Chapter 93 The Council of Presidents

More than ten minutes later, two figures jumped out of the mine and ran fast.

It was Wang Qian and Lei Bojun.

As soon as he got out of the mine, Lei Bojun immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked on the screen a few times.

His big G is modified and can be unmanned, and Lei Bojun uses the intelligent control system to let the car drive over by itself.

Wang Qian nodded slightly, and moved forward at full speed, no matter how fast the speed of the quenching body was nine, he couldn't catch up with the car.

Big G can run up to 180 kilometers per hour, which is 50 meters in one second.

The soldier at the registration desk only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and two black shadows ran in front of him.

"Running so fast, there are ghosts in the fifth-class ruins. ”

The soldier looked at the backs of Wang Feng and muttered.

Then the two of them stepped on the big G, Lei Bojun stepped on the accelerator to the end, and with a bang, turned into an afterimage, and left quickly.

As soon as Wang Gan and the others left, Meng Hao and the others also followed, but Wang Gan and the others had long since disappeared.

Looking at the empty woods, Meng Hao roared angrily, turned his head, looked at the soldier, and asked viciously, "What are the names of the two people who just left?"

"I'm sorry, you don't have the right to know, and I can't tell you. ”

The soldier glanced at Meng Qingshan and said lightly, very calmly.

Meng Hao slapped the table, grabbed the soldier's collar, and threatened: "Tell me immediately, otherwise I will make you regret it."

"Heh, regret. ”

The soldier smiled disdainfully, as if he already knew what would happen to Meng Hao next.

Sure enough, as soon as Meng Qingshan finished speaking, a strong man in military uniform suddenly flew from a distance and kicked Meng Hao directly away.

With a bang, Meng Hao flew out more than ten meters away and slammed into the ground, breaking a few ribs.

Meng Hao stared at the officer, but he didn't dare to say anything, because the strength of this officer was much stronger than him.

"Yo, dare you stare at me?" the officer smiled and made a phone call.

In less than two minutes, several soldiers with real guns and ammunition walked up to Meng Hao's side and held him up, not knowing where to take him.

Bai Yiwen and the others watched this scene from a distance with a cold attitude.

"Idiot, you dare to make trouble in the army. ”

One of them looked at the direction Meng Hao had left and sneered.

Even if the fifth-rank relics are opened, the military will send spirit realm or A-level abilities to take charge, not to mention the second-class and first-class relics, there will naturally be stronger cultivators.

And part of the reason why the troops stationed there are so many guns is to prevent people from making trouble.

Meng Hao was arrested, and it is estimated that he will inevitably have a hard meal.

It is said that there were S-class abilities who relied on their strength to make trouble in the ruins, and seriously injured the soldiers stationed at the ruins, and were directly killed on the spot.

At this time, Wang Qian and the two were sitting in the big G, and they had already left the boundary of Jianlong Mountain.

In the car, Lei Bojun asked while driving, "What treasure did you get?"

Wang Qian smiled mysteriously, took out the jade box in the compressed backpack, and opened it.

The red light instantly illuminates the interior of the car, and with it, a breath of heat.

"What is this?" Sun Shaoyan asked, looking at the iridescent liquid.

Wang Gan said: "This is the essence blood of Jiaolong. ”

"What did you say!"

Lei Bojun was excited, braked suddenly, and the car suddenly stopped, almost throwing Wang Qian out.

"Why are you so excited? Can you be as calm as I am. Wang Feng said.

Lei Bojun was as white as Wang Qian, looking at the essence and blood, and his speech was a little stammering.

"I said, 'The king... Wang Gan, is this really the essence blood of the dragon? The legend of the Sword Dragon Mountain is also true?"

"Really, this is the essence blood of the dragon, and the legend of the Sword Dragon Mountain is also true, the strong ape is the swordsman who killed the evil Jiao. Wang Qian said in a firm tone.

"Mom, I sent it, I didn't expect there to be such a good thing in a fifth-class ruins, Wang Qian, you are really my lucky star!"

Lei Bojun's mind was full of dragon essence and blood, and he didn't ask Wang Gan how he dared to be so sure.

As he spoke, Lei Bojun suddenly leaned towards Wang Gan, wanting to hug Wang Gan.

"Drive well. Pushing Lei Bojun away, Wang Qian said: "I have obtained the essence blood, but now there is still a problem."

"There is only one drop of essence blood, how can we divide the two, and the energy contained in essence blood is too explosive, we don't dare to take it directly."

Lei Bojun thought for a moment and said, "Wang Qian, if you believe me, you can give me this drop of essence blood, and I will send it back to Angel Pharmaceutical for analysis and testing."

"Then, according to our physical fitness, it is diluted and dissolved, and it is prepared into a nutrient solution until we can take it."

"After dissolving, you are eight and I are two".

"After all, the essence blood is completely obtained by you alone, and I didn't make much effort, it's enough to divide into two percent, what do you think?"

Wang Qian thought about it and agreed.

Even if he had the Purgatory Town Elephant Technique, he didn't dare to directly refine the Jiaolong essence blood.

Lei Bojun's family is one of the directors of Angel Pharmaceutical, and there may be a way to dilute the essence blood of Jiaolong.

