C46 This painting is not a painting

Name:Spirit Master of Heaven Dao Author:
"I think that the painting on the mountain top depicted two dead people!"

's words suddenly stirred the silent hall.

"What idiots. How could two dead men stand?!"

"Is there something wrong with this fellow's head?" Who would be so idle as to draw two dead people?! "

"I don't think so. He doesn't know how to appreciate things at all, yet he's spouting nonsense!"

The sounds of ridicule and ridicule turned into layers of sound waves, shaking the entire auction hall. No one agreed with Fang Ming's point of view.

"Hehe, such ignorance is laughable. You don't even know what painting is!"

Situ Wu also sneered.

"Ignorant? Ridiculous? You don't know how to paint? Do you really understand? " Fang Ming looked over and said indifferently.

"Hmph, drawing two dead people instead of the vitality of the birds and beasts below? Life and death were originally two different styles. Especially in this painting where the birds were hissing and the beasts were roaring. The painter was clearly trying to show off his beauty, so how could he possibly draw two dead people! If this wasn't ignorance, then what was it? Don't you think it's funny? Of course, I know more about painting than you do! "

Situ Wu snorted, he glanced at the masked man, seeing that the latter was silent, he could not help but straighten his chest, becoming more and more confident, and the gaze that landed on Fang Ming, also gradually carried a tinge of arrogance, as well as a thick sense of ridicule!

Facing the ridicule, Fang Ming remained calm, taking back the gaze of the other party, he shook his head and chuckled: "What Tianyan Kingdom's most talented prince, in my opinion, you have nothing more to say!"

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Situ Wu's face sank, this ignorant and laughable fellow in front of him actually dared to say that he had a false reputation in front of everyone?

How arrogant!

"Am I hearing things? He actually dared to say that the Eighth Prince was unworthy of its name? Not only was he ignorant, he was also arrogant! Hanging from a longevity star, do you dislike living long? "

The crowd was once again in an uproar.

Zhao Jianxing slapped his forehead. This was indeed destroying Wang's brother. His way of speaking was always surprising.

Chen Yu, who was at the side, was also dumbstruck. Although he also hated this irritating Eighth Prince, since his identity was right in front of her, she wouldn't be too rude to him.

On the side of Green Thunder Sect's Sect Leader Zhao Yichen and a few others, the corners of their mouths were twitching. To think that this fellow actually dares to say such things!

Ji Tiangong, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face as he muttered to himself. "Geniuses are indeed all very unique.

Regarding the reaction of the crowd, Fang Ming did not care at all. He turned his head to look at the masked man and spoke in a bland voice.

"Senior, this map of the sun and moon weighs the sun and the moon." Senior, this map of the sun and the moon weighs the sun and the moon.

That's right, Fang Ming could already see that after ten years of observation and drawing, his understanding of painting had already surpassed that of his previous life. It was just that he was temporarily unable to draw a painting that was above the third level.

However, he couldn't draw it, but he could see it!

The masked man who had never acknowledged anyone's words suddenly trembled, and his eyes began to flicker. He was not disappointed, nor was he looking forward to it, but rather, excited!

Yes, excited!

Because someone had finally understood some of the artistic conception in the painting!

However, the masked man did not show any emotion on his face. His hoarse voice did not reveal any emotion as he asked Fang Ming indifferently: "Is that all you have?"

Seeing the masked man's reaction, Eighth Prince Situ Wu revealed a cold smile, thinking that what Fang Ming said did not get the acknowledgement of the former, the majority of the people had the same idea, but there was one exception, and that was the Hundred Treasure Tower Lord!

When he was young, he liked to collect all kinds of strange items. Others would give him the title of "Hundred Treasures", but in the end, he simply changed his name to "Hundred Treasures", thus giving him the name "Hundred Treasures Hall".

Outsiders only knew that the Hundred Treasures Pavilion Master liked to collect all kinds of strange items, but they didn't know that what he liked to collect the most were calligraphy and painting.

At this moment, after hearing Fang Ming's analysis, he suddenly felt enlightened. After careful observation, he found that the birds and beasts below were truly afraid, and their faces revealed shock!

This young man who was just over twenty years old actually had extremely deep attainments in painting, not one bit weaker than himself. He should be much stronger than him!

Fang Ming completely ignored everyone's sneers and taunts. After hearing the masked person's question, he faintly smiled and said: "This painting is called [Illustrious Moon and Sun Painting], but it cannot be considered a painting!"

"Hua!"

When he said this, the crowd went into an uproar again. Just now, they had realized that this fellow was arrogant, but they had not expected him to be so arrogant. First, he had humiliated Eighth Prince, and now he even said that the painting in the masked man's hands could not be called painting!

At this moment, the masked man on the auction stage suddenly laughed out loudly …

"Haha, one of you can't be called a painter!" "Then tell me, if this isn't a painting, then what is it!"

There was still no sense of joy or evil in that laugh, but some people noticed that something was not normal. Because when everyone was discussing, the masked man's mood did not change much, but now he was laughing out loud. He seemed to be angry, but at the same time, he was laughing out loud in joy!

