Over the past millennium, countless people have obtained this picture of a galloping horse. Some of them are ordinary people who do not know martial arts and only appreciate its painting skills, and some are martial arts masters.
But there are only a few people who can see the secret contained in this picture of a galloping horse. For this picture, only those whose spiritual cultivation has reached the upper level of the sixth level of the ancient martial arts can rely on their powerful
Unparalleled spiritual consciousness, sensing the martial intent inside
It seems that the last person who can stand out in this picture is Taoist Mu Sang, the head of the Iron Sword Sect in the late Ming Dynasty. From the picture, Taoist Mu Sang realized a set of amazing footwork: the magic moves in a variety of ways!
The Eight Steps of Chaos God does not only have eight changes, but with Nangong Chu's current skill, he can only see the changes in the eighth step. Taoist Musang is an innate-level expert, and he has only realized the changes in this set of steps.
How mysterious is the Dharma
The reason why Nangong Chu knew the origin of this picture of galloping horses was because he saw it in a book in Nangong's secret library that introduced the Qinggong footwork of various sects in the ancient martial arts world.
At 7:45 pm, most of the buyers participating in this auction have already arrived. Of course, some out-of-town buyers can participate in the auction through telephone bidding.
What is very unfortunate is that sitting next to Nangong Chu's seat No. 156 are two brothers and sisters from the Dongfang family. It seems that this time they will offend Miss Dongfang Zhiqing.
The Eight Steps of the Chaotic God, which has been lost for hundreds of years and is the most powerful weapon in ancient and modern times, Nangong Chu is bound to win.
"Why is it you again!" Sure enough, as soon as Nangong Chu sat down, Miss Dongfang's gunpowder-smelling voice floated over.
"What do you think I thought? This is the place I reserved first." Nangong Chu showed the bidding number 156 in his hand, and the two Dongfang siblings happened to have the number 157. Apparently they arrived a little later than Ye Hua.
Although Nangong Chu doesn't like to quarrel with girls, since he has offended this eldest lady from the East, he doesn't mind teasing this delicate little princess.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the special auction of 'Midsummer Ancient Chinese Art Fine Arts' organized by our Nandu Company. This time our company has organized five auctions for you, including ancient calligraphy and painting, porcelain, lacquerware, jade jewelry, ancient weapons, etc.
There are more than 300 exquisite products in a wide range of categories. I hope everyone will come home with a full load tonight."
This auction seemed to be hosted by a well-known auctioneer, but Nangong Chu didn't bother to care who was hosting it. The only thing that interested him in the entire auction collection was the "Galloping Horse Picture"
"The first lot: a Ming and Xuande blue and white porcelain bowl, with a base price of US$100,000, and each increase in price is no less than US$20,000." Following the auctioneer's introduction, a high-definition image of the first item immediately appeared on the large electronic screen.
As Chinese art has become more and more popular in the world art market in recent years, international capital has poured in crazily, and auction prices are constantly setting new records.
"200,000...260,000...300,000..." As people kept raising placards in the venue, the prices soared rapidly. The scene was like an old lady in the vegetable market snapping up cabbage for a few cents a pound.
Same
"500,000, 500,000, Mr. No. 89 bids 500,000, is there anyone who bids higher... 500,000 for the first time, 500,000 for the second time, 500,000 for the third time, deal! This Ming Xuande blue and white porcelain bowl
Belongs to Mr. No. 89." With the auctioneer's final word, the first lot was sold.
"500,000 US dollars, just to buy such a small porcelain bowl. There are so many people in the world who have money and nowhere to spend it." Regarding spending a lot of money to buy back some bottles and jars to put at home.
Nangong Chu didn't understand the so-called collector's behavior, so he couldn't help but sigh like this
"Tch! What they are playing is elegance, do you understand? Do you think it is just a porcelain bowl? That is art, do you know art? Art is priceless! Money-mad!" Miss Dongfang, who is very smart, heard that Nangong Chu
sighed, and immediately launched another attack
"Art? Does he understand art like that?" Nangong Chu turned to look at No. 89, who had just taken the first lot, and then glanced at Dongfang Zhiqing beside him.
