Spirit Sword Mountain, Misty Peak, Teng Cloud Hall. The Professional Nine Regions History class began on time.
The teacher who was teaching the class entered the door precisely on the dot. That person was stepping on a seven-colored glow and wearing a dazzling black crystal dress. As soon as she appeared, she almost blinded everyone's eyes. At the same time, there was a burst of warm applause and cheers in the Teng Cloud Hall.
"Hello, Ninth Elder!"
"Hello, Teacher Hua!"
"Teacher Hua, we love you!"
The person who came was the leader of the Carefree Peak, the Ninth Elder of the Heavenly Sword Hall, and the youngest female Elder in the sect, Hua Yun.
Although she was an Elder, her lively and pretty appearance seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Coupled with her sweet and moving smile, she looked like the girl next door, exceptionally amiable. Coupled with Hua Yun's lively personality, she didn't have the arrogance of an Elder. Thus, her popularity among the younger disciples was very high, which could be said to be the best in the Spirit Sword Mountain.
This was also the biggest reason why the Professional Nine Regions History class could gather more than twenty students. The other Professional Nine Regions Geography class taught by Liu Xian only had five or six students, which was very dismal.
"Good morning, students! Today, I'm here to teach you again. "The Ninth Elder smiled and waved her hand to greet the disciples. She walked to the podium and put down a thick book.
"Mm, everyone, please sit down and be quiet. Those who haven't eaten breakfast can sit in the back row and eat quietly when I'm not paying attention. Those who need to go to the bathroom can get up and leave at any time, but please don't disturb other students. Then … please open your textbook. "
While speaking, Hua Yun slightly waved her hand. In the Teng Cloud Hall, a book appeared on the desk of each disciple. The cover was written: Professional Nine Regions History. Below it, there was a small line of words: Lingjian School. After the disciples got the textbook, they turned to the designated position and waited for Hua Yun's explanation.
"In the last class, we just finished talking about the glorious end and introduced several talented cultivators who were born at the wrong time. The next chapter is the Age of Chaos. The whole content of the Age of Chaos is quite depressing. Many popular heroes will fall in this chapter, such as Patriarch Penglai, Daoist Master Miao Xi … In any case, I feel very uncomfortable. So, let's speed up the lesson and strive to let them all die today. In the next class, I will talk about the Revival of All Living Things and introduce some new heroes, including our Lingjian School's Ancestor! "
After he finished speaking, there was a roar of applause from the audience.
"Good!"
"Long live Ninth Elder!"
"Long live the Ninth Elder!"
Hua Yun smiled sweetly and said, "I love you guys too! Unexpectedly, the Professional Nine Regions History class is such a boring course, yet so many people came to listen to it. I'm really happy and moved … But, our time is limited, so don't mess around, I'm going to start now. "
The Teng Cloud Hall suddenly fell into silence. Only Hua Yun's sweet voice lingered in their ears.
"Until today, there is no clear analysis of the cause of the so-called Age of Chaos. There were too many changes in the world in that era. It's hard to say which was the cause and which was the effect … Students who are interested can read the relevant materials by themselves. There are many in the library of our Lingjian School. However, this was not the main point today. In short, because of various reasons, more than six thousand years ago in the Nine Regions, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly underwent an abnormally drastic change. To what extent was the drastic change? It was probably equivalent to the astral winds of the Ninth Heaven falling to the ground and blowing them away … What was even more fatal was that when a cultivator reached a certain realm, they would be able to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth all the time. The sudden changes in the outside world can still be resisted and adapted through various means, but the changes in the Age of Chaos were not only violent, but also lasted for a full two hundred years. After two hundred years, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dried up, and the cultivation environment changed beyond recognition … "
At this point, a trace of sadness appeared on Hua Yun's face.
