The woman who spoke was named Ye Qing. She was ranked seventh in the academy. She was slightly less beautiful than Tang Sanghua, but she was still a rare beauty.

It's a pity that her face, which is both angry and happy, with heavy make-up and light makeup, looks like everyone owes her money from morning to night; her beautiful eyes often reveal inexplicable resentment and sadness, as if she is the world.

The most unfortunate person in the world.

In Yan Li's eyes, this is a miserable self-pitying person.

Isn't it tragic to be trapped in a prison of poverty without any attempt to change? Such people can only blame others and blame others, feel sorry for themselves, and are simply hopeless.

Yan Li didn't even bother to get angry at this woman's provocation.

He chuckled lightly and said: "Only smile is the secret to eternal youth. Women must pay special attention to this, otherwise once they turn thirty, they will become an old woman who is like a bandage in the eyes of others."

After that, he walked straight through the crowd and entered the school building.

"Yan Li is a stinky bastard. What I'm telling you is the truth. You're not in the top ten. You're not ashamed to stand with us."

Tang Sanghua cursed at his back, then grabbed Ye Qing's hand and said comfortingly: "That bastard doesn't have a good word in his mouth, so don't argue with him."

Ye Qing broke away from her hand and shook her head lightly: "As you said, I am telling the truth. How he responds is his business."

Tang Sanghua was not annoyed at all, and kept chatting with everyone with a smile.

Not long after, the class bell rang, and everyone entered the school building one by one and sat at the tables with corresponding numbers.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the prajna pagoda arrived as expected, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

She is not particularly good-looking. Judging from her appearance alone, she may not be as good as Ye Qing. But she has an otherworldly quality that makes her stand on the podium like the center of the world, and everyone can't move their eyes away.

Come on.

This is not the magic of charm, but the temperament.

It seems that just by looking at her, your soul will be cleansed; and like an old friend you have known for a long time, the joy of meeting again after a long separation spreads in the bottom of your heart, making you want to hold her hand and tell her many things that you usually don't want to say.

, something I dare not say.

"Hello everyone, I am Prajna Buddha." Prajna Buddha smiled slightly.

Her beautiful eyes had no focus, and were so dark and empty. But when she smiled, the room was instantly filled with fragrance, and everyone was moved and sighed in their hearts.

I was moved by her smile, which was so sincere. There was endless darkness in front of her, but she told everyone with her smile that she had infinite hope in her heart. It was such a contrast that moved everyone's hearts.

She laments the cruelty of the Creator. Such a nearly perfect person was born without sight. The world in her heart depends entirely on other people's descriptions and her own imagination. This is such a sad thing.

However, neither sorrow nor joy can be seen on the face of Prajna Buddha. It seems that nothing in this world can make her happy, and nothing can make her sad. At the cost of passing through the endless darkness, she has gained a thorough understanding of the frosty world.

, the state of mind is as stable as a rock.

Under her influence, most of the negative auras such as violence and mania among the people were dissipated, and their mood became clear and clear, and they were at peace as never before.

At the first sight, everyone fell in love with this girl who was favored by God, and unanimously shouted: "Hello, sir!"

The prajna pagoda nodded slightly, without being happy with things or feeling sad with oneself, and said: "Today I will tell you about the rise and decline of the practice sects. After understanding it, you will have a clearer understanding of the current situation in the world."

After saying hello, we went straight to the topic.

Yan Li's heart moved and he couldn't help but listen attentively.

Seeing that no one said anything, Prajna Buddha continued: "History is the most precious and brilliant essence of humanities. History has an unchangeable sacredness, but time cannot be turned back, and the authenticity of many historical records cannot be verified. Therefore,

What I tell you today is only what I think is the correct history. If you have different opinions, you can bring them up for discussion."

When no one commented, she continued: "The cultivation civilization of China began more than 700 years ago. At that time, the land of China was ruled by the Wei Dynasty. One night, a tidal wave of nebulae suddenly descended from the sea of ​​​​stars. Overnight, countless strangers

His face appeared in the land of China, and hundreds of practice sects were established one after another, and the land of China entered the era of practice."

"Historical records recording their origins have been destroyed, and they only know that they came from a realm a hundred times larger than China. But no one knows the location of the gateway between the two places. Hundreds of cultivation sects, using the land of China as the battlefield, launched

The fierce fighting and fighting affected hundreds of millions of innocent mortals..."

Prajna Buddha looked sad. When she first heard this paragraph, she almost cried from sadness.

Even though so much time had passed, she still felt very sad.

Everyone's minds were swaying, and it was hard to imagine the scene of hundreds of practicing sects fighting each other.

Prajna Futu calmed down and said: "Hundreds of millions of mortals returned to the sea of ​​​​stars because of this. Under the pressure of death, a large number of mortals flocked to various sects, trying to worship at the mountain gate to practice in order to avoid this oppression. At that time, there appeared

A large number of bright new stars, with their extremely strong cultivation qualifications, are shining brightly in the land of China... But because of this, the cultivation resources of the land of China are being plundered crazily, and the battle has further escalated..."

