Chapter 237： Start of school

Three days later.

The first enrollment of the Mao Spiritual Academy ends.

Lord sat in the dean's room, looked at the compiled student information at hand, looked up and said, "Xuan Fang, how is the enrollment situation?"

Xuan Fang is the oldest, most prestigious, and strongest among the ten teachings provided by the system, so he was elected by everyone as it should be, and after Lord’s approval, he assumed the role of Mao Spiritualism. As the deputy dean of the hospital, the dean is naturally he himself.

"Back to the dean..."

With a white beard, Xuan Fang said slowly: "There are a total of 572 students who meet the requirements of the admissions test and formally become the first batch of students."

"Among them, tenth-class Rematsu 335 people, 9th-class Rematsu 135 people, eighth-class Rematsu 86 people, 7th-level Rematsu fifteen people, and 6th-level Rematsu one person!"

"Good job, hard work." Lord said satisfied.

At present, the base of the souls in the four major Liuhun Streets is about 70,000. In contrast, the souls with the qualifications of the **** of death have a probability of almost 1%!

Overall, it was fairly successful.

Although these five hundred and seventy-two people may not all be able to graduate, at least some of them will become the backbone of the corpse soul world at least one day in the future!

"Chen?"

Lord turned to one of the pages and paused, noticing the name that was specially marked in red.

"Dean, this is a genius specially recommended by the Qingshan clan. He has a sixth-level Reinforcement before enrolling." Xuan Fang explained in a timely manner, "We have seen the kid, and the talent is indeed quite outstanding."

"Oh? You all think so, so I have to take a closer look." Lord suddenly became interested and looked at the label at the back carefully, and was slightly shocked.

The reason Qingshan's recommendation is not because of the child's spiritual pressure level or the learning speed that is different from ordinary people.

It was because this child suspected that he had learned part of the real name of Zan Po Dao in advance, but because his body was too weak, it was impossible to realize it.

Moreover, she is the only one who has not been formally enrolled and has undergone systematic training. She has been taught by all the colleges to teach Death, and she is preset to be a super genius with the qualifications to become a Captain-level Death!

After reading the child's information, Lord's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "This kind of talent is almost the same as Hisugaya Toushiro, isn't it?"

As long as such a super genius does not fall in the middle, it is almost a certain fact that he will become a captain-level death **** within a hundred years.

And the premise of this ‘hundred-year’ is that there is no human intervention.

If he can create a "heavy spiritual land" and increase the concentration of spiritual children in the atmosphere, then this growth time may become even shorter!

In the information about this child, there was one more thing that caught Lord's attention.

According to Qingshan's inquiry, it was discovered that this child was a group of souls who had just been extradited to the Soul World a few days ago, and a group of children came with her. Currently, an orphanage has been established in the Eastern District.

A few days ago, a group of children, orphans... A trace of understanding rose in Lord's heart.

It turns out that this child was extradited by him that day, one of the souls after being altered by the mother of pus.

Xuan Fang inspected his words and thoughts and found that Lord seemed to be very interested in the child, so he tentatively asked: "Since the dean is so interested, do you want to bring that child over, and you will teach it yourself?"

"No, let her stay in the academy. You can teach it. It's better than following me." Lord shook his head and refused. He needs a lot of work now, so there is no time to teach students.

Xuan Fang did not continue to insist, and nodded: "It's okay, please rest assured, the dean, Qing Shan will do his best to teach the child."

It was just a casual mention, but Lord did not agree, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain to the Qingshan clan.

The old man finally found a man to pass on. If he loses his apprentice, he may not be able to keep his beard after he returns.

"correct."

Lord took a sip of green tea, raised his eyes and asked, "Has the school start time been set?"

"It's already set, just three days later." Xuan Fang paused after speaking, and then asked: "Dean, do you want to come over when school starts?"

Lord wondered: "What did I do in the past?"

Xuan Fang stroked his beard and said, "You are the dean in name and the Lord Lingwang. I think if you come here in person when the school starts, you can inspire the students and make them feel awe of you. What do you think?"

Buying people's hearts...

Lord chuckled lightly, tapped one finger on the wooden table, and said lightly: "Whether you are grateful or in awe, I don't need this kind of thing, I just need them to play their own roles and complete their tasks. ."

Xuan Fang was startled slightly, and then smiled as if he laughed at himself: "Yes, Master Lingwang created this world, so how come you need a little bit of gratitude or awe? It's the old and abrupt, and I ask Master Lingwang for forgiveness. "

"It's okay."

Lord waved his hand, and then said solemnly: "But there is one thing, you have to pay attention."

"Ling King, please speak!" Xuan Fang looked straight and leaned over.

"Don't tell me anything about me, do you understand?" There was a glimmer of light in Lord's eyes, accompanied by an invisible pressure.

Xuan Fang's heart tensed, and he nodded hurriedly, "Yes, the old man understands, I will never reveal anything about you!"

"That's good."

Lord slowly got up from his seat, and said, "Xuan Fang, I will leave it to you at the Real Spiritual Academy. Don't let me down."

"Yes, Lord Spirit King!"

When the voice fell, when Xuan Fang raised his head, he found that Lord had disappeared without a trace, his tense nerves relaxed, and he said to himself: "Can't you reveal any news about adults...look? Lord Lai Lingwang, I don't want others to know his existence."

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Three days later.

More than five hundred souls came together and stepped into the Mao Spiritual Academy one by one.

This is the first time that they have stepped into the towering white wall and saw a corner of Seireitei with their own eyes!

"This... is this the Seireitei, where the gods of death live?"

"What a beautiful house, what a big square, what a rich...spiritual power!"

"Wow—is this heaven? I just took a breath and felt full!"

Everyone stood on the huge square paved with white bricks, looking at the rolling houses not far away, feeling the rich spiritual power in the Mao Spiritual Academy, and their hearts were full of shock!

boom-

A terrifying spiritual pressure rose up, everyone was like a heavy burden, and the huge pressure almost suppressed them on the ground!

But there are still a few people among them. UU Read is still under this terrifying spiritual pressure, insisting on not lying on the ground, but barely maintaining a standing posture.

Step... step... step...

The old man with white beard and white hair, with a cane in his hand, his eyes dazzling like a blazing sun, the whole body's spiritual pressure surging like substance, aroused the roar of the billowing wind and waves.

Although the pace of the old man was slow, he was extremely firm, and walked in front of everyone.

Boom!

The crutches fell heavily on the white brick ground, and the old man's eyes burst out with a terrifying power like a blazing sun, sweeping the crowd in the square one by one.

The moment everyone was swept by those eyes, they all felt as if they had seen the'sun', and their souls were as if they were being burned by hot flames!

"Old man, called Xuan Fang."

The sound of Xuan Fang resounded like thunder and resounded throughout the square: "From today, you are the students of the Mao Spiritual Academy. I hope you will move forward in the future, not forgetting your original intention, and become a **** of death, guarding the soul of the corpse. World, and give your own strength!"