The green tea heroine and the villain who practices ruthlessness

Pingxiu glanced at the impassioned and eloquent Elder Kang on the podium, and whispered: "Senior Brother Xue, I want to listen to the lecture."

Yu Anxing promised Pingxiu before that he would introduce her to the medical training center for internship, but Pingxiu had not yet had time to go to the medical training center.

Xue Ning leaned forward to hold the window lattice, bent down and approached, and whispered: "Zhenjun Wuxie is ill."

True Lord Wuxie is the picky white dragon.

Since taking over Yu Anxing's "feeding task", Pingxiu has to get up an hour and a half earlier than ordinary disciples every morning, go to Quelongtan to feed the white dragons, and then return to the academy for class.

When she was feeding the white dragon this morning, she saw that it was still fine. How could she suddenly become ill?

Pingxiu guessed: "Could it be that you kept locking it with the dragon-suppressing rope, and it got upset because of it?"

Xue Ning's face was expressionless. If she hadn't seen him angry, Ping Xiu would have almost doubted whether his face was fake.

"I don't know. You and I should go to the medical training center. It won't let others get close, and a large number of disciples and elders have already been frozen."

While the two were talking for a while, Elder Kang finally noticed something strange here.

History of the Middle Ages is an elective course, which can only be used to increase knowledge at best. Therefore, there are always very few students taking this course. Even if they do, most of them are just to make up the numbers.

Elder Kang, who was arrogant and arrogant, was very angry about this. He gave all the students who took this course the year before last a grade of "lower Ding" to curb the trend of water courses.

From now on, the disciples who elect to take this course must be selected by him and have a correct attitude before they can take his course.

Elder Kang has taken a fancy to several good seedlings recently, one of which is Pingxiu.

Pingxiu lived in the mortal world when he was young, and later moved to the middle realm with his mother Jiang Xiaoluan. His knowledge was much broader than that of his disciples who had never been to the mortal world. Coupled with her extensive knowledge and extensive knowledge, she could never forget the book after reading it once. Therefore, the more Elder Kang looked at her, the more he liked her.

I also felt regretful in my heart, why should such a good young man have to study medicine? He should be studying history with him!

Perhaps the love is deep and the responsibility is deep.

Elder Kang found out that the good young man he valued actually talked in his class, and he felt a little unhappy.

He placed the bamboo slips heavily on the table and said, "Pingxiu, tell me about the history of the Middle Realm."

Pingxiu's name was suddenly called, his hand shook, and the brush fell to the table with a "click".

She raised her head and saw Elder Kang looking at her with a look that said, "You hate iron but cannot become steel."

She was a little confused, but she cleared her throat, stood up, and said: "There are originally only two realms between heaven and earth: the upper realm and the mortal realm. Mortals live in the mortal realm, and the gods live in the upper realm and are the creator gods..."

Tianzun lamented that the world was hard and that people in the world were like ephemerals, living and dying, so he decided to help people become immortals.

Tianzun used the power of the Great Vow to create a gate between the upper world and the mortal world, called the Half-step Immortal Pass, and expelled most of the spiritual energy from the upper realm into the Half-step Immortal Pass.

Since then, a new realm has been opened up, called the middle realm.

Half-step Immortal Pass requires a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment or above to pass freely.

Mortal life is short and progress is slow, but the monster race is born with natural talents and magical powers. At the beginning of their cultivation, their progress is rapid, so at the beginning, a large number of monster tribes stationed in the middle world.

The demon clan has lived in the middle world for thousands of years and has almost become the overlord of the middle world. In the mortal world, many human clans have also begun to show their prowess.

When these human sects first moved to the middle realm, their power was weak, and most of them could only rely on the big demons and rely on the demon clan.

Later, because of the demon tribe's disrespect for the Heavenly Lord, heaven sent punishment from the upper realm. Most of the demon tribe was killed or injured, and it was almost destroyed.

As the most loyal believers of Tianzun, the human race not only escaped the punishment of heaven, but also took advantage of the decline of the demon race to rise and develop.

Since then, the demon clan has gradually come to an end and has become a vassal of the human clan. Only by being driven by the human monks can they gain a place to establish themselves.

After more than a thousand years of this, a great demon appeared in the demon clan who was unwilling to give in to destiny.

This big demon united with the demon-controlling family, the Celestial Master Clan, to resist the human sects, and led some demon clans who were equally strong-willed to rebel against the three major sects and the seven major sects, and established the Evil Demon Valley.

As a result, a new situation of confrontation between humans and monsters in the middle world was formed.

However, because intermarriage between humans and monsters was not tabooed in the past, in addition to humans and demons, a very embarrassing race appeared in the middle world - half-demon.

The three major sects and seven major sects have different opinions on the whereabouts of the half-demon.

Some people believe that half-demon has demon blood and is cruel and untamable by nature, so they should belong to the demon clan.

Some people believe that half-demon has human characteristics, does not need to practice, and can freely transform between the human body and the demon body by birth, so it should belong to the human race. If there are talents among the half-demon, there is no reason why the Immortal Sect should not accept them.

This quarrel has been going on for many years, but no unified result has been reached.

Everyone still goes their own way, and there are still only a handful of sects willing to accept half-demon, and the Valley of Evil Demons is unwilling to accept these "fellow clansmen" with impure blood.

In the end, these half-demon were forced to have no way out, so they could only unite and establish an organization independent of the Immortal Sect and the Evil Demon Valley, which is now known as the first sect of the Demon Sect, the Blood Moon Sect.

