Heaven Defying Dark Empress

Looking at Bei Zun, his brows were also slightly tightened.

The expression on Mr. Qin's Chinese character face was always serious. He could not see any emotions or clues. He held the golden scroll in his hand and said, "Dear friends, I have been waiting for a long time."

The hearts of the monks below were beating so fast that they almost reached their throats.

Someone was curious, "I don't know how much the highest score can be achieved this year."

"Although it is difficult, there must be someone who can reach 900." In addition to caring about themselves, everyone is also guessing how far this year's highest score can reach.

Although the difficulty of the assessment varies from session to session, the difference is no more than eighteen or nineteen.

And in the Ziyang Sect's recent million-year promotion assessment, the highest record of 993 points was set by Mo Liuxian when he was 37 years old and judged the main alchemist.

No one can break it so far!

Elder Qin held up the scroll of the gold list, and said in a low voice, "I worship the Supreme Daoist Monarch and announce it in the name of Ziyang Pill Sect. This assessment is fair, fair, and open. I will make this list public."

After these words fell, everything was silent, and the hearts of a group of people were beating wildly.

Elder Qin raised his arms upwards, and the golden scroll came out of his hand, climbed into the air, unfolded and fell down. After a buzzing sound, the golden list of the scroll shone with light, and a little bit of writing, one by one, jumped and floated out.

From bottom to top, they turn into phantoms and appear in the night sky one by one.

"Ah, it's only in the thirties, it's really embarrassing."

"Sixty-eight, I really can't bear to see it."

The tone of those at the bottom was relaxed, and many people found their names and their grades one after another.

It's just that the further they went, the more anxious their voices became.

"Oh, I've worked hard for three years, but I still have more than 200 points!"

"There are only more than three hundred dead and alive. It seems that I have no talent."

"I don't want to live with me."

Crying, laughing, flustered, all kinds of expressions.

Ouyang Xuan was also so nervous that she couldn't breathe, she knew where she was, so she didn't care about the one in front of her, she glanced at it, and only followed the name that kept showing up.

It's six hundred points!

"It's over, I really have me, that's great!" When dozens of names above the 600 percentile surfaced together, there was a burst of cheers from the square, and those people shouted excitedly.

After 600 points, it can basically be said that you can be selected as a disciple of the foreign sect.

Ouyang Xuan held her breath and was still waiting, her eyes never left the vast ocean-like phantom list for a moment.

Qi Yeran glanced at Mu Tianyin next to her, her handsome eyebrows raised slightly.

Is this confident?

Mu Tianyin was also watching, but her expression was as if she was walking in the back garden, she glanced left, right, up, and down, as if she didn't care about her results, or not worried.

It's eight hundred points!

The surroundings of Ouyang Xuan were completely still, her ears buzzing, as if she couldn't hear any sound, when the three big characters representing her emerged, the noise around her instantly resumed.

All shouting for her impressive achievements!

Eight hundred and forty-eight!

"Ah——" Ouyang Xuan shouted excitedly, jumping up regardless of her image, ecstatic.

With such difficulty, she actually scored 848 points!

How can I not be excited?

The last time the Qingpao Elder was promoted, it was scored at 850 points. Judging from Ouyang Xuan's own experience, this time it will definitely be below 850 points. She knows this very well.

So with this high score, she is almost sure that she can pass the promotion line of the elders in green robes in the examination of the dossier!

The further you go, the slower the name will pop up.

This time, there were no more than ten monks with a score of 800, and they were basically hovering at the bottom line, but Ouyang Xuan was at the top, and her name and grades jumped out, almost attracting everyone's attention.

The scores on her are still slowly emerging one by one.

Cheng Yi sneaked to Ouyang Xuan's side at some point, and gave her a thumbs up, "Senior Sister Ouyang, you are really amazing."

"Where." Ouyang Xuan withdrew her eyes, her mouth couldn't close her smile, "I made a lot of mistakes."

"You're so good, if you don't make more mistakes, we won't be able to work." Cheng Yi continued to flatter, and for Ouyang Xuan, it was right to say something nice anyway.

Ouyang Xuan smiled angrily, "How much are you?"

Cheng Yi laughed and compared a number, "Just seven hundred."

"You are not bad, this time the difficulty has increased." Ouyang Xuan comforted.

"I can only comfort myself like this." Cheng Yi was also a little proud, but he shook his head with a bitter face, "There is still no hope for being promoted to a core disciple this time, and I still need my senior sister to take care of me."

"It's natural." Whether it's true or not, Ouyang Xuan likes it.

More than eight hundred, there are nine people!

When the score reached 900, a person's name flashed almost every few seconds, like bright stars, flickering and shrinking, and finally floated and fixed, fully displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Ouyang Xuan got her own grades, and now she has time to take care of others, she walked up to Mu Tianyin, and asked if she was concerned, "Did Junior Brother Mu find out my name?"

Let him take pride in front of himself!

"It's really hard to find if you're dazed. You can go to Mr. Qin's later to test with your own true blood, and you'll see the results right away." Ouyang Xuan didn't want Mu Tianyin to answer, and said to herself, "I'm afraid you don't know, Junior Brother Mu, so I'll tell you."

In that tone, there was an obvious element of showing off and running.

Such a rare opportunity, how could Ouyang Xuan not seize it, and get back the face she lost before.

"But you have to line up early, Mr. Qin is strict, even if you are a disciple of Shengzun, Junior Brother Mu, you can't go through the back door." Cheng Yi also 'kindly' reminded, smiling like a flower.

I was always overwhelmed by this kid before, but now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He doesn't care how long this kid has studied, but as a disciple of Shengzun, if his grades are not as good as that of a disciple of the inner sect, how ridiculous is this?

Before Ouyang Xuan could wait for Mu Tianyin's answer, she was distracted by a sudden boiling sound.

"Damn it, no!"

"Let me die!"

"Full marks!"

The continuous call was like a mountain torrent rushing wildly, like a storm swept out.

Full marks! Did she hear correctly?

Ouyang Xuan was stunned, that would break the 993 records of the Holy Master, how could there be such a capable person in this session?