"In the face of the changes in the world, those cultivators with great magical ability seemed fragile. The peerless geniuses born in the glorious end of the era that we talked about in the last class were the first group of victims. Their cultivation progress was the fastest, and their cultivation method was top-notch, dream-level. Their ability to communicate with the surrounding spiritual energy was the strongest, and they could be said to have a boundless future. However, when the Age of Chaos came, all these advantages became a burden. Once the outside world changed, they were the first to collapse. Then … As you can see in the textbook, your favorite Han Zishuang unfortunately fell in the first year of the Age of Chaos. At that time, she had just reached the Unity Stage, which was the time when she was praised as a quasi-true Immortal. "
Hua Yun looked up and found that the hall had become somewhat gloomy. She sighed and said, "Well, if I continue to talk about this part, it would be too painful, so I'll speed up the progress a bit …"
The time in the class passed very quickly, and before long, Hua Yun had already reached the end of the lecture in one go.
"… Thus, Daoist Master Chi Yin, who had shaken the Immortal Cultivation World for thousands of years, ended his glorious life in despair and pain. He was also the last great cultivator to die after the Age of Chaos, due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy, leading to Qi deviation. After Daoist Master Chi Yin, no matter how much the cultivators deceived themselves, they had to admit that after the changes in the world's spiritual energy, most of the dream-level mental cultivation methods could no longer be cultivated. Forcibly cultivating them would lead to Qi Deviation, and even the gods would find it difficult to save them. Since even Daoist Master Chi Yin was no exception, there was no need for others to try. As a result, for the next hundred years, there was no large-scale Qi Deviation of cultivators. But at the same time, more than half of the top-notch cultivation methods in the Immortal Cultivation World were lost. Of course, it may sound like a pity, but if it was a cultivation method that would lead to death, it would be better to lose it … Well, this chapter of the Age of Chaos ends here. "
At this point, a burst of warm applause sounded from the audience to mark the end of this wonderful history lesson.
The lesson of the Age of Chaos was not easy to teach.
More than six thousand years ago, the Age of Chaos, which caused the Immortal Cultivation World to fall apart, lasted for two hundred years. During this period, the spiritual energy in the sky was chaotic, and countless cultivators died from Qi Deviation. As a result, the old order collapsed. The Immortal Cultivation World was in chaos, and the people were plunged into misery and suffering. During these two hundred years, more than eighty percent of the cultivators fell. More than ninety percent of the sects returned to dust … Until today, six thousand years later, the Immortal Cultivation World had not been restored to its former glory.
Of course, it was difficult to leave an intuitive impression on people with such empty words. How miserable was the Age of Chaos? From this point alone, it could be seen.
In order to speed up the progress of the lecture, Hua Yun greatly omitted the content of the teaching material, compressing it to the limit. In the end, the hundreds of pages, which should have been divided into three classes and arranged for a large number of after-class assignments, were turned into a reading of the list of the dead.
"Elder Yuanyue, Patriarch Penglai, Daoist Master Fangzhen, Zen Master Xianyun, Elder Ming Jiang, Daoist Master Miao Xi … Demon Venerable Lie Yang, Sword Immortal Zi Li, Fairy North River, Daoist Master Snow."
Even so, this lesson still took more than an hour. As a Yuanying Stage Elder, Hua Yun's meridians were deep and profound, so she regarded the reading of the list of the dead as nothing. There was no need to elaborate on how tragic the list of the dead was.
In fact, this method of teaching the list of the dead was something that Lingjian School had been exploring for many years. In the beginning, the Elders usually arranged a large-scale illusion technique to make the students immerse themselves in the history class. However, in the Age of Chaos, even if they just copied the image of that time, it would still leave a serious psychological burden on the students.
Especially the Fifth Elder, who was responsible for the teaching task fifty years ago. She mischievously increased the degree of simulation of the illusion technique to the point that it was enough to scare the students to the point of urinating. After that lesson, even the three black and white Xudan Stage disciples crawled out of the classroom in terror, not to mention the other blue and white disciples. Since then, the Fifth Elder's teaching qualification was revoked, and the relevant teaching materials of the Age of Chaos were also greatly simplified. The illusion technique teaching was canceled, and the teaching materials were also cut by more than eighty percent. When Hua Yun became the history teacher, she simply simplified it into the list of the dead, which was very well received.
