Report to Emperor Zun: Others cry when the empress rolls

Chapter 135 Picture Scroll, Star Registration

The moment she saw the picture scroll, Murong Yin's heart suddenly jumped twice.

Murong Yin immediately looked intently, but couldn't see anything.

"Everyone, our auction house accidentally discovered this scroll in a secret place. It is just a fragment. If you are interested, you can participate in the auction."

An item in a secret realm, even if it is just a piece of waste paper, is valuable, so even if there is no starting price, the auction is still hot.

"1 thousand gold coins!"

"5 thousand gold coins!"

"10 million gold coins!"

"20 million gold coins!"

"1000 million gold coins!"

When the 1000 million gold coins came out, most of the people in the lobby gave up except for the boxes on the second floor and the third floor where there was no sound.

Comparing an uncertain treasure with the real pill later, the pill is still more important at present.

"5000 gold coins!"

There was a sound from Box No. [-] on the second floor.

"7000 gold coins!"

Box No. [-] on the second floor.

"1 million gold coins!" Room 1.

As soon as the 1 million came out, some gave up bidding.

Murong Yin saw that it was almost done, and said softly, "1 gold coins."

As soon as the voice from the third floor came out, there was a moment of silence in the lobby.

In fact, every time something was photographed on the third floor, it seemed to them that it was not worthy of his identity.

For a picture scroll, the price of 1 million has exceeded its own value.

What's more, it is a fragmented volume, and it is not certain whether it can be assembled in the future.

The Feng Lie brothers and sisters were also taken aback by Murong Yin's sudden price increase.

"Sister Yin, do you know this scroll?" Feng Ran asked suspiciously.

Murong Yin shook her head: "I don't know, you guys know?"

Feng Ran shook his head and looked at his brother.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lie also shook his head.

Fengran: "Since elder sister Yin doesn't know the place on the picture scroll, why did she still take pictures? Could it be that elder sister Yin thinks there is something wrong with this scroll?"

Murong Yin shook her head: "No, I just think it's a bit special, and it might be useful in the future after taking a picture of it."

Feng Ran didn't quite understand how Murong Yin spent money: "Okay. But, sister Yin, do you have so much money?"

Murongyin paused while serving the tea: "Uh, it will be there in a while."

Wind dye: "."

After asking the price on the third floor, no one said anything for a long time.Xia Feng knew that this auction item was almost done, and the hammer fell to the final word.

In the end, the painting was auctioned at a price of 1 million yuan.

When the waiter presented the picture scroll, the three of Murongyin glanced at it, but they couldn't recognize her, so she was thrown into the space.

At the same time, the auction of pills was in full swing.

最终，第一组丹药以1亿3千万的价格由1号包厢拍下；第二组以2亿的价格由2号包厢拍下。

In an auction, Murong Yin made a lot of money.

After Xia Feng brought up the auction money, Murongyin took two whole rings of medicinal materials and auction items, and led the two brothers and sisters away from a secret passage.

Along the way, the brothers and sister Fengran looked at Murongyin as if they were looking at a golden doll.

Boss, rich man!They decided to follow Murong Yin from now on.

When the auction ended, many families came out to stare at the box on the third floor, wanting to see who it was.

Many people speculated that the person on the third floor was the sender of the last pill.

As a result, the third floor was long gone.

They had to leave.

As soon as the three of them left the auction house, they quickly changed their attire, and then walked around the street like ordinary cultivators.

After buying some things, the three of them went back to the inn together and had an early rest.

After all, tomorrow morning, the enrollment of Tianxing Academy will start.

The time limit is one day. After the time has passed, no matter how talented you are, you have to wait until the next enrollment.

Murongyin returned to the room, turned around and entered the space.

She has to hurry up to refine the medicine, she has a hunch that the assessment of the Star Academy must not be easy.

After one night, when the sky turned pale, Murong Yin finally left the space, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

As soon as the time came, Murong Yin opened her eyes on time, got up quickly, took a shower, and opened the door.

Feng Ran Feng Lie opened the door at the same time.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, went downstairs and left the inn.

As soon as the three handsome men and beauties appeared, they naturally attracted the people in the inn.

Many people guessed when there was such an amazing person in the inn.

I didn't expect that these were the three sloppy people more than ten days ago.

Although the three of them came earlier, there were still quite a few people gathered in front of the registration office of Tianxing Academy.

Looking around, they are all people of similar age.

The three of them found a relatively small team and lined up, looking around from time to time.

When they were in line, Murong Yin looked at the registration requirements.

You can't hide your cultivation name and age, otherwise, once discovered, you will be banned from entering Tianxing Academy for life.

Murong Yin looked at Humanity across the table and said, "Sign up."

"Name, age, cultivation level." A cold voice sounded.

"Murongyin, 16 years old, at the peak of spiritual stillness."

The disciple who was recording slowly, shook his hand, drew a line, and looked at her in surprise.

Ask softly: "How much?"

Murongyin said it again: "Peak of Lingji."

The disciple swallowed his saliva: "I mean, how old are you?"

Murong Yin didn't understand, so he said, "Sixteen."

"Gudong"

A clear swallowing sound was earth-shattering.

The two looked at each other, embarrassed.

The 16-year-old has the same cultivation level as his [-]-something year-old.

"Brother, hurry up and register, I haven't eaten breakfast yet, I'm hungry." Murong Yin urged, not wanting to waste time.

The disciple choked: "Okay, you must come here on time before tomorrow's hour. After the time, you will automatically give up the qualification for the examination. This is the jade slip, take it well."

The disciple opened a new page and re-registered, and looked up at Murongyin many times during the period.

"Next." Finally remembering this one, the disciple heaved a sigh of relief and called for the next one.

"Feng Lie, 20 years old, at the peak of spiritual stillness."

What the hell!

The disciple's eyes widened, another Lingji Peak who was younger than him!
He wrote down the information with trembling hands, and then said, "Next, next."

"Fengran, 15 years old, in the middle of spiritual silence."

click-

The pen holder in the disciple's hand was broken, and he stared dumbfounded at the smiling little girl in front of him.

This, this, where did these freaks come from!

Fengran smiled sweetly: "Brother, hurry up and remember, I still have something to ask you."

"Oh, oh, good." The disciple nodded blankly, quickly wrote down the information, raised his head, and his expression became much gentler: "I don't know what you want to ask?"

"Uh, that's right, that's right, I want to know, is the Tianxing assessment difficult?" Feng Ran was confused and asked.

When the disciple heard this, he suddenly smiled mysteriously: "It's hard to say, it's not difficult for you. It just depends on whether you can survive it."

what?
"Could it be a long time for the assessment?" Feng Ran asked.

As a result, the disciple stopped talking and just smiled meaningfully.

This time, Fengran was out of control, and subconsciously looked at his brother and Murongyin.

(End of this chapter)