I saw that he was a fat man with a short body, a fat head and big ears, and a tonnage of more than 200 kilograms. The most unbearable thing is that he is dressed as a nouveau riche, wearing gold and silver all over, and the gold chain around his neck is simply heavier than
The dog leash is still thick
"It seems that people like you who understand art are really special! Haha!" Nangong Chu said with a smile.
"You said I'm the same as him? You...!" Dongfang Zhiqing followed Nangong Chu's gaze and immediately understood what Nangong Chu meant. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and stared at Nangong Chu fiercely.
Ye Feng, who was sitting next to Nangong Chu, couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Dongfang Zhiqing. Only Yan Beifei looked calm.
The auction was continuing, and Nangong Chu was not interested in the so-called works of art at all. During this period, he and Yan Beifei were talking in low voices from time to time about the people from the ancient martial arts world who came to the scene. Which one was the leader of a certain force, and that one was such and such.
Yan Beifei knows all about the young master of the Guwu family.
During this period, Nangong Chu naturally had to "exchange" a few words with Miss Dongfang. Unexpectedly, Nangong Chu, who usually didn't like to talk or laugh, would make Miss Dongfang so angry that her teeth would itch every time, which greatly surprised Yan Beifei and Ye Feng.
But the handsome guy from the East sat aside and watched these two people, unable to do anything about Maimang.
"The auction below is the 150th lot: "Horse Riding on Smoke and Clouds", which is a rare calligraphy and painting treasure from the Sui and Tang Dynasties... The base price is 8 million US dollars, and each increase in price is not less than 300,000 US dollars." As the electronic
The high-definition image of "Horse Riding on Smoke and Clouds" appeared on the big screen, and many people in the venue became eager to try it.
"8.3 million!" As soon as the auctioneer announced the start of the bidding, Dongfang Zhiqing couldn't wait to be the first to raise her placard.
"8.6 million!... 8.9 million!... 9.2 million!..." The bidding in the venue started one after another, and the auction price also soared like a rocket.
Nangong Chu was not in a hurry to bid, because he knew that even if others did not know the secrets hidden in the painting, its collection value alone was definitely huge, and the real competitors had not yet started bidding.
"Crazy, crazy, the price has almost risen to 15 million and the price is still increasing. Is this painting really worth so much?" Dongfang Zhiqing complained softly while sitting in her seat. The price has risen to this point.
It far exceeded her expectations. She couldn't make up her mind whether to give up or continue.
Although the Dongfang Family has been accumulated for thousands of years and is extremely wealthy in terms of financial resources, and the Dongfang Group is also one of the largest tycoons in China, spending tens of millions of yuan to buy a gift really makes Dongfang Zhiqing feel heartbroken.
"How could it not be worth it? This is art. Art is priceless. 15 million is already very cheap." Miss Dongfang's complaint naturally could not escape Nangong Chu's extremely sensitive ears, and he immediately caught this excellent
The chance to counterattack made Dongfang Zhiqing so angry
"Little sister, I think it's better to forget it. The current price is too high." In less than a minute, the price has exceeded the 15 million US dollar mark, and the growth momentum has not stopped.
"Well, I have to exchange a gift for grandpa." Dongfang Zhiqing knew that the total wealth of her and her brother was less than 20 million US dollars, so the possibility of buying this painting was extremely slim.
"Eighteen million. The current price is 18 million. This ancient painting is quite rare and has extremely high collection value. Is there anyone who bids higher?" This auctioneer is worthy of being the atmosphere controller in the auction.
, he is still actively mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm
"20 million!" An astonishing number popped out of Nangong Chu's mouth. This was the highest bid in a single auction so far tonight. Almost everyone in the venue turned their heads to see this person.
Who was the dark horse that suddenly appeared? Even Dongfang Zhiqing next to him looked at him in surprise.