Even if you look at the photos in the brochure of the publication, there are already situations that can trigger internal breath, and I really don't know how I will react when I see the real thing.

The galloping horse is really miraculous, and the painter seems to have integrated a kind of martial realm into the galloping horse diagram. It's hard to imagine that the people who painted the paintings are so highly cultivated, and I don't know who it came from.

In the introduction next to the picture, it is only written that experts speculate that this painting is a work of the Sui and Tang dynasties, the author is unknown, there is no chapter on the painting, the texture is ink and silk, and the condition is intact.

The whole painting has smooth lines, elegant and natural techniques, and extremely clever spatial layout, which is actually the masterpiece of a generation of masters, and is extremely collectible, with an estimated value of 10 million to 15 million.

"Uncle Yan, how much cash do we have on hand now?" Nangong Chu put down the publication in his hand and raised his head to Yan Beifeidao.

"Could it be that there is really something that the young master is interested in among the lots in this auction?" Yan Beifei said. The reason why he got the invitation to the auction was to let Nangong Chu get to know those ancient martial arts ability realm figures with heads and faces in Donghai City.

"What is the difference between this painting?" Nangong Chu flipped the introduction of the lot to the galloping horse diagram, and then handed it to Yan Beifei.

"It's no different, isn't it just a horse?" Yan Beifei looked sideways and vertically, and couldn't find anything strange about this galloping horse map.

"Calm your mind and concentrate all your energy into the artistic conception of the painting, do you feel anything?" Nangong Chu looked at Yan Beifeidao without blinking.

"It seems...... Sure enough......" Yan Beifei muttered, and after a while, Yan Beifei took his eyes off the picture.

Yan Beifei exhaled a long breath and said, "This picture is really not simple, even I almost lost my eyes." Without the cultivation of the sixth order of the ancient martial arts, it is difficult to sense the martial intent contained in it. ”

"Hehe! 15 million seems to be worth the price. Nangong Chu said with a smile.

"Haha! It's still the young master's vision, since that's the case, then I'll go and prepare the funds first, so as not to be able to shoot when I get it. After Yan Beifei finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the attic.

At this time, a black luxury car, riding the night, drove from the outskirts of Donghai City into the downtown area of Donghai City. The car drove through the city and finally stopped in front of a palatial hotel.

The car door opened, and from the back seat of the car stepped out a young woman with short hair, a good figure, and a youthful beauty. At this time, a woman dressed in black came out of the cab of the car.

I saw that the woman in black had a cold 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, and she threw the key in her hand to the waiter who greeted them from the hotel gate, and followed the short-haired woman into the hotel.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning of the next day, Nangong Chu actually called his apprentice Ye Feng to the courtyard of the villa.

"Use all your strength to attack me, I want to see what your martial arts have reached now. Nangong Chu said expressionlessly to Ye Feng, who was standing opposite.

"This ......!" Ye Feng hesitated a little.

"Your master taught you to shoot when you made a move, do you think you can hurt your master?" Yan Beifei, who was sitting on a rocking chair in the courtyard, said leisurely.

"Okay, master, be careful!" Ye Feng's expression was abrupt, and the dragon elephant's power was surging wildly in his body, and a not weak momentum suddenly emanated from his body.

"Huh? Yan Beifei was a little surprised when he saw Ye Feng's extraordinary momentum. Ye Feng, this guy has been following Nangong Chu for less than a year, and he has made rapid progress, and his cultivation seems to have been promoted to the realm of the third order of ancient martial arts.

"Whew!" Ye Feng punched Nangong Chu's chest, and there was a sound of wind, causing a gust of breeze.

Ye Feng practiced the dragon elephant diligently, and he had already achieved a small success, and this punch was quite powerful. But Ye Feng punched Nangong Chu's chest, and suddenly felt that the master's body was slippery, as if it was covered with oil, Ye Feng's fist slipped and slipped away.

Ye Feng's body was even more unstable, and he was staggered two steps to the side by the huge force he blasted out.

"The strength is not small, but it's a pity that the boxing technique is too vegetable, and it is inevitable to suffer when you meet a master. Nangong Chu said lightly.

Ye Feng stood firm, turned around, and said happily: "Please ask the master for guidance." ”

"The boxing scripture has clouds: the intention is not forceful, the intention is to force, the intention is to reach the force, so that the strength is born from the heart, and the move is from the heart, which is the best boxing method. As long as you do this, your fist will not be overwhelmed by me. ”

"This ......!" Ye Feng didn't seem to understand, confused.

"Haha, young master, are you a little anxious? Even if you teach him superior kung fu, he won't be able to comprehend it now. Yan Beifei laughed beside him.

What Nangong Chu said was the martial arts realm of sending and receiving from the heart, to achieve the strength of sending and receiving from the heart, even the first-class masters of the fourth order of ancient martial arts would be difficult to do, Ye Feng had followed Nangong Chu to cultivate ancient martial arts for less than a year, how could he understand what the intention was?

Hearing Yan Beifei's words, Nangong Chu couldn't help but be stunned, his martial arts were self-taught, and now that Yan Beifei said it, it seemed that he really didn't know how to teach his disciples!

"Hey, forget it, you still have to understand it yourself, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me or Uncle Yan. Nangong Chu said helplessly.

"It's the master. Ye Feng said.

Nangong Chu had a whim and wanted to instruct his apprentice in kung fu, but he couldn't do it.

The auction that night didn't start until eight o'clock in the evening, and Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei arrived at the venue two hours in advance, paid a deposit of 500,000 yuan, and received a bidding number 156.

As it was the first auction held at the Donghai Grand Theater this summer, Nandu Auction House specially organized a large number of ancient Chinese art masterpieces, the number of which reached as many as 300 pieces, including several national treasures, and more than a dozen things of interest to ancient martial arts talents.

This not only aroused the great enthusiasm of many collectors and art investors inside and outside China, but also attracted a large number of ancient martial arts talents, and there will definitely be a fierce battle here.

The introduction of the auction has already listed some popular and highly collectible lots, and made a brief introduction and general estimate, Nangong Chu once looked through the contents, and only one of the collections aroused his strong interest.

In order to be able to identify it with his own eyes before the auction began, he rushed here early, if this collection really concealed a set of peerless light body exercises, then its value to Nangong Chu would be far greater than the sum of the other hundreds of other lots.

300 pieces of ancient art are displayed in a closed hall in the Donghai Grand Theater, the only exit is a heavily armed police officer on guard, the surveillance cameras in the hall will not pass through any hidden corners, and professional bodyguards with miniature walkie-talkies on their ears are scattered among them, and the level of security is no less than that of a bank's vault.

When Nangong Chu and Yan Beifei entered the exhibition hall, there were already a lot of people here, and everyone was silently appreciating the collection they fancied, and if they wanted to participate in the auction, they would record the number of the collection.