If Lei Bojun dared to swallow it privately, Wang Gan would go to Mentor Xiao Zhan to help get it back, which was also the reason why Wang Gan was relieved to hand over his essence blood to Lei Bojun.

A few hours later, the two returned to the mourning compound.

"Wait for my good news. ”

After Lei Bojun left a word, he left.

At the same time, dozens of people had gathered in the office of the dean's office of the Spiritual Academy, sitting around the table of the conference.

Sitting at the top was the dean of the West Xuanling Academy, Qin Yifeng.

Qin Yifeng is seventy years old this year, but he is a strong man in the Spirit Realm with a long lifespan, looking like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Geneticists and biologists have roughly calculated the lifespan of a cultivator based on the activity and strength of the cells.

Cultivators in the late stage of body quenching can live to be at least 100 years old.

The lifespan of the Spirit Aperture Realm is more than one hundred and fifty years, and the lifespan of the Spirit Realm is more than two hundred years.

The lifespan limit of the Spirit Pill Realm is about five hundred years old, and the lifespan of a strong person in the Spirit Realm is even more than a thousand years.

Of course, this is theoretical, and it has only been twenty years since the revival of Reiki has been revived, and no one has lived that long.

But there is no doubt that the higher the cultivation, the more vigorous the vitality.

The lifespan of an adequateness is much shorter than that of a spiritual cultivator, and the lifespan of an SSS-level supernatural is only eight hundred years, after all, the supernatural person majored in spiritual power, and the physical strength is much worse.

However, a psychic researcher has put forward a conjecture that after the death of an SSS-level supernatural person, it is possible that the spiritual will will survive, and as long as a suitable physical body is found, it can be resurrected.

As soon as this conjecture was raised, it instantly caused an uproar in the circle of cultivators.

Some are for it, some are against.

Those who support it believe that if the spiritual will can really survive and be reborn by attaching to other people's bodies, it is a good thing that the top combat power of the human race can be preserved.

Those who oppose it believe that this is a loss of heaven and reason, because when the scholar put forward this conjecture, he focused on pointing out that when reborn, a physical body with sufficient cell activity is required, in other words, the body of a living person.

In the end, since no SSS adepts were willing to do this experiment, and the government intervened to ban it, this conjecture could not be confirmed, and it was closed.

Qin Yifeng did not have a trace of white hair, his body was tall, his face was square, and he had a masculine aura.

An invisible aura spread out from his side, not angry and arrogant.

The three vice-presidents sat on his left and right.

On the right are Long Wu and Feng Changqing, vice presidents.

On the left is Vice Dean Shen Wei, an SS-level peak ability.

Shen Wei was wearing a white robe, with a green silk tied up with a hairpin, her expression was leisurely and her appearance was beautiful.

At this moment, she is closing her eyes and recuperating her spirits, detached from the world, like a Taoist immortal in mythology,

The six hall masters and the twelve deputy hall masters sat down in turn, and the mentors who had cultivated to reach the peak of the Lingtai Realm or the peak of the S-level were all there, including Xiao Zhan.

At this time, Vice President Long Wu was flipping through a document explaining the recent situation of the West Xuanling Academy.

"Among this year's old students, there are a total of 231 people who have broken through to the Spirit Aperture Realm, and a total of 60 people who have broken through to the A-level ability. ”

"There are a total of 33 people who have broken through to the Lingtai Realm, and 11 S-level abilities. ”

"One person who has broken through to the elixir realm, and two SSS-level abilities. ”

"Since the outbreak of the Reiki tide last year, the casualty rate of students has been getting higher and higher. ”

"The mortality rate of those who do tasks in the quenching stage and B-class abilities is about two percent, the mortality rate of those in the Spirit Aperture Realm and A-level abilities is about one percent, and the mortality rate of those in the Spirit Platform Realm and S-class abilities is less than one percent. ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the office became oppressive, and the instructors sighed.

This mortality rate is too high, two out of a hundred students in the quenching stage will die at the hands of demons.

Although the mortality rate in the Lingtai Realm was less than one percent, it was because there were very few students at this level.

The students of the Spirit Academy are all geniuses among geniuses, and each of them is the top force of the future of mankind, and such a mortality rate can be described as a nerve-wracking death.

Dean Qin Yifeng sighed slightly, his eyes were low, and said, "Let's talk about the situation of this year's freshmen." ”

Among the three vice presidents, although Long Wu's strength is slightly weaker, the affairs of the West Xuanling Academy are generally handled by him.

He is old, and his talent is much worse than Feng Changqing and Shen Wei, so he has no complaints.

Long Wu got up and continued, "Among this year's freshmen, there are eighty-eight supernatural beings and four hundred and twelve spiritual cultivators. ”

"There are eighty-four freshmen in the first echelon, three hundred and ten freshmen in the second echelon, and one hundred and six freshmen in the third echelon. ”

Qin Yifeng frowned slightly, and asked, "Why are there so few freshmen in the first echelon?" ”

Long Wu said: "It's already a lot, because of the tide of spiritual energy, the number of heavenly and earthly treasures has increased a lot, and among the freshmen in this year, there are nearly thirty more freshmen in the first echelon than in previous years." ”

Qin Yifeng shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "The aura tide is not only the fate of our human beings, but also the fate of demons. ”