O Shackle Realm Venerable!

If she went back to school and said that she had actually done something to a Shackle Realm Venerable, none of her classmates would believe it!

On weekdays.

It is very difficult to see a powerhouse in the Great Sage realm, and even the headmaster of their academy is just a powerhouse in the Little Sage realm. However, today she actually met a Shackle Realm Venerable on the high-speed train, and she was so provocative.

Cold sweat flowed down Murong Xiaowu's face.

She has been learning martial arts knowledge since she was a child, and naturally knows the truth that the strong in the martial arts world respect the weak and the strong, and a strong man doesn't need any reason to kill you at all.

It's just that the powerhouse of this shackle realm is too young, isn't it? How old is this? He can only be three or four years older than her, right?

Time.

Sunan seemed to have a magic power on his body, which attracted Murong Xiaowu's attention. Although she didn't believe it in her heart, she believed in her grandfather Murong Fu!

Murong Fu.

The old lady of the Mu family in Jinling began to live in the barracks at the age of fifteen, with enthusiasm and the spirit of not being afraid of death, not afraid of hardship, and able to endure hardships. It took forty years to become a general from a big-headed soldier, and after being favored by the country, he spent a lot of money to cultivate, and he also made rapid progress in martial arts cultivation, and when he was about to retire, he was already a powerhouse in the little saint realm.

Now, he has already stepped into the realm of the Great Sage with half a foot, and has become one of the few strong people in Jinling who can enter the realm of the Great Sage! Since he thinks that Sunan is a powerhouse in the Shackle Realm, she will naturally not refute it.

"Sir, sit down, I offended a lot just now, and please don't take it to heart. ”

Murong Fu respectfully invited Sunan to the seat on the side, and he was nearly ninety years old, but at this moment, he was like a primary school student who had made a mistake, and he stood obediently in front of Sunan and didn't dare to raise his head.

Qi Wen behind him, as well as the few people in black, were the same, standing behind the old man, they didn't dare to come out. However, some of them were not convinced, how could such a young man be a powerhouse in the Shackle Realm? Could it be that the old man made a mistake?

"Find a place to sit down, those who don't know are not guilty, and you don't mean to offend, so let's forget it. ”

Sunan himself didn't take this matter seriously, and since the old man admitted his mistakes so sincerely, he naturally wouldn't bother with anything.

"Sir is open-minded. ”

Hearing Sunan's words, Murong Fu's hanging heart finally fell.

Although he didn't feel any aura fluctuations on Sunan's body, with his decades of front-line combat experience, and the blow that Sunan had just beaten Murong Xiaowu, he dared to conclude that this young man was not an idle person!

He had also fought with many Great Sage realm powerhouses, so he naturally knew the power of the Great Sage powerhouse, but because he himself had entered the Great Sage realm with half a foot, the gap was not very big, even a strong man at the peak of the Great Sage realm would not let him even have a chance to react, and that strange aura was like a Mount Tai towering in front of him, and he couldn't even breathe at all.

And he was also able to control the flying sword with his mind, and only then did he conclude that Sunan was a powerhouse in the Shackle Realm! Although he was a little younger, his strength was real.

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After chatting for a while, the two sides reconciled a lot, and even Murong Xiaowu took the initiative to come over and apologize again. Just when Sunan and Lin Qingqing were about to arrive at the station and were about to get off the train, Murong Fu suddenly stopped Sunan:

"Mr. Su, this painting you just talked about?"

Murong Fu held the landscape in his hand, and his words were much more humble than at the beginning, this time he was really humbly asked.

"If you want me to identify it, it will cause some damage to this painting, which is why I was unwilling to identify it for you before, do you want to see it, do you really want me to identify the reason for it?"

Sunan stopped, and his words were calm.

Although he said that this landscape Danqing picture is real or fake, it still has a certain collection value, if he is allowed to identify, it will cause damage to the painting, and will also reduce the collection value of the painting.

"Sir, rest assured, I just want to know why. ”

Murong Fu suddenly smiled.

It's just a painting, he naturally doesn't feel distressed, but he is a little puzzled.

So many people have talked to each other to identify them, and they haven't found any traces on the painting, why did Sunan just glance at him and say that he had a problem?

If it's still the beginning.

Naturally, he wouldn't believe Sunan's words, but now it's different, the words of a shackle realm powerhouse are naturally not lying to him.

"Oh well. ”

Sunan said softly.

Then I saw a red light suddenly appear on the tip of his middle finger, and with a flick of his flick, the red light was like a beam of bows and arrows, and it flew towards the landscape Danqing map in Murong Fu's hand.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The red ray, like an extremely fine needle thread, passed directly through the middle layer of the painting, and suddenly there was a muffled sound. The landscape Danqing diagram exploded under the attention of everyone, and was split in two from the position of the middle interlayer.

And that red light also disappeared out of thin air when it was close to Murong Fu.

Everything returned to its original tranquility.

By the time everyone reacted, Sunan's figure had also disappeared on the train, leaving only one sentence, which kept echoing in Murong Fu's mind.

"I've done as little damage as I can, and as for the reason I'm talking about, you can just turn it over. ”

"What do you mean by Mr. Grandpa?"

Murong Xiaowu repeatedly recalled Sunan's words, her eyes blinked and she didn't know why, she didn't know that a painting was good, why did she divide the painting in two from the middle?

"Turn it over?"

Murong Fu was just stunned for a moment, and suddenly as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of gold, and he hurriedly turned over the landscape danqing map in his hand.

Danqing diagram at this time.

It has been divided into two layers in southern Jiangsu, the upper layer is still the landscape with great scenic charm, and the next layer is white paper, one layer is exactly the same as the previous layer of cotton white paper.

"I see, I see!"

Murong Fu sat on the chair with a sudden epiphany on his face.

"Grandpa?"

Murong Xiaowu and Qi Wen looked at each other, not knowing the reason. Murong Fu didn't explain too much, but he still repeated the four words in his mouth.

Later, he asked Qi Wen to book a ticket back to Yinan City, saying that he wanted to settle accounts with the person who sold the paintings, and by the way, he was selling an identical landscape and danqing map.

Murong Xiaowu and Qi Wen were both at a loss.

They don't understand words, but they do. This landscape is one of the famous works of the great painter Song Xianxing of the Southern Song Dynasty, and there is only one copy left in the family.

However, what does Murong Fu mean by going back and buying another one? Mr. Su didn't say that the Danqing picture itself is a real painting, so where did he get the second one?