Even when looking at the photos in the introduction in the publication, something can arouse my inner feelings. I really don’t know what reaction I will have when I see the real thing.
That picture of a galloping horse is really magical. The person who painted it seems to have integrated a kind of martial arts into the picture of a galloping horse. The artist's level of cultivation is really unimaginable, and I don't know whose hand it was.
In the introduction next to the picture, it only states that experts have speculated that this painting is a work from the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The author is unknown. There is no seal on the painting. It is made of ink on silk and is in good condition.
The entire painting has smooth lines, elegant and natural techniques, and extremely clever spatial layout. It is truly a masterpiece of a generation of masters. It is highly collectible and has an estimated value of 10 to 15 million.
"Uncle Yan, how much cash do we have on hand now that we can use?" Nangong Chu put down the magazine in his hand, raised his head and said to Yan Beifei
"Is there really something that the young master is interested in among the lots in this auction?" Yan Beifei asked curiously that the reason why he got the invitation to the auction was to let Nangong Chu get to know the famous people in Donghai City.
Figures from the ancient martial arts world
"See what's different about this painting?" Nangong Chu turned the auction introduction to the picture of galloping horses and handed it to Yan Beifei.
"There's no difference. Isn't it just a horse?" Yan Beifei looked at it horizontally and vertically, but couldn't find anything strange about this picture of a galloping horse.
"Be still and concentrate, put all your energy into the artistic conception of the painting, do you feel anything?" Nangong Chu looked at Yan Beifei without blinking.
"It seems...as expected..." Yan Beifei murmured. After a while, Yan Beifei suddenly looked away from the picture.
Yan Beifei took a long breath and said: "This picture is indeed not simple. Even I almost missed it. Without a sixth-level ancient martial arts cultivation level, it is difficult to sense the martial intention contained in it."
"Haha! 15 million seems to be well worth the money," Nangong Chu said with a smile.
"Haha! The young master still has a good sense. In this case, I will prepare the funds first to avoid not being able to take pictures when I arrive." After Yan Beifei said this, he turned and walked out of the attic.
At this time, a black limousine drove through the night from the outskirts of Donghai City into the urban area of Donghai City. The car drove through the city and finally stopped in front of a magnificent high-end hotel.
The car door opened, and a young woman with short hair, a good figure, and youthfulness stepped out of the back seat of the car. At this time, another woman in black walked out of the cab of the car.
I saw this woman in black with a cold look on her face, and there was a flash of light in her eyes, giving people a shrewd and capable feeling.
The woman in black was obviously the driver of the short-haired woman. She threw the car key in her hand to the waiter who greeted them from the hotel door, and followed the short-haired woman into the hotel.
There was no words all night, but in the early morning of the next day, Nangong Chu unexpectedly called his apprentice Ye Feng to the courtyard of the villa.
"Use all your strength to attack me. I want to see what level your martial arts has reached now." Nangong Chu said expressionlessly to Ye Feng, who was standing opposite.
"This...!" Ye Feng was a little hesitant.
"Your master taught you to attack immediately. Do you think you can hurt your master?" Yan Beifei, who was sitting on the rocking chair in the yard, said leisurely.
"Okay! Master, be careful!" Ye Feng looked stern, Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu surged crazily in his body, and a strong aura suddenly came out from his body.
"Huh? It's interesting." Yan Beifei saw Ye Feng's extraordinary momentum, but he was a little surprised that Ye Feng had made rapid progress after following Nangong Chu for less than a year. His cultivation seemed to have reached the third level of ancient martial arts.
Realm
"Hoo!" Ye Feng punched Nangong Chu's chest, causing a sound of wind and a breeze.
Ye Feng diligently practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and had achieved some success. This punch was actually quite powerful. However, Ye Feng hit Nangong Chu's chest with a punch, and suddenly felt that the master's body was slippery, as if his hands were covered with paint.
Like oil, Ye Feng's fist slipped and he slipped away.
Ye Feng's body was even more unstable, and he staggered two steps sideways due to the huge force he blasted out.
"My strength is quite good, but unfortunately my boxing skills are too weak. I will inevitably suffer a loss when meeting a master," Nangong Chu said calmly.
Ye Feng stood firm, turned around, and said happily: "Master, please give me some advice."
"The Boxing Sutra says: Use your intention without using force, use your intention to achieve the force, and use your intention to exert the force. Only when the strength comes from the heart and the moves come from the heart can it be considered the best boxing method. As long as you do this, your boxing strength will not be the same."
I will get rid of you"
"This...!" Ye Feng seemed to understand and was confused.
"Haha! Young Master, are you a little impatient? Even if you teach him superior kung fu, he still can't understand it now," Yan Beifei said with a laugh from the side.
What Nangong Chu is talking about is the realm of martial arts where power can be sent and received from the heart. To achieve the goal of sending and receiving strength from the heart, even a first-class master of the fourth level of ancient martial arts can hardly do it. Ye Feng has followed Nangong Chu to practice ancient martial arts for less than a year. Why?
Maybe you understand what it means to be intentional but not energetic?
Hearing Yan Beifei's words, Nangong Chu couldn't help but be stunned. His martial arts was self-taught without a teacher. Now that Yan Beifei said it, it seemed that he really didn't know how to teach his disciples!
"Hey! Forget it, you'd better understand it yourself. If you don't understand anything, just come and ask me or Uncle Yan," Nangong Chu said helplessly.
"It's master," Ye Feng said
Nangong Chu wanted to teach his apprentice Kungfu on a whim, but he couldn't.
The auction that night did not start until eight o'clock in the evening, but Master Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei arrived at the venue two hours in advance, paid a deposit of 500,000, and received a bidding number of 156
Since it is the first auction held at the Donghai Grand Theater this summer, Nandu Auction House has specially organized a large number of ancient Chinese art masterpieces, with the number reaching 300 pieces, several of which are even called national treasures.
There are also dozens of things that are interesting to those with ancient martial arts powers.
This not only aroused great enthusiasm from many collectors and art investors inside and outside China, but also attracted a large number of ancient martial arts practitioners. There will definitely be a fierce battle here later.
The specially produced introduction to the auction has listed some popular and highly collectible lots, along with a brief introduction and general valuation. Nangong Chu has looked through the contents before, and there is only one item among them.
The collection aroused his strong interest
In order to be able to appraise it with his own eyes before the auction started, he rushed here early. If this collection really hides a unique set of self-consciousness, then its value to Nangong Chu will be far more than
The sum total of hundreds of other lots
Three hundred ancient works of art are displayed in categories in a closed hall of the Donghai Grand Theater. Police with armed guns are on strict guard outside the only exit. Surveillance cameras in the hall will not pass through any hidden corners.
Professional bodyguards with micro walkie-talkies are scattered throughout, and the security level is no less than that of a bank's vault.
When Master Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei entered the exhibition hall, there were already a lot of people here. Everyone was silently appreciating the collections they liked. If they wanted to participate in the bidding, they could give the collection numbers.