Chapter 465 Drunk 1 Dream

"you?"

Everyone was stunned.

Pavilion Master Sai rolled his eyes.

From Sun Qiang's mouth, he knew that the other party was a painter and calligrapher, but... even a painter and calligrapher, it is almost impossible to know the true meaning of Wu Xuanzi's paintings eight hundred years ago!

What's more, the birds in the painting are neither spirit beasts nor savage beasts, and no one can recognize them. How to name them?

Once it is wrong, not only will it fail to sell, but it will also completely destroy such a precious work.

"this……"

Luo Qin was also embarrassed.

He explained in detail that he wanted the guy in front of him to dispel his thoughts, who would have to write his own name after listening to it...

Are you crazy about money?

If the title is so easy to tell the true rhyme, it will not be so in all these years, and I have never heard of anyone succeeding.

call!

Too lazy to pay attention to their expression changes, Zhang Xuan flipped his wrist, took out the ink and brush, and placed the painting on the desk in the room.

If others want to identify the name of this painting, they need to figure out the author's intentions, all kinds of brain-burning, and it is difficult to be exactly the same, he is different!

The Tiandao Library can directly give the name, exactly.

If you really want to write, you will definitely be able to tell the true rhyme and add value to calligraphy and painting.

"You... won't come for real!"

Seeing that he filled in the ink and was about to start writing, Pavilion Master Sai couldn't help but come to him.

"Think twice, this is... the treasure left by our ancestors..."

This treasure, which has been passed down in Jianbao Pavilion for so many years, is destroyed in front of my own eyes... I can't bear it.

"Since it can add value, why not?" Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

"But what if I fail..." Pavilion Master Sai was very anxious, and was about to continue talking when he saw Sun Qiang approaching, full of enthusiasm.

"Pavillion Master Sai, looking at your expression, do you not believe that my young master can tell the true rhyme? Or... let's make a bet, if you don't come to a big one, it will only be three thousand spirit stones!"

"..." Pavilion Master Sai shook his body.

What is this all about!

You two masters and servants, can you have a normal one?

One insisted on the title, and the other made a confident bet... Did you make a mistake?

With an ugly face, he really wanted to agree to the bet, but when he thought of the miserable Elder Chen, he felt a little guilty and timid.

This guy, but a super-strong character who can even recognize the console of Qushui... Maybe he can really tell the true rhyme of this painting.

"Bet...let's forget it!"

His face turned pale, and he quickly retreated.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Luo Qin's eyes widened.

Pavilion Master Sai obviously did not believe that Master Zhang could name the correct name. He wanted to dissuade him, but when the servant said a word, he was so frightened that he immediately retreated...

What's going on?

When did the pavilion master speak so well?

Strangely, I suddenly felt the surrounding spiritual energy surging wildly, converging not far away, and a sound like the chirping of birds suddenly came out.

Choo Choo Choo!

The sound moved Jiuxiao, resounding throughout the auction hall.

"Uh……"

Looking in the direction of the sound, he hurriedly looked over, only to see that he hesitated, that Master Zhang had already written his name on the scroll at some point, and the birds on the painting and calligraphy "saw", as if confirming his identity , Excited non-stop neighing, flying in the air.

"This is...the real rhythm is agitated, and the intellect is beyond ordinary? I rely on...this, what the hell is going on?"

His lips twitched, and Luo Qin's body trembled violently.

"Intelligence breaks the ordinary... This is the seventh realm work, only six-star calligraphers and painters can do it..." Pavilion Master Sai also turned black.

I just thought that it was impossible for others to succeed, but who knows that a title will not only tell the true rhyme, but also make the true rhyme agitate, and the intellect is beyond ordinary, this...this...it can't be true, right?

The first six realms of painting and calligraphy are recording real, smart, intentional, shocking, transforming, and wise!

Ordinary three-star calligraphers and painters can only reach the level of spiritual transformation, and only four-star and five-star calligraphers and painters can achieve the spiritual realm.

After the sixth realm of spiritual wisdom, there is also the seventh realm, which is what the Pavilion Master Sai said, only six-star calligraphers and painters can achieve...

At this time, the animals and plants in the painting are the same as alive, they have their own minds, they can even recognize the master, fly outside the painting and calligraphy, and they will not disappear for a day or two...

That is to say, painters and calligraphers who have comprehended this artistic conception can easily draw birds, soaring in the sky and galloping in the sky as long as they paint.

It is said that there was once a powerful six-star painter and calligrapher who spent a crane on the wall, broke out of the wall, and left with Poyun, leaving behind the legend of the immortal stepping on the bird.

Originally, this painting was only the peak of the Six Realms, and there was still a long way to go before the breakthrough. The title conveys the true rhythm, and at most it can only maintain a non-violating and non-degrading level...

Unexpectedly, this guy's question, not only broke through this limit, but also made him break through in an instant, reaching the seventh realm...

I go!

Am I crazy, or is this guy crazy?

Are you a monster? In the end... how did you do it?

His whole body was stiff, his eyes went crazy, and he was secretly glad that he didn't make a bet with Sun Qiang, otherwise, it would not only be Elder Chen who would lose, but he would also be poor, and only his bottoms would be left...

