An ancient painting costs a million at a glance?

It's Skynet, and everything is virtual.

What paintings are so valuable? Is it a hidden secret, or is it a world-shattering technique?

Wang Qiong was dumbfounded, he thought he was dark enough, but he didn't expect that there were people who were darker than him.

Now you don't need to spend money on it? You don't even need to use your brain?

Wang Qiong pursed his lips, turned his head and left.

Such an offer would make a fool buy it.

"Don't go, this thing is fidelity, it's good. The little white face hurriedly stopped Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong glanced at him and said lightly: "Where are you selling goods, you are a robbery, a million looks, you sit here for the rest of your life, see if you can wait for the destined fool." ”

"In business, you can pay a price, I think it's suitable, maybe I agreed. The little white face hurriedly said.

"Counteroffer?" Wang Qiong sneered in his heart.

The other party offered a price of one million, and it was just a glance, how can this price be repaid?

"One hundred taels, can you answer"

"Deal!"

Before Wang Qiong's words were finished, Xiao Baimian preemptively agreed, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Wang Qiong was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a little confused.

"It's all about doing business now?"

Ma De, looking at the smile on the little white face, he reported a hundred taels high.

Now these stall owners' ways are too wild, asking for prices all over the sky, no matter how you pay it back, he promises to choke you to death, no matter what, you will make money.

There is a rule when visiting the stalls, since you have made a bid and the stall owner approves it, the transaction is considered to be done, and you cannot go back.

"Paralyzed, I'll open my eyes. Wang Qiong gritted his teeth and turned a hundred taels.

"Your customers are really knowledgeable. ”

Xiao Baimian took out the octagonal jade key and inserted it into the jade box.

Suddenly, the inside of the jade box rotated, and suddenly it was divided into thirty-six paths, which rotated each other and gradually separated, revealing the ancient paintings hidden inside.

Wang Qiong looked at it and was amazed.

Let's not talk about the painting, this jade box is a treasure, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

"This jade box is good. Wang Qiong couldn't help but say.

"Your Excellency has good eyesight, this is an antiquity, I threw several tombs" Little White Face couldn't help but say.

But halfway through the conversation, he suddenly stopped.

"How many seats?" asked Wang Qiong.

"Look at the painting, look at the painting," the little white face said with a dry smile.

As he spoke, he carefully took out the ancient painting and opened it slowly.

The yellowed scroll has been rolled, and even most of it has fallen off and broken, but I don't know what kind of paint is used in this painting, and the colors are still bright and bright.

Cangshan Daze, the blue sky and the sun are all as true.

"Good painting!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but praise.

Even if he doesn't know how to paint, this ancient painting is vivid and true, the artistic conception of the ancient sky is coming, the world is vast, the vast sea and stars, and the bell spirit of all things are captured and engraved by this painting.

What's more, this ancient painting has a desolate and primitive atmosphere, chaotic and disorderly, killing and conquest, and the unique flavor of civilization rising in blood and chaos.

With Wang Qiong's current wealth, it is not a waste to spend a hundred taels to look at such a painting.

This westbound map does have a hint of flavor.

"Lin Luotian is known as the strongest man in three thousand years, and throughout the ages, he is the only human who has passed through the forbidden area and reached the other side of the Fuyan River and found the end of the sky. The little white face looked at the painting in his hand and spoke eloquently.

"With him as the boundary, the era before Lin Luotian is called Antiquity, when human beings were not as prosperous as they are now, and the war with demon beasts has never been broken."

Wang Qiong nodded.

Lin Luotian opened the era of glory of mankind, the glory and strength of mankind reached its peak, the dynasty opened, civilization spread, and the glory of fire shone on every inch of land in the world.

But before, there was still chaos and chaos, and there were constant wars.

"In ancient times, there were many conquests, and the colors of many ancient paintings were made from the bones of demon beasts. "The thin stall owner is extremely knowledgeable.

He pointed to the "Red Sun" on the painting and said, "This is vermilion, which is refined from the skull blood of the Ancient Demon Splitting Sky Red Flame Crane. ”

The Sky Splitting Red Flame Crane is an ancient demon beast that is rumored to be clad in flames, and likes to build nests with volcanoes, spread its wings and fly high, and can tear the sky apart and burn the sky.

In ancient times, this monster beast once brought people deep fear, and in order to destroy it, humans also paid a heavy price.

Today, the Sky Splitting Red Flame Crane has been completely extinct.

However, its reputation is still great, not only because of its terrible past, but also because the skull blood of this demon beast is a treasure.

Because of the blazing yang physique, the essence blood of his head contains extremely pure energy, a drop of blood can nourish a thousand people, used to make pigments, and it is the best, even if it has gone through thousands of years, it will not fade.

Therefore, the price of the skull blood of the Split Sky Red Flame Crane that survives today is extremely high, and many great clans sell it for collection, and they will definitely not use it easily.

If this ancient painting really uses this level of paint, not to mention the craftsmanship, the materials alone are worth a lot of money.

"The color of this ancient tree is ground from the roots of the blue water and cold vines."

"The color of the earth is made by grinding the sternum of the yellow dragon lion"

"The color of the river is refined from the eyes of the dragon."

With the introduction of the little white face, this long ancient painting slowly opened, and finally completely presented in front of Wang Qiong.

The mysterious Burial River towers majestically above the earth, flowing mightily into the distance, and at the end of that is the void sky and darkness.

Countless fires flickered in the river.

This is the oldest river in mankind.

It is rumored that in the oldest years, the method of fire cultivation was just born, and humans began to rebel against the domination and enslavement of demon beasts.

It was on the banks of the Zu River that the most critical battle began.

How many human beings have died generously, and how many masters have stained the river with blood

One by one, the oldest fires were extinguished in this river, and their brilliance was lost forever.

This is where the name of the Burial River comes from.

In the ancient painting, on the bank of the Yan River, there is a figure, hunting in a wide robe, facing the back and facing the end of the sky.

That figure is like the finishing touch, making the whole ancient painting come alive.

The world is vast, and the ancestral river is endless, which seems to have become the foil of that figure.

He is the center, the protagonist.

Whoever it is, they are attracted to him at first sight.

"Lin Luotian!?" Wang Qiong's heart moved slightly, this ancient painting was indeed extraordinary, as if it contained magical power, making it difficult for him to take his eyes off.

In the painting, the figure is alone, accompanied by a white horse, along the mighty Fuyan River.

"Hmm? Wait. Suddenly, Wang Qiong felt that something was wrong.

When he looked closer, he found that the white horse was very strangely depicted, with extremely long ears and a wrong tail, only hair at the tip of the tail.

As a professional butcher, Wang Qiong made a judgment almost instantly.

This shouldn't be a horse, but a donkey!?