The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Three days later.

The first enrollment of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy has ended.

Lord was sitting in the dean's office, looking through the compiled student information at hand, and raised his head and asked: "Xuan Fang, how is the enrollment situation?"

Xuan Fang is the oldest, most prestigious, and strongest among the ten instructors provided by the system, so he was naturally recommended by everyone, and with Lord's approval, he took charge of Zhenyang Spiritual Technique.

As the deputy dean of the hospital, the dean is naturally him.

"Go back to the dean..."

Xuan Fang stroked his white beard and said slowly: "There are a total of 572 students who have met the admission test requirements and have officially become the first batch of students."

"Among them are 335 people with tenth level spiritual pressure, 135 people with ninth level spiritual pressure, 86 people with eighth level spiritual pressure, 15 people with seventh level spiritual pressure, and one person with sixth level spiritual pressure!"

"Well done, thank you for your hard work." Lord said with satisfaction.

Currently, there are about 70,000 souls in the four major Rukongai. In comparison, the probability of a soul possessing the qualifications of a Shinigami is almost one percent!

Overall, it was quite successful.

Although not all of these 572 people may graduate, at least some of them will become the backbone of Soul Society one day in the future!

"List?"

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

"Dean, this is a genius specially recommended by the Qingshan clan. He has a sixth level of spiritual pressure before he enters the school." Xuan Fang explained at the right moment: "We have seen that child, and his talent is indeed quite outstanding."

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

The reason why Aoyama made the recommendation was not because of the child's spiritual pressure level or unusual learning speed.

It's because this child seems to have learned part of the Zanpakutō's true name in advance, but was unable to materialize it because his body was too weak.

Moreover, she is the only one who has been taught the Death God by everyone in the academy before she has officially entered school and gone through systematic training, and is officially designated as a super genius with the qualifications to become a captain-level Death God in the future!

After reading the information about this child, Lord's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart: "This kind of talent is probably not much different from Hitsugaya Toshiro, right?"

As long as a super genius like this doesn't perish along the way, it is almost a certainty that he will become a captain-level Shinigami within a hundred years.

And the premise of this "hundred years" is that there is no human intervention.

If he can create a 'Chongling Land' and increase the concentration of spiritual beings in the atmosphere, then this growth time may become even shorter!

There was another thing in the information about this child that caught Lord's attention.

According to Aoyama's investigation, it was discovered that this child was a group of souls who had just been extradited to the Soul Society a few days ago. There were also a group of children who came with her, and an orphanage has been established in the East District.

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

It turns out that this child was one of the souls that was extradited by him that day and mutated by the Mother of Ich.

Xuan Fang observed the words and noticed that Lord seemed to be very interested in the child, so he asked tentatively: "Since the dean is so interested, do you want to bring that child over and teach him personally?"

"No, let her stay in the academy. It will be better for you to teach her than to follow me." Lord shook his head and refused. He has a lot of things to do now, so how can he have time to teach students.

Xuan Fang did not insist anymore and nodded: "That's fine. Dean, please rest assured that Qingshan will teach the child with all his heart."

It was just a casual mention in the first place, and Lord didn't agree, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to explain it to the Qingshan clan.

The old man finally found someone to inherit his mantle. If he lost his apprentice, he might not be able to keep his beard when he returned.

"correct."

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

"It's been decided, it will be in three days." Xuan Fang paused after speaking, and then asked: "Dean, do you want to come over when school starts?"

Lord wondered: "What did I do there?"

Xuan Fang stroked his beard and said: "You are the nominal dean and the Lord Spiritual King. I think if you come in person when school starts, you can not only inspire the students, but also make them feel awe of you.

What do you think?"

Are you buying people's hearts...?

Lord chuckled lightly, tapped the wooden table with one finger, and said lightly: "Whether it's gratitude or awe, I don't need this kind of thing, I just need them to play their roles and complete their tasks.

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Xuan Fang was startled for a moment, and then he laughed as if he was mocking himself: "Yes, Lord Ling Wang has created this world, so why does he need any gratitude or awe? I am too old and arrogant. Please forgive me, Lord Ling King.

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"It doesn't matter."

Lord waved his hand, and then said in a deep voice: "But there is one thing you should pay attention to."

"Ling Wang, please speak!" Xuan Fang's expression became serious and he bowed down.

"You are not allowed to reveal anything about me, do you understand?" A glimmer of light surged in Lord's eyes, accompanied by an invisible pressure.

Xuan Fang's heart tightened and he nodded quickly: "Yes, I understand. We will never reveal anything about you!"

"That's good."

Lord slowly stood up from his seat and said, "Xuan Fang, I will leave the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy to you. Don't let me down."

"Yes, Lord Spirit King!"

As he finished speaking, when Xuan Fang looked up, he found that Lord had disappeared without a trace. His tense nerves relaxed and he said to himself: "Can't you reveal any information about your lord... Look.

Lord Lai Ling Wang, you don’t want others to know about his existence.”

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Three days later.

More than five hundred souls came together and entered the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy one by one.

This was their first time to step into the towering white walls and see a corner of the Seireitei with their own eyes!

"This...is this the Seireitei, where the Shinigami live?"

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

"Wow - is this paradise? I just took a breath and felt full!"

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

boom--

A terrifying spiritual pressure rose up, and everyone felt like they were carrying a heavy burden. The huge pressure almost suppressed them to the ground!

But there were still a few people among them who, still under this terrifying spiritual pressure, insisted on not lying on the ground, but reluctantly maintained a standing posture.

Tread...tap...tap...

The old man with white beard and white hair was holding a cane in his hand, his eyes were as dazzling as the sun, and the spiritual pressure around his body was surging like substance, stirring up the roar of rolling wind and waves.

Although the old man walked slowly, he was extremely determined and walked in front of everyone.

Boom!

The crutch fell heavily on the white brick floor, and the old man's eyes burst out with terrifying power like the blazing sun, scanning everyone in the square one after another.

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

"My name is Xuan Fang."

Xuan Fang's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the square: "From today on, you are students of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy. I hope you will work hard in the future, never forget your original intention, and become a god of death to protect the souls of corpses."

world, and dedicate your own strength!"