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"you?"
His eyes lit up and his bronze mask fists were clenched.
Everyone around was also shocked.
"Not bad!" With a snort, Zhang Jiuxiao raised his head and felt that he had really flown to the sky for a moment.
The most dignified genius of the Qingyuan Empire came here and could only stand, which made him feel aggrieved. Now that he finally has a chance to feel proud, one can imagine the excitement in his heart.
"Please ask Master Zhang to solve the seal for me!"
Bronze mask holds fists.
Since the moment he arrived, he has been unruly and unruly. Even Master Wu and others did not take it to heart. Now that he heard Zhang Jiuxiao say the name of the seal and be able to solve it, he could no longer hold back.
"Simple!"
In two steps, he came to the calligraphy and painting area and took out a writing brush. Zhang Jiuxiao turned around and glanced at it: "Zhang Xuan, Master Zhang, I might need you to help me grind it!"
"I?"
Zhang Xuan was stunned.
"Yes, I want to solve the seal. So many people present must also want to see Such an important thing should be obligatory!" Zhang Jiuxiao raised his eyelids.
The person in front of me has been slapped in the face since Lianxinqiao, making it impossible for him to step down. Just now, he was even asked to call him "uncle". Now that he has found an opportunity, he naturally has to humiliate him and let him know that genius is genius and nothing else. People, cats and dogs are all comparable.
"All right!"
With a bitter smile, Zhang Xuan shook his head.
If the other party can break the seal and grind the ink, it doesn't matter to him. He can just see the magic of the Eight Realm paintings.
Come to the front, take out the inkstone, and start grinding the ink.
"Um!"
Seeing the person in front of him, overwhelmed by his excellent temperament, working obediently and not daring to say a word, Zhang Jiuxiao was indescribably satisfied. He dipped his brush into it and tapped lightly on the scroll.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
The ink did not drip onto the picture, but stopped in the void, suspended in mid-air, and enveloped the white clouds.
The book comes from the void!
In the blink of an eye, a cloud that was exactly the same as the white cloud below appeared in the sky, floating quietly. After doing this, Zhang Jiuxiao thought about it and determined the position of the spirit under the cloud. Then he waved his hand and sent the ink back to the inkstone. With a raised eyebrow and a movement of spirit, the power of the soul immediately spread towards the painting.
"Huh? The soul power is indeed pure, it should be a special secret cultivation method"
Zhang Xuan nodded secretly.
Although the opponent's soul power is not worth mentioning compared to his, being able to do this with the opponent's strength means that he must have cultivated some powerful secret method.
Presumably it has a lot to do with the sage Zhang family.
"As expected of someone from a big family, even if they are only from a side line, their knowledge and skills are not comparable to those from a small place.
With emotion in his heart, Zhang Xuan quietly reached out his hand and touched the painting lightly.
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A book immediately appeared in my mind.
Just when I was about to watch, I saw Zhang Jiuxiao on one side, his face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his head.
"What's wrong?"
Having no time to read the content, Zhang Xuan frowned.
Not only him, but everyone also saw something was wrong.
¡°If it¡¯s really as simple as what the other party said, it can¡¯t be like this.
Bang!
Before anyone could ask, they saw a blush on Zhang Jiuxiao's pale face. Then he staggered, took seven or eight steps back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The president pastor hurriedly came to the door.
"It's okay, it's just that the soul was attacked by the spirituality of the painting" Shaking his head, Zhang Jiuxiao was about to continue talking when he saw President Mu looking over with a horrified look.
¡°Teacher, what¡¯s wrong?¡±
Zhang Jiuxiao frowned.
Even if he is very good, knows how to solve the seal, and has more knowledge than the other party, he wouldn't have such an expression.
"No, you, you have durians on your head!"
President Mu couldn¡¯t help but said.
"Durian?" Zhang Jiuxiao was stunned.
"There is also a tail on my butt"
An old man said.
"Um?"
Zhang Jiuxiao turned around to look, his pupils shrank, and he almost vomited blood.
I saw a scarlet tail growing on my buttocks. It was as fluffy as a dog's tail grass.The works left by the old man Chu Wubei are nothing, justthe old man Wubei left the calligraphy and paintings, but thirty years later, he deliberately hid the secrets in the mountainsit means that he did not want future generations to know, this secret, I'm afraid it involves quite a bit, right? "
Zhang Xuan continued.
The corners of his eyes twitched, and the bronze mask narrowed his eyes: "If you can't unlock the seal, I will take the scroll away, so there is no need to be suspicious here"
"Who said the seal can't be unlocked?"
Zhang Xuan said: "Since I don't want to say more about the origin of this painting, I don't want to analyze it. The material of this painting is made of blue-horned fish skin fused with white-horned deer skin. The ink is made of sky blue stone, which is fused with gold source. Therefore, although water has experienced more than two thousand years, not only has it not decayed at all, but it has become more dazzling and gives people a deeper feeling!"
"Looking at the color and changes of the ink, it should have been about three years since you took it out of the place where it was buried, and the time it took to complete the painting was 2142 years. According to the time calculation, it should be 200 years old Wubei. He painted it when he was seventy years old! The last cloud he added was left when he was three hundred years old. In other words after he finished adding these, he disappeared. Whether he was killed or kidnapped, no one knows. !¡±
"this¡¡"
Everyone was shocked.
The pastor on one side even widened his eyes.
Just now he observed the old for a long time, and did not see the specific period of the painting. At the eyes, only a glance at it, he knew so detailed. The ability of Jianbao was too terrible!
Zhang Jiuxiao, whose head was full of durians, also swayed, his eyes were dizzy, and he almost cried.
Didn¡¯t this guy say he was a five-star treasure appraiser?
He doesn¡¯t even look at other people¡¯s five-starsand why does this one feel more powerful than him, a seven-star treasure appraiser?
"The three-hundred-year-old Wubei old man has reached the out-of-body realm. The clouds he left behind, combined with the realistic and illusory realm of calligraphy and painting, make people confused and difficult to decipher" (Remember this site Website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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