In fact, not only were they exhausted, but the entire auction hall was in an uproar, and even those who were going on the auction couldn't help but stop.

The birds and birds on the painting and calligraphy are not only confined to the private room, but also come to the auction floor along the window. The fiery red birds are like the haze in the evening, shining in all directions, radiant and dazzling.

"what is this?"

"These birds are illusory creatures, and someone made seven paintings..."

"Seven realm paintings? Six-star painters and calligraphers? This, this..."

"Which senior is it? This painting is going to be sold, no matter how much money I spend..."

"Yes, I would too!"

...

Seeing the birds all over the sky, such a magnificent scene emerged in the auction hall, everyone was crazy, and one was full of excitement.

The most powerful painter and calligrapher of the League of Nations has only a four-star peak.

Only in the legend, Wu Xuanzi, 800 years ago, reached five stars, but unfortunately... no works were left.

How can it not be exciting to see a painting that can only be made by a six-star painter and calligrapher?

"This...isn't that Master Zhang tinkering with it again?"

Elder Chen, who presided over the auction, saw that he was in the cold, and no one paid any attention to him. He couldn't help but glanced over to the room where the bird appeared. After a look, his brows wrinkled.

This is the private room of the pavilion owner... He can't think of anyone else who can make such a big noise at once... I'm afraid there is only that unfathomable young man.

...

It was hot outside, Zhang Xuan put away the brush here, smiled slightly and looked at Luo Qin who was dumbfounded on the side: "I don't know if this is worth five thousand?"

"Five thousand? It's worth it, it's definitely worth it..."

Only then did he wake up, Luo Qin nodded quickly.

A painting of the peak of the Sixth Realm with the title can be worth five thousand spirit stones. Even if the seventh realm...even if it sells for ten thousand, I am afraid that some people will be willing!

Just writing a few words at random will make the value of the painting doubled by twenty times. This is not only a word of ten thousand gold, it can be said that a single word is more than one hundred thousand gold and one million gold!

fear!

I couldn't help looking at the picture scroll, wondering what the name was, so that a work of the peak of the six realms could reach the seventh realm. At a glance, my body swayed and I almost fell over.

I saw five words written crookedly!

These five characters are not in any font. They look as if they had just woken up from drunkenness. They were left behind when they were confused. Although they were crooked, they contained a special flavor. It echoes and complements each other with the strange birds on the screen. Not only does it not violate the harmony, but it also has a perfect compatibility and a sense of quietness.

"A drunken dream? Waking up from a big dream... This, is this the name of this painting?"

Luo Qin scratched his hair.

When others see the strange bird in the painting and calligraphy, they must think what the bird is called, what is the origin, and it is named after it.

This guy is better, just write about the drunken dream just waking up... Who would have thought it would be fucking... That's right!

Could it be that... the legendary Wu Xuanzi did this painting when he woke up from a drunken dream?

It's so hard to guess!

And... how on earth did this guy know? How do you know so detailed and correct?

"Yes, this painting was painted by Wu Xuanzi when he was drunk. When he woke up, he left this name!" Zhang Xuan said.

"But...but...what kind of spirit beast is that bird? Why have I never heard of it?"

Unexpectedly, there is such a history, Pavilion Master Sai couldn't help but ask.

This painting, he had also encountered when he was in the Qushui River, and he had rummaged through countless books for it, but could not find the answer.

Since it was made by Wu Xuanzi, these birds should have a name.

"They... oh, they are fair-skinned birds!" Zhang Xuan said.

"Fair-skinned birds? No, fair-skinned birds have long wings, purple beaks, golden claws, red heads, and a slightly fatter body. Not only do these birds have none of these features, they are even more slender..."

This time, not only did the pavilion master see the problem, but Zhao Feiwu on one side couldn't help but speak.

The white-skinned bird is an extremely common spirit beast, and its main features are easy to recognize, but the strange birds in front of you have nothing in common, how could it be this thing?

If it is really this thing, needless to say, Pavilion Master Sai and others must have recognized it long ago, and recognized the work.

"Oh, when Wu Xuanzi made this painting, he was drunk and made a mistake in painting the fair-skinned bird, and it became like this..."

Zhang Xuan explained.

"Wrong drawing?"

Everyone trembled at the same time.

A dignified five-star painter and calligrapher, did you draw the most common fair-skinned bird wrong?

"Yeah, he made a mistake in this picture. After he wrote the name, he thought it was absurd. After sobering up, he felt that once it spread, it would definitely affect his reputation, but it would be a pity to tear it up. ... I just removed the name and signature, and that's how this headless work is created!"

Zhang Xuan said.

Among the defects recorded in the Tiandao Library, there are detailed records, and it was absurd when I first saw it.

But that's what it is.

If there is no such absurd thing, Wu Xuanzi, who has never left ink marks, how could it be possible to leave ink treasures, and how could Jianbao Pavilion get such a work!

"This, this... are all identified by you?"

Pavilion Master's teeth trembled, as if seeing an unknown monster.

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