However, Sha Yuze, who was standing at the back of the hall, did not notice it at all. He sneered, and spoke with full of ridicule: "Heh heh, you don't know anything else, but you're courting death! Such a good painting, and yet you say it isn't a painting! I've seen a lot of idiots these days, but this is the first time I've seen one as idiotic as this …

"Shut up! Did I let you speak!? "

However, before he could finish speaking, he heard the masked man's cold shout. He was so scared that his legs went soft, almost causing him to lose his balance, not daring to make a sound, he only glared at Fang Ming.

"Junior doesn't know, but my intuition tells me that this painting is definitely not a painting!" Fang Ming shook his head, and said calmly.

After this sentence was said, everyone shook their heads secretly, they felt that the former would definitely enrage this terrifying existence, and that even if he escaped today, he would probably be abandoned by the Green Thunder Sect. A person who had offended a terrifying existence, who would still dare to take him in as a disciple!

However, something unexpected happened again!

"Good!" Good! "Alright!"

The masked man said three good words in succession, then continued, "I spent nearly ten years before I finally found someone who could understand painting. From today onwards, this map of the sun and moon will belong to you, and when we meet again in the future, if you can say what this is, I'll gift you with good fortune!"

"What?"

The crowd widened their eyes in shock. They felt as though ten thousand horses were galloping over their heads. Were they really going to give it away just like that?

It was clearly a third level painting. Just by saying 'This painting isn't a painting', he was able to gain the approval of the masked man?

The two of you are colluding with each other, you're purposely playing with us!

"Impossible!" Senior, I refuse to accept this! This is clearly a painting of the third level, and he is just a trash who doesn't know much about painting. However, he was unable to understand what was going on, so he said that this isn't a painting.

Hearing that the painting was going to give it to Fang Ming, Situ Wu reacted and immediately shouted, his heart was filled with unwillingness, and he had already lost his cool.

"Humph!" Are you questioning this old man? "

The masked man let out a cold snort, revealing a clear feeling of displeasure, causing Eighth Prince's mind to shake, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him.

"Junior doesn't dare!" Situ Wu lowered his head and said. His expression darkened and his hatred for Fang Ming increased by several times.

At this time, Fang Ming had already walked up to the stage and was not the least bit polite. He directly put away the painting and said: "That brat thanks senior for the painting!"

In his heart, there was one thing that he had yet to say. It was that he would casually say something about 'good fortune'. He would not meet again in the future!

What kind of joke was this? Who knew if such a terrifying expert would be careless and be discovered by the other party? Then, wouldn't his life be in danger?

Thinking of this, he could not help but sigh to himself. There were too many experts in this world. He could not be arrogant or complacent. He had to increase his strength as soon as possible!

"Haha, the painter who bestowed knowledge upon the painter, due to the fated day, has already ended the present day, and will soon return the favor!"

Seeing that the painting had been put away, the masked man laughed out loud. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, his figure disappeared like a ghost!

At that moment, for some reason, Fang Ming suddenly felt a creepy feeling in his heart, and suddenly felt that he had taken something that he shouldn't have, why? What fruit? It seemed like …

"Forget it, since I've already taken it, I should think of a way to increase my strength as soon as possible!"

In the end, he shook his head, and took a hidden glance at Ye Jianmu.

"Brat, you're already a few days late. It's time to report back to the sect!"

At this time, a voice came out, and the one who spoke was Wu Zhengyang.

"Er! Disciple greets Great Elder!" This disciple needs to return to the inn first to take care of some matters.

Fang Ming said awkwardly, but he felt a wave of gratitude in his heart, because he knew that the former was protecting him.

"Un, then let Yang Bin go with you!" Wu Zhengyang said.

"Swordstar, are you still not going back?" Another voice sounded.

"Grandfather, I know!" "Yes!" Zhao Jian Xing replied.

"Disciple greets the Sect Leader!" When Fang Ming saw it, he immediately bowed and looked at Zhao Jian Xing in surprise.

The one who called out for Zhao Jian Xing was the Sect Leader of the Celestial Star Sect, when the old man came in, he already knew his identity from the discussions of the others, but he did not expect Zhao Jian Xing to be the Sect Leader's grandson, he was truly surprised!

"Xiao Yu, come back with me!"

"Got it!" Chen Yu replied as he turned his head around and stuck his tongue out at Fang Ming.

"…" Fang Ming's face was immediately covered in black lines. Didn't he see that Eighth Prince had two murderous gazes?

"Elder Yang, thank you!" Fang Ming thanked Yang Bin, knowing that Wu Zhengyang was asking Yang Bin to protect him.

"Okay, wait outside the Hundred Treasures Hall for a while. I'll go finish the trade first." Yang Bin nodded his head lightly and said.

With that, he walked towards a door at the side of the auction hall. During the auction for the rare treasure, Yang Bin had also obtained an item, an unknown type of seed.

Seeing that the other people had already left, leaving only a few people who thought that it would be fun to watch, yet were disappointed in the end, Situ Wu also left with Chen Yu, but he did not forget to take a look at Fang Ming in the end.

Thus, Fang Ming called Qin Shou and walked out of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

However, the moment I stepped out of Hundred Treasures Hall, it became even more lively than before I came in. That scene was as though I bought a watch last year!

A few squads of city guards rushed forward, surrounding Fang Ming and Yue Shan tightly, their long swords glinting with a cold light.

"Kid!" I've searched for you for the whole night and was originally hiding here. Let's see where you can escape to now! "

An angry shout rang. It was the leader of the guards from the east gate, Yu Daliang!