The moment she saw the scroll, Murong Yin's heart suddenly beat 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 bidding."
The items in a secret realm, even just a piece of scrap paper, are valuable, so even if there is no starting price, the auction is still hot.
"1,000 gold coins!"
"5,000 gold coins!"
"100,000 gold coins!"
"200,000 gold coins!"
"10 million gold coins!"
When the 10 million gold coins came out, most of the people in the lobby gave up, except for the private rooms on the second floor and the third floor who had been silent.
Compared with an uncertain treasure and the actual elixir later, the elixir is still more important at the moment.
"5,000 gold coins!"
Box No. 5 on the second floor made a sound.
"7,000 gold coins!"
Box No. 9 on the second floor.
"100 million gold coins!" Box No. 1.
Once the 100 million came out, some people gave up bidding.
Murong Yin saw that it was almost done and said calmly: "110,000 gold coins."
As soon as the voice from the third floor came out, there was silence in the lobby.
In fact, every time the things taken on the third floor seemed to them a little inappropriate for his identity.
For a painting, the price of 100 million has exceeded its own value.
What's more, it's just a fragment, and it's not certain whether it can be put together in the future.
The Feng Lie siblings were also shocked by Murong Yin's sudden price increase.
"Sister Yin, do you know this scroll?" Feng Ran asked doubtfully.
Murong Yin shook his head: "I don't know, do you know?"
Fengran shook his head and looked at his brother.
Unexpectedly, Feng Lie also shook his head.
Fengran: "Since Sister Yin doesn't know the place on this scroll, why did she still take pictures? Does it mean that Sister Yin thinks there is something wrong with this scroll?"
Murong Yin shook his head: "No, I just think it's a bit special. If I take a photo of it, it might be useful in the future."
Fengran didn't quite understand how Murong Yin spent money: "Okay. But, sister Yin, do you have so much money?"
Murong Yin paused as she served the tea: "Uh, it'll be there in a minute."
Feng Ran: "."
After the bid was called on the third floor, no one said a word for a long time. Xia Feng knew that the auction item was almost done and the final decision was made.
In the end, the painting was auctioned for 110 million.
When the waiter brought the scroll up, Murong Yin and the others took a look at it, but none of them recognized it, so she threw it into the space.
At the same time, the auction of elixirs was in full swing.
In the end, the first group of pills was bought by Box 1 for 130 million; the second group was bought by Box 2 for 200 million.
At an auction, Murong Yin made a lot of money.
After Xia Feng presented the auction gold, Murong Yin took two full liang of Najie's medicinal materials and auction items and left through a secret passage with the brother and sister.
Along the way, Fengran brother and sister looked at Murong Yin as if they were looking at a golden doll.
Big boss, rich guy! 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 man on the third floor was the one who sent the final elixir.
As a result, there was no one on the third floor.
They had no choice but to leave.
As soon as the three people left the auction house, they quickly changed their clothes and started walking around the streets like ordinary cultivators.
After buying some things, the three of them returned to the inn together and took an early rest.
After all, registration for Tianxing Academy’s admissions will begin tomorrow morning.
The time limit is one day. After that time, no matter how talented you are, you have to wait until the next enrollment.
Murong Yin returned to the room, turned around and entered the space.
She had to hurry up and refine the medicine. She had a hunch that the assessment at Tianxing Academy would not be easy.
One night passed, when the sky turned white, Murong Yin finally left the space, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.
When the time came, Murong Yin opened her eyes on time, got up quickly, washed up, 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 everyone in the inn.
Many people speculated when there was such a stunning person in the inn.
I never expected that these were the three sloppy people from more than ten days ago.
Although the three of them arrived earlier, there were still many 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 line with relatively few people and stood in line, looking around from time to time.
When they were queued up, Murong Yin looked at the registration requirements.
You cannot hide your cultivation name, age, or else, once discovered, you will not be allowed to enter Tianxing Academy for life.
Murong Yin looked at the person across the table and said, "Sign up."
"Name, age, cultivation level." A cold voice sounded.
"Murong Yin, sixteen years old, at the peak of spiritual silence."
The disciple who was taking notes slowly shook his hand, drew a line, and looked at her in surprise.
Ask softly: "How much?"
Murong Yin said again: "The peak of spiritual silence."
The disciple swallowed his saliva and said, "I mean, how old are you."
Murong Yin didn't know why: "Sixteen."
"Gudong"
The sound of a clear swallowing sound was earth-shattering.
The two looked at each other, embarrassed.
It's amazing that I'm sixteen years old and he's in his twenties with the same cultivation level.
"Senior brother, hurry up and register. I haven't had breakfast yet and I'm hungry." Murong Yin urged, not wanting to waste time.
The disciple choked up and said: "Okay, you must be here on time before Chenshi tomorrow. If you pass the time, you will automatically give up your qualifications for the assessment. This is the jade slip. Take it."
The disciple opened a new page and registered again. During this process, he looked up at Murong Yin many times.
"Next one." Finally remembering this one, the disciple breathed a sigh of relief and called out the next one.
"Feng Lie, 20 years old, at the peak of spiritual silence."
Damn it!
The disciple's eyes widened, another person younger than him reached the pinnacle of Lingji!
He wrote down the information with trembling hands, and then spoke: "Next, next."
"Feng Ran, 15 years old, in the middle stage of spiritual silence."
Click——
The pen holder in the disciple's hand broke, and he stared dumbly at the smiling little girl in front of him.
This, this, this, where did these freaks come from!
Feng Ran smiled sweetly: "Brother, hurry up and remember. I have something else I want to ask you."
"Oh oh oh, okay." 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, just, just, I want to know, is the Tianxing test difficult?" Feng Ran hesitated for a while and asked.
When the disciple heard this question, he suddenly smiled mysteriously: "It's hard to say, but it's not difficult for you. It just depends on whether you can endure it."
ah?
"Does the assessment take a long time?" Feng Ran asked.
As a result, the disciple stopped talking and just smiled meaningfully.
At this time, Feng Ran was at a loss and subconsciously looked at his brother and Murong Yin.