Fu Chenxue felt that the picture scroll in front of her suddenly disappeared, and a clear phoenix chirp seemed to sound in her ears, resounding to curb the clouds, almost at the same time, blazing, blaring...... The shadows of birds fly all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, piercing the clouds and breaking through the fog. The phoenix spreads its wings and flies high, and its whole body shines brightly. Other birds gather around the phoenix, wandering and flying up and down, as if even the sun has lost its brilliance. The phoenix rushed out of the sky with feather shadows, and the sound shook Jiugao; The shadows of the birds are flying and soaring, in a thousand postures. The trajectory of each bird flying is different, each trajectory has an indescribable mysterious rhythm, as deep and unfathomable as the cosmic astrology, gradually, those bird shadows dimmed, and a personal image appeared in Fu Chenxue's mind, or phoenix dance, or eagle strike, or crane flying, or wild goose flying, a move and a style are clear and discerning, as if engraved in his mind...... Fu Chenxue was blessed to his heart, and he suddenly understood that "Hundred Feathers" was not a hand-me-down painting, but a supreme martial arts secret book. Those birds are clearly a simulated portrait, a hundred birds are a hundred kinds of body methods, wonderful and natural, mysterious and weird, powerful and incomparable.

The first to find out that Fu Chenxue was different was Qinghuang and Miao Weiguo, Qinghuang's "Xuannu Heart Sutra" practiced to the eighth level, opened the eyes of heaven, passed through the entrance, and gained insight into the yin and yang heavenly machines. It was about Fu Chenxue, although she was surprised in her heart, she didn't want to say anything. Miao Weiguo is a master of "Xingyi Boxing", ten years ago he has entered the realm of dark energy, and the skill of "listening to energy" has also reached the point of perfection, and the pores can keenly perceive the most subtle oscillations in the air. He found that the power of chaos was surging towards Fu Chenxue, and the source was actually the picture scroll, and he didn't feel a light "huh", and when he looked back, the color of the "Hundred Feathers" slowly darkened, as if it was wet by water, the ink color gradually blurred and faded, and the flying birds finally disappeared, and only a yellowed and blank scroll was left in front of everyone's eyes.

"How so?" Upon discovering this change, everyone exclaimed. Lin Banxiang was even more shocked, and hurriedly spread the scroll on the table, turning it over and over, but he couldn't see any reason.

Everyone looked at each other in horror, and the ancient painting worth millions of dollars disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, who had ever seen such a strange scene?

Lin Jianhua looked at Lin Ban Makeup, who was in a hurry, and asked, "Half Makeup, did you get a picture back?" ”

"Absolutely impossible!" Lin Banxiang categorically vetoed, she believed that her eyes, "Hundred Feathers" was a genuine Tang Dynasty handiwork, and this painting, she had also asked several predecessors in the calligraphy and painting industry to appraise it, it was true.

"That-" Lin Jianhua believed in his sister's level, and watched the "Hundred Feathers" disappear out of thin air, he was also confused, and he didn't know what to say.

Nalan, Han Ziyu, Fu Xiaobo, Lin Qianxue and the others all opened their mouths wide, as if they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, and the expressions on their faces were like daylight.

Miao Weiguo looked at Fu Chenxue and saw that his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be in an extremely mysterious state, so he couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Jianhua was dissatisfied: "Miao Weiguo, what are you laughing at?" Was it schadenfreude or was there something to discover? "No matter who sees a million-dollar thing disappear from front of his eyes, he will not be in a good mood, not to mention that this is something that his sister gave to the old man, Lin Jianhua is of course extremely unhappy.

Miao Weiguo smiled: "If I gloat, don't you kill me with half makeup?" Besides, I'm a complete layman in painting and calligraphy, what can I find? I laugh because Chen Xue, maybe he knows the reason why this painting disappeared! ”

"What? Chenxue-" Everyone was taken aback, and they all turned their eyes to Fu Chenxue, only to notice his strangeness.

Lin Banxiang asked with concern, "Chen Xue, what's wrong with you?" ”

Fu Chenxue woke up from the epiphany, saw everyone's worried eyes, rubbed his nose and said, "I'm fine-" His gaze moved to the changed ancient painting, and his heart "clicked", how could this be? Could it be that the epiphany just now actually destroyed this precious "Hundred Feathers"? From Lin Ban's makeup and everyone's expressions, he quickly knew the answer.

Lin Jianhua asked, "Chen Xue, do you know why this painting became like this?" ”

Lin Banxiang said: "Brother, Chen Xue is by my side, even I don't know, how can he know the reason?" ”

Lin Jianhua looked at Miao Weiguo, and wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

Fu Chenxue said: "Sister Half Makeup, I'm sorry, this matter may really have something to do with me." ”

Hearing Fu Chenxue say this, everyone was even more curious. Lin Banxiang was stunned and said, "Chen Xue, what the hell is going on, can you explain it clearly?" ”

Fu Chenxue said: "Sister Half Makeup, if I sue you, "Hundred Feathers" is not a real famous painting, but a mysterious martial art, do you believe it?" ”

Lin Banxiang looked at Fu Chenxue in a daze, and laughed after a while: "Chenxue, have you really discovered its secret?" ”

Fu Chenxue nodded, and Lin Banxiang laughed: "No wonder Pilger has not discovered the mystery after many years of research, it turns out that he doesn't understand Chinese kung fu at all!" Chenxue, Sister Sue, how did you do it? ”

Fu Chenxue smiled slightly, and recounted the situation just now in detail, everyone's eyes widened, as if they were listening to the Arabian Nights, and they did not hide their shock in their hearts-Fu Chenxue's luck is too good? In this way, you can unravel the secrets of ancient paintings, and let others live? Han Ziyu looked at Fu Chenxue enviously, and only after a while did he hold back a sentence: "Chenxue, you are not a human, you are a fucking demon by nature!" ”

Everyone laughed, and Lin Banxiang and Lin Qianxue were even happier.

Fu Chenxue knew that he was not a demon, but his luck was better than others. Without Qingluan's divine blood, without the mysterious "Yin and Yang Pisces", his "Innate Taiyi Divine Skill" would not have been able to reach the realm of "Five Qi Dynasty Yuan"; If it weren't for the sunlight that happened to shine on the Hundred Feathers, he would not have discovered the secret of the scroll, and it would have been impossible for him to obtain the mysterious martial arts inheritance. Chance is indeed not something that can be predicted and controlled by manpower.

Miao Weiguo is a martial arts idiot, and when he heard that "Hundred Feathers" was actually a martial arts secret book, he couldn't help but feel itchy, and shouted: "Chenxue, come, let's practice our hands, I want to see what peerless martial arts are on this painting?" ”

Fu Chenxue hesitated and said with a smile: "Instructor, don't try it, right?" ”

Miao Weiguo was stunned and said, "Why? ”

Fu Chenxue rubbed her nose and said with a smile: "Because I'm afraid of hurting you!" ”

"Uh......" Miao Weiguo's leopard eyes widened, and he roared: "Afraid of hurting me?" What did you kid say? Forgot who taught you kung fu? Could it be that Lao Tzu can't even hold out for fifty rounds? ”