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- Yang Bo found a room. He walked in with the ancient paintings and turned Cao Yuande away.
Cao Yuande was surprised at first, and then a smile appeared on his face. The more mysterious Yang Bo acted, the more he felt that Yang Bo could restore ancient paintings!
These ancient paintings have been sentenced to death, and many restoration masters are helpless. Even if Yang Bo can only repair one painting, he will only make a second-floor profit.
Yang Bo sat at the table. He stared at the painting in front of him that was already covered with mildew stains. He was full of confusion. When he saw this painting just now, he actually felt weak spiritual power fluctuations!
If it is really a painting with spiritual power, logically speaking, this painting should not become moldy. Why does this happen?
The paper in front of you has been damaged to this extent. If you want to repair it by simply uncovering the painting, I am afraid it is impossible. You must take extraordinary measures!
Yang Bo stared at the ancient painting, and the brilliance was flowing in front of his eyes. Wisps of brilliance flew out of his eyes and landed on the painting covered with mildew spots!
Paper becomes moldy. This is an irreversible process. Taoism can make time pass the moment the flowers bloom, but there is no way to turn back time!
Yang Bo can only try to use the brilliance in his eyes. Until now, he has not fully understood the function of brilliance in his eyes. At this time, he can only treat the dead horse as a live doctor!
As the light faded, the yellowed and black paper actually changed slightly. The originally completely blackened paper gradually gained a sense of layering, and the pictures on the paper gradually emerged!
After a while, the picture became clearer, and a ray of light appeared on the picture and fell into Yang Bo's eyes.
Yang Bo was finally able to see clearly. It turned out to be a picture of Chen Tuan's sleeping skills. Next to the picture, there was an inscription, "The husband transforms into the young, the young transforms into the old, aging disease, illness transforms into death, death transforms into the spirit, and the divine transforms all things." , the energy transforms living beings, refines and takes shape, and the divine energy and essence are refined into true immortals through three transformations.¡±
Seeing this passage, Yang Bo seemed to have a bell ringing in his mind, and he was completely stunned. He stared at the painting in a daze, without moving the whole time!
The flow of spiritual power in Yang Bo's body may be because he stared at this painting. The speed of the spiritual power in his body has slowed down a lot, but every week, the spiritual power in his body increases faster. The spiritual power is transferred every week, It¡¯s almost equivalent to half a month of normal practice!
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Yang Bo gradually came to his senses. He forcibly took his eyes back. He knew very well that this was not a place for cultivation. He couldn¡¯t wait to take this painting away!
Yang Bo let out a heavy breath. He was not in a hurry to leave, but stared at the painting and studied it.
There is no signature on this painting, and the picture is extremely simple. There is only a simple outline. You can clearly see the ancestor Chen Tuan, but the brushwork is simple and there is no sign of any painter!
From the perspective of artistic value, this painting is not valuable!
Yang Bo stared at the ancient painting and looked carefully at it. Judging from the brilliance of the ancient painting, this painting should have been painted about a thousand years ago, that is, around 1,000 AD!
According to historical records, Chen Tuan¡¯s ancestor lived from the late Tang Dynasty to the early Northern Song Dynasty, probably from 871 to 989 AD, exactly a thousand years ago!
Thinking of this, Yang Bo was stunned. He stared at the transformation, full of surprise!
Patriarch Chen Tuan was a Taoist who created the Immortal Sleeping Skill and wrote "Fetal Breathing Technique". The content in the painting is part of the Fetal Breathing Technique.
According to historical records, the ancestor Chen Tuan lived for 118 years. According to the ancient life span, it is definitely rare to be over 100 years old. Yang Bo suspected that the ancestor Chen Tuan was a Qi practitioner and this painting is not that of Chen Tuan. What the ancestor did was done by the disciples of the ancestor Chen Tuan!
Yang Bo stared at the transformation and looked carefully at it. He vaguely felt that this passage in the painting seemed to contain the truth!
Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, but Taoist Qi practitioners must go in the opposite direction, and through reverse search, they can become true immortals!
Yang Bo really wanted to know whether Patriarch Chen Tuan was a casual cultivator or whether he came from the Paradise of Cave Heaven. This painting only used ordinary paper, but after thousands of years, there is still spiritual energy overflowing. This is enough to show that the painting was originally made. His cultivation level is not low!
Yang Bo is now in the middle stage of Tianluo Realm. This painting can have such a great impact on him. Does it mean that the Sleeping Immortal Technique of Patriarch Chen Tuan is very effective?
After a long time, Yang Bo sighed. This painting has been repaired a lot by the brilliance in his eyes. It is not suitable to take it out at this time, and it is impossible for Yang Bo to return it!
He put the painting into his Qiankun bag.
Yang Bo opened the door and walked out, and saw Cao Yuande standing outside the door, waiting for him. There were several people standing beside Cao Yuande. They were chatting, and when they noticed Yang Bo coming out, everyone's eyes fell on him. !
Cao Yuande looks at?Yang Bo couldn't help but ask: "How is it? Has it been repaired?"
Several other people also looked at Yang Bo with searching eyes.
Yang Bo shook his head, "It's really difficult to repair these paintings. I'm afraid I can't do it!"
Cao Yuande couldn't help but be disappointed. Although he had guessed that such a situation might occur, he still felt regretful. After all, there were still so many paintings in the warehouse!
The few people standing next to Cao Yuande looked at each other, and then started discussing.
¡°I¡¯m just saying, those words have been sentenced to death by us together