions around him.

Mu Ping'er saw the life of a scholar. This scholar was upright, caring for the world, and a first-class official. He was praised by everyone as Mr. Guan.

When Mr. Guan was young, Yuxue was born cute and very intelligent. When he was enlightened, everyone praised him. But one day, among Mr. Guan's classmates, there came a student who was younger than him and had a better memory than him. better teenager.

In the end, the husband praised the new kid for being smart, for his good handwriting, for his hard work in reading, and that jealousy gnawed at Mr. Guan's heart like ants. In the end, he framed the kid, making everyone think that The little boy stole and misbehaved, and was eventually kicked out of school.

When the screen changed, it was time for Mr. Guan to take the final exam. Everyone praised him for being the leader, but there was a genius who was as famous as him. As a result, Mr. Guan pretended to be friends with that genius. Before entering the examination room, he secretly took a The extremely delicate cheat sheet was placed on the talented man.

The talented man was discovered during the inspection, and was deprived of the qualification to take the consensus test on the spot, and was exiled into the army.

The picture changed again, Mr. Guan fell in love with a beautiful woman, but was rejected by the woman, because the woman saw Mr. Guan's dirty tricks with her own eyes, and as a result, Mr. Guan knocked the woman unconscious, and then framed the woman to seduce her. He, his usual splendor, Jiyue deceived everyone, no matter how the woman defended, no one would believe her.

In the end, the woman was sent to Mr. Guan's house in a small blue sedan chair, where she could only be the lowest concubine.

The picture then changed. After Mr. Guan became an official, his official voice was very good, but in fact he was greedy for a lot of money. It's just that he was very clever, so that everyone thought he was a good official with integrity, and the emperor believed him very much. .

In the end, Mr. Guan became one person under one person and above ten thousand people, and everyone praised him as a gentleman with flawless character in the world.

As for those who have been hurt by him, no matter how they explain, they will be regarded as jealousy and framing, and the negative emotions of those people have accumulated more and more, and at the same time, Mr. Guan's negative emotions have also swept towards Mu Ping'er come over.

This is just one of them, and there are many negative emotions of scholars, which roll directly towards the wooden bottle, making her unable to breathe, and she feels that she is about to suffocate. Such negative emotions include anxiety, tension, anger, Frustration, sadness, pain and despair enveloped Mu Ping'er.

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