Since then, the three largest forces in the middle world have been fully formed. Although they fought with each other, no one could destroy the other. They lived in peace on the surface, but spent many years in "turmoil" in private.

This period of history is unknown to almost everyone in the Middle Realm.

It's just that if you are a member of the Immortal Sect, you will most likely stand from the Immortal Sect's perspective and beautify the Immortal Sect's image in this period of history.

As for a human monk like Pingxiu who was impartial and told this history like an outsider, you might not be able to find even half of them out of ten.

After Pingxiu finished speaking, she realized that the entire school was so silent that you could hear a needle drop.

Is there anything wrong with what she said?

When she was a child, her adoptive father Ping Fengyu often told this history to her as a bedtime story. Her ears almost grew calluses when she heard it, and she could not recite it correctly even if she was reciting it backwards.

After a while, whispers could be heard in the school, and some disciples kept glancing towards Xue Ning outside the window.

"Among the three major sects now, the only one that has openly expressed its willingness to accept half-demon is the Tianyuan Dao Sect, right?"

"Speaking of it, it seems that this Senior Brother Xue is a half-demon."

"Ah, Xue Hanchao is half-demon? He...isn't he the most ruthless demon-killer among the rookie disciples of Xiuwen Academy?"

"The Feng family in Zhangtai hates half-demon. Isn't this Junior Sister Ping a disciple of the Feng family? How could she get involved with Xue Ning?"

"Shh, stop talking, the man named Xue is an evil god..."

Only then did Pingxiu react.

She couldn't help but glance sideways at Xue Ning.

The young man had a snow-like face and a cold face, as if he had not heard the comments.

Elder Kang has been teaching the history of the middle world for so many years, and this is the second time he has seen a disciple as "bold" as Pingxiu.

He was also stunned. After a while, he came to his senses, picked up the bamboo slips, coughed, and pressed down twice with his palms.

"Ahem, okay, sit down."

The disciple who was so "courageous" last time did not end well in the end. He stayed at the top of Shuwenyuan's killing list for twenty years and never moved.

Elder Kang was originally very optimistic about that disciple and planned to lure him to study the history of the three realms with him. However, the disciple didn't take a fancy to him at all. After leaving this door, he turned around and went to the Kendo Academy next door to practice swordsmanship.

Elder Kang was so angry that his liver ached.

Do you think that if you had honestly studied literature and history with me back then, would you have had the messy things that happened later?

Pingxiu bowed to Elder Kang and then sat down. Xue Ning suddenly leaned halfway in from the window and said to Elder Kang: "Elder Kang, I have something to do. I need to ask fellow Taoist Ping to come with me to the medical training center."

Elder Kang was so angry that his beard almost fluttered. He rolled up the bamboo slips in his hand and threw them at Xue Ning. He said angrily: "This is the Academy, not your Xiuwen Academy! The get out of class hasn't ended yet, do you understand?!"

Xue Ning listened to the sound and identified the position. He tilted his head slightly to one side, raised his hand, accurately grasped the bamboo slip in his hand, and put it down gently.

He was impartial and impartial and said: "Elder Kang, I'm offended."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Pingxiu's left shoulder with one hand, and with great luck, he easily grabbed Pingxiu out of the window.

Not only Elder Kang was stunned by this move, but Pingxiu himself didn't even come back to his senses.

Pingxiu exclaimed: "My dumb and book case!"

Xue Ning raised his sleeves and swept away the scattered pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the desk, as well as the treasure-hunting mouse lying on the table with its belly open, lazily basking in the sun, and automatically flew into the bookcase.

He slapped the cover of the bookcase, held it in his hand, and used the technique of shrinking the ground. A gust of wind passed by, and the two of them arrived at the gate of the academy.

Behind him, faintly, Elder Kang's angry roar seemed to be coming down the wind, scolding Xue Ning for not respecting his teacher, for his elm-headed head, and being worse than an animal, which could not be civilized.

Pingxiu let out a "puff" and laughed rudely.

She felt that Elder Kang was right to scold him. After getting along with Xue Ning for the past few days, she also discovered that Xue Ning had a very withdrawn personality. Although many things could be done in a roundabout way, he just went straight and refused to do anything. Accommodating.

For example, let's take the matter of feeding the white dragon. The two of them agreed to go to the Dragon Pond at Mao hour. Xue Ning was so unshakable that he knocked on her door at Mao hour and wouldn't let her sleep at all.

As long as Pingxiu didn't open the door, he would keep knocking and knocking, as if he would knock until the end of time.

Every time Pingxiu thought of this, his teeth itched with hatred, and he wanted to pry open this man's head to see if he really had only one thing in his mind.

Apart from those talkative housewives from the Feng family, it was the first time in Pingxiu's life that she hated someone so much.

This Xue Ning is more annoying than the three Yao Shaoyou combined.

In a few snaps of their fingers, the two arrived at the door of the medical clinic.

Pingxiu looked around and saw many ice figures standing in the courtyard. Some disciples were trying to use fire magic to melt the ice. As a result, they burned for a long time and the ice layer did not move at all.

Other disciples took swords, chisels and other things and tried to break the ice violently.

This method was somewhat effective, but the progress was slow. After digging for a long time, it was only a few shallow holes.

Surrounded by a bunch of ice men, there was a large wooden basin. In the basin, a white dragon, as thick as an arm and three feet long, with a thin iron rope on its body, was swimming around.

Pingxiu paused and looked back at Xue Ning: "When did True Lord Wuxie... become so small?"

It was still very big during feeding time in the morning!