At the end of the lesson, Hua Yun tidied up the podium and said, "Well, in the next class, I will talk about the chapter of the recovery of all living things, which is also the hero of the Dawn Era. I hope that everyone will continue to attend class on time. As for the homework for this class … I won't leave any, as long as you prepare well, it will be fine. Then, after class, see you next time! “
After Hua Yun finished the lesson, she floated away amidst the cheers and applause of the students.
The morning class ended here, and the disciples in the classroom left in groups of three to five. Most of the blue and white disciples had to return to the Carefree Peak, while the black and white disciples took advantage of the noon lunch to meditate, and some exchanged pointers with other disciples.
As for Wang Lu, the red and white Successor Disciple, he didn't have much fun staying here. Thanks to his Master, he had a long-term meal ticket in the Misty Peak, which allowed him to eat and drink unlimited times. However, a Successor Disciple eating in the Misty Peak for a long time was the only one in the Lingjian School, so it attracted a lot of attention. Every time he ate, he would be regarded as a mascot. Even though Wang Lu had a high degree of shame, he still felt some pressure.
Not to mention that the Misty Peak's cafeteria was notorious. Many years ago, the head chef seemed to have a grudge against the disciples. All year round, he would cook the rarely seen immortal vegetables and spirit meat like dog shit. When asked the reason, he would shirk the nutritional value, which provoked the wrath of the people.
What was even more shameful was that last year, the Misty Peak's Peak Master, Liu Xian, decided to spend a lot of effort to renovate the cafeteria and improve the food. Therefore, no one knew who instigated him to use reform as a means, innovation as the goal, and in line with the principle that foreign monks liked to chant scriptures, he hired a famous gourmet from the Western Continent as the head chef, claiming that he would provide a western style feast for the Misty Peak. That head chef was also very dedicated. On the first day he came to Lingjian School, he learned that the Spirit Sword Sect's Sect Leader lived in the Stellar Peak. Thus, he creatively cooked a dish called "Look up at the starry sky" as a gift project — more than ten dead fish heads, as if cursing the world, were stuck on a pancake, which was simply appalling.
Seeing those dead fish heads, Liu Xian's complexion turned as pale as a pancake. However, since things had already come to this, he couldn't back down — earlier, he had already signed the contract!
Every year, he spent thousands of spirit stones to hire a starry sky head chef, which was naturally a loss of face. However, since he had signed the contract, he couldn't just go back on his word and ruin the sect's surplus. Therefore, he simply broke the pot and strictly followed the contract to promote that starry sky head chef to the Misty Peak's cafeteria head chef. Since the other party took charge of the Misty Peak's cafeteria, the situation of black and white disciples coming to the Carefree Peak to eat became more and more common, which actually promoted the internal communication within the sect …
On the other hand, the long-term meal ticket of the Misty Peak has been depreciating again and again. Until one day, the Fifth Elder found out that the meal ticket was so cheap that even she, who had always been on credit, was somewhat tempted … Thus, she changed the location of Wang Lu's meal to the Misty Peak.
"Ai, I don't know if today's meal will be fried fish with French fries, or French fries with fried fish. Damn, please don't let it be meat and lamb tripe, I really can't eat it …"
In his heart, Wang Lu secretly prayed that today's dishes could be slightly more humane, but thinking of the consistent style of that starry sky head chef, he really couldn't be optimistic. Especially when he thought of the several abnormal brothers that came from the Carefree Peak some time ago, the heavier the taste, the more he couldn't let go of it. Look up at the starry sky head chef, meat and lamb tripe, kidney pudding … He ate it happily! While eating, he also cheered, which made that starry sky head chef so happy that he rolled on the floor and promised to continue to work hard, to offer more traditional Western Continent delicacies to everyone.
Damn, did the people of the Western Continent eat shit for a living?
While he was thinking, a small stone suddenly flew toward his head. Wang Lu reacted quickly and reached out to catch the stone. After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but laugh.
He looked around and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure under a tree.
That person was wearing a coarse long robe. Her clothes were simple, but it was difficult to hide her pretty figure and face. Her smiling face was cute and lively, with a bit of wild and unruly nature. Seeing that, Wang Lu immediately smiled, wiped his saliva, and quickly walked over!
Braised pork, oh no, Lady Boss, I'm coming!
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