"After nearly three hundred years of fighting and the demise of a large number of practicing sects, the chaos finally came to an end. Among the surviving sects, there was a sect called Dao Tianzong, which intended to overthrow the Wei Dynasty and replace it. The Wei Dynasty was in danger.

It completely fell apart, and the various sects fought again to fight for the world..."

"After that, the Taizu of this dynasty came to the fore, destroyed the practice sects, burned a large number of dharma schools, ended the cruel fights caused by the practitioners, and created immeasurable merits."

When Prajna Buddha said this, he paused and said: "Today I will give you a brief introduction to the origin of practice. The truth of historical records cannot be verified, so it is inconvenient to elaborate on the speculations of later generations. Next time I will explain to you the history of practice in this dynasty.

, I’ll be here first today, and if you have any questions, you can ask them.”

Yan Li immediately asked: "What is nebula tide?"

Prajna Futu said: "That is a very rare phenomenon that only occurs once every hundred years. Every time it occurs, meteorites will appear all over the land of China. Treasures such as Shadowless Star Silk and Tianxuan Stone are refined from meteorites.

.”

Hearing Wuying Star Silk, Yan Li's heart moved. If Li Ya wants to complete the sacrifice, he must continue to invest in Wuying Star Silk. Wuying Star Silk is measured in units, and one portion is about five yuan. On the market, one portion costs one hundred taels of gold.

Considering Liya’s initial investment, this is an astronomical sum.

However, Li Ya perfectly solves the shortcomings of the Heart Cleansing Technique; and when you have reached a high level of sword heart practice, the requirements for sword weapons are also very high. The tangible and intangible Li Ya is also a perfect choice, and you might be able to use it later.

Controlling a sword through the air. So, with these two reasons, he wanted to try it no matter how high the cost was.

If the money is gone, just find a way to make money.

Tang Sanghua also asked: "Sir, is there any connection between the nebula tide and the practitioners who suddenly appeared in China?"

Prajna Futu said: "There are various signs that outside practitioners broke in during the tide of the nebula. Although there have been several tides since then, it has not happened again."

Someone else asked: "Sir, are there any practitioners of the sect now?"

The person asking the question obviously comes from a remote place. If you know a little bit about history, you should know how many terrible things the remnants of the sect have done in the past hundred years.

Although the remnants of the sect have almost disappeared in recent years, it does not mean that their threat has also disappeared.

There is a saying that is widely circulated in China: The remnants of the sect are everywhere, maybe among the people you know, maybe they are sleeping with you in their arms.

Prajna Buddha smiled but did not answer.

…

Zhao Qiping never expected in his wildest dreams that he would be sent off in such a beautiful way and end up in such a desolate situation. Not to mention having no face to face his fellow villagers and fathers, he felt extremely ashamed of himself.

Teachers have absolute control over the students in the academy.

Jiang Changtian said that he would be sent to Yuanzhou, but even Dali Temple could not change this result.

No one knows better than Zhao Qiping what kind of place Yuanzhou is. It is a place of bloodshed, a battlefield dyed red with blood.

Fighting, bloodshed, and violence will always be the main theme of Yuanzhou.

When you come out from there, you have to return there.

What an irony!

Zhao Qiping, who had finished his salute, set off that afternoon at the urging of the escorting officer.

Recalling what happened in the morning, Zhao Qiping was indignant and at a loss.

To this day, he still doesn't understand Yan Li's attitude, whether he saved himself or harmed him.

He wanted to try his best to resent her, but he felt empty in his heart and felt helpless that he had given up resistance.

As a student of the academy, he was free from shackles, so passers-by did not point fingers, which made him feel better.

At this time, when he came to the city gate, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. His heart felt hot, and he hurried over and shouted: "Yan, Brother Yan, are you here to save me?"

Yan Li hugged his arms and leaned against the wall under the doorway. He glanced at him lightly and said, "I'm not here to save you."

Zhao Qiping felt a chill in his heart, the blood all over his body was cold, and he lost his last hope.

He said dejectedly: "Really? Then what are you doing here?"

Yan Li said calmly: "No one can save you, only yourself."

Zhao Qiping gritted his teeth and said: "I've already ended up like this, how can I save myself? If you came to see my joke, please come back, I'm on my way!"

Yan Li frowned slightly, this Zhao Qiping made him a little disappointed.

He shook his head, took out a five hundred tael banknote from his arms, handed it to him and said: "I have never recognized you as my friend. I am not now and I will never be in the future."

Zhao Qiping wanted to refuse, but five hundred taels was not a small amount, so he hesitated and accepted it.

Immediately, he mocked, "Just think of it as a reward for letting you watch a good show!" After saying that, he walked past Yan Li.

Yan Li turned around and the two of them walked further and further away.

In fact, it had never been close before.

"Because I have never had any friends. I don't have any now and I will never have any in the future. But at least I will kill him for you!"

The sound gradually faded away.
Chapter completed!