The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

Xingwang's evaluation is not too slow, Xi Qingyin squinted her eyes and looked at the time in the comment area, and the estimated number has already come out.

Looking back, he himself was taken aback.

【Psychic Power Fluctuation: 91】

——It actually passed the threshold of 90? !

God, this seems to be the painting with the highest spiritual fluctuation since he became a royal painter.

The cat bounced back and forth on the black table, circling the star network screen, looking at it in novelty.

Generally speaking, if the mental power fluctuation is stable above 70, the imperial painting level should also reach the level of an A-level imperial painter.However, there is still a very important problem, that is, even if they are both A-level imperial painters, they are divided into three, six, and nine grades.

Some people are really high-quality 'Super A-level', and some people, such as Randy who slammed his fake art on the Internet before, this person is a 'moisture-level A' who can draw 70 enough .

The Empire is more of a little more than 70's "edge-level A", and the former Xi Qingyin is one of them.

It's a bit funny to say, when he just got the A-level imperial painter certificate, he felt guilty almost every day, always feeling that he got it by luck, and he would definitely be finished if he took the exam again.During that time, he was worried all the time, even when he saw online fans bragging for him all over the world, he was afraid that the Royal Painters Association would have a brain twitch and ask him to retake the exam.

Of course, all of the above are in the past tense.

Today is different from the past, the cat's eyes are shining brightly looking at the sketch in front of him.

A painting with mental fluctuations of 90 should already be at a relatively high level among A-level royal painters. I didn't expect his imperial painting skills to improve so quickly after turning back to the original.At this speed, after accepting the inheritance...Xi Qingyin suddenly felt excited, and when he returned to his human body, wouldn't it be as if he had been completely reborn?

Just when the thoughts in his head could not be controlled and flew away, the audience who were watching the live broadcast were also surprised.

"Woccccc! Mental power fluctuation 91? My God, I have only seen such high-level paintings in museums! Ever since I paid attention to Sishouda, my cognition has been refreshed every day..."

"What happened? Why did the number of people in the live broadcast room rise so fast, so how could I have a chance to snatch this painting? I beg you to open a custom order or auction, huh huh QAQ"

"In this way, I am even more curious about the identity of the fourth master. He can draw works with mental power fluctuations above 90, and we have eliminated some possible candidates. I feel that no one meets the requirements... Ah! Could it be that the master is at the level of an imperial hero? painter?"

"You don't care who he is, these days every day in the middle of the night squatting four hands to buy new goods, and today he even squatted at the scene of the royal painting with mental power fluctuations above 90, it's so exciting! I announce that today I will start entering four A big hole in your hand!"

No matter how excited or excited everyone was, Xi Qingyin didn't have the heart to read the rainbow farts in the comment section. He was focusing on the sketch right now.

Although the mental power fluctuation of Xingwang test has exceeded 90, this sketch has not yet passed the scoring test of Heitaizi. It is not too early to be happy, after all, Heitaizi is the highlight of tonight.

Peeling the painting away from the scanning light of the star network, the cat struggled to hold the edge of the frame with its pink nose, and slowly pushed forward.

"Puchi...Puchi..."

It took a lot of effort to get the painting stuck into the groove of the sketch, Xi Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief, and obediently sat aside and waited.

【15......20......25......】

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he has never seen his score improve so quickly.In the blink of an eye, the speed has already reached more than 30, and at this time the speed gradually slows down.

[32...34...36...39...]

It's 39 points!

The cat's azure blue pupils remained motionless, staring closely at the light wave text on the black table.

Must pass, must pass!He has really tried his best, if he is still under 40...

Xi Qingyin didn't have time to dwell on it for too long, and soon the score on the black table flashed suddenly, as if it was a matter of course, and quietly jumped past the 40-point mark.

However, the upward trend of ratings has not stopped!

【41, 42, 43...】

Xi Qingyin seemed to see an old and slow snail climbing up the vine bit by bit.Every step is extremely difficult, just like his way of imperial painting.

Under his gaze, the scoring number trembled slightly, and finally stopped at '45 points', without changing for a long time.

- 45 points!

The cat was overjoyed and looked around the painting for a long time uncontrollably, even reluctant to touch it with its paw.

Meow meow!What kind of shocking and cute Rong Yunjing is? The previous oil painting clearance was inspired by him, and the sketch clearance this time was inspired by him.If Xi Qingyin still has a human body now, he would be grateful to draw ten more paintings and give them all to Rong Yunjing.

When the excitement in her heart calmed down a little and her rationality surged up again, Xi Qingyin encountered a rare difficulty.

This sketch managed to score more than 40 points, and he absolutely couldn't foolishly throw it on the star network for sale.It's not just a matter of reckless waste, the key is that there is no new inspiration coming in, and if he is asked to paint again, he may not be able to paint it!

But what else can I do if I don’t sell the painting?

There are tens of thousands of people on the star network waiting for him to upload new goods, so you can't pretend you didn't see them, right?

During the stalemate, the cat's eyes slowly moved to the right, and lightly landed on the Chinese painting lying quietly... Counting the days, it's time for the Imperial Painters Association to release the research results!

[Ding dong!The "Four Hands Waste Painting Shop" you are concerned about has new products, hurry up and take a look~]

The notification sound from Xingwang rang in the ears of countless people. They were all excited, and they couldn't wait to exit the live broadcast room with a black screen and go to the virtual shelf to check.

"Aww! After waiting for most of the night, the four hands are finally available, this time I must grab it!"

"It's time to test your hand speed, hehehe everyone, come on~"

"His Royal Highness bless you! Goddess Sophia bless you! God, I really want this sketch!"

After gearing up for a while, someone finally noticed something was wrong and typed sluggishly: "Wait, why does this painting look a little different from the previous one?"

"What's the difference?"

After being reminded to take a closer look, everyone was shocked.

It's just a little bit different, it's very different, even the type of painting has changed directly.

The paintings on the shelf are as disorganized as rice paper splashed with ink, and only two human figures can be roughly seen, as if they were singing to wine at a banquet, or as if they were red-faced bargaining in a busy city.

Although I can't tell what the painting is, but because of the recent turmoil, it is easy to recognize that this cheap-looking work is a Chinese painting.

Many people were stunned immediately: Isn't Chinese painting a kind of waste painting?Waste paintings are useless things!

Unlike the people who were greatly disappointed, in the imperial capital Yujia Castle, there was a young man whose back gradually straightened.

Before that, no matter whether he was painting live or scanning over 90 points, his expression was like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.But as soon as the painting appeared, his expression suddenly changed, and his body couldn't help getting closer.

"Master Hibiscus, it's time for you to take your medicine!"

Yu Mujin turned a deaf ear to it, and stared at the Xingwang screen with full attention, muttering: "The traditional Chinese painting is actually chosen to be auctioned. This mysterious royal painter is really a bold artist."

The goods interface is clearly written, the auction time is undecided, and the mental power of the painting fluctuates by 0.2. This number is really too low, so low that it is almost negligible.

The comment area is also full of doubts and confusion. No one understands why the shopkeeper suddenly changed his mind, removed the masterpiece with a value of 91, and replaced it with a "waste painting garbage" with a value of 0.2 to make up the number.

As the third young master of the Yu family, although Yu Mujin is weak and sick and lives in seclusion, her vision is much higher than these ordinary people.

Thinking of the notice from the Imperial Painters Association, he turned his head and said to the servants lined up beside him: "Oil painting repairs damage to mental power, and sketch repairs damage to mental power. Then what do you think the curative effect of Chinese painting will be?"

"This……"

After hesitating for a while, the servants asked with embarrassment: "Isn't traditional Chinese painting waste painting? All waste painting has no curative effect."

"..." Yu Mujin was silent for a long time, and suddenly shook her head mockingly: "That's right, I, a useless person who can't hold a knife or write, what am I looking forward to?"

There was a dead silence in the castle, and the servants knew that they had touched the young master's pain point, so they buried their heads and did not dare to say another word.

After throwing a small cannonball into the hearts of the squatting crowd, Xi Qingyin herself was calmer than anyone else.His mind was obviously not on the star network, he just hurriedly clicked the auction button, and then hurriedly logged off.

One reason is that the auction is supposed to be over soon, and the other reason is...Xi Qingyin stared at the ice cubes behind the black table with fixed eyes, feeling uncertain in her heart.

If I didn't hear it wrong just now, the big ice block that sealed the cat's mask seemed to ring twice?

The cat jumped off the black table and slowly approached the ice cube.A cold and dusty figure was reflected on the surface of the ice cube, and next to it was the rippled font that I had seen a few days ago.

[Cat Mask: A spiritual tool that can temporarily transform the civets into human bodies. To use this thing, a painting must be used as a 'battery'. The higher the score of the painting, the longer it will take to transform into a human body. 】

But this time, there is another line of inconspicuous small words at the bottom: the oil painting and sketch have been filled, and the cat mask will be tried soon.Trial time, 10 minutes.

What, what? !

When he stopped in place and continued to doubt his life, the big ice cube in front of him shattered inch by inch.

With a crisp 'crack' sound, the mask fell to the ground, and like a tiger wolf, it flew towards him with head covering face.Before he even had time to struggle, he was lifted up by the mask and fell hard to the ground again.

"Ahhh...?"

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The expected pain did not come, Xi Qingyin opened her eyes in a trance, and found that she was caught by a gorgeous big bed.

The surrounding environment is dark and opaque, but it reveals a low-key luxury everywhere. It seems to be the bedroom of the Golden Peacock, but with a wider perspective, it really looks a little uncomfortable.

After looking around for five seconds, Xi Qingyin suddenly woke up, and belatedly stretched out her hand in front of her eyes.

The hands that are used to painting are well maintained. Under the pale skin, there are blue blood vessels looming, and the slender fingers look very seductive. In short, they are very different from the soft little jio of a cat.

Really turned back into a human...

etc!Xi Qingyin realized in an instant, now that he has become a human being, are you serious, old ancestor? !

What to do, what to do, I have been painting in the Inheritance Bead for several hours, maybe the auction is over, if Rong Yunjing suddenly pushes the door in... Ahhh, don't worry, don't worry, there must be a way!

"Fortunately I'm still wearing a mask..."

Xi Qingyin thankfully raised her hand to touch her face, and after staying there for two seconds, she couldn't help but burst out in cursing: "Fuck! Where's my cat mask?"

"It's okay, I can go back to the place of inheritance and hide."

Ten seconds later, Xi Qingyin, who was brutally kicked out of the place of inheritance, dressed without tears. Looking for a better place, he at least snatched Zhuo Ya's clothes, so that he wouldn't see others naked.

While getting dressed, Xi Qingyin comforted herself indiscriminately in her mind: It's okay, didn't it mean to try it out for only 10 minutes? Rong Yunjing was at the auction for the past few hours, so it wouldn't be the case that he just came back in just 10 minutes, right?

Thinking of this, he finally managed to calm down a bit, and put on his clothes and tied his belt at the speed of light.As soon as she got dressed and raised her eyes to look in the direction of the door, Xi Qingyin's brain froze suddenly, and she couldn't move at the same place.

The doorknob twisted slightly, someone was about to open the door and come in!

Xi Qingyin felt [-]% suffocated, and the villain in her heart yelled crazily: Don't come sooner, don't come later, Your Royal Highness, it's too timely for you old man to come here at this time! ! !

The author has something to say: the battle between birds and cats, when the face-to-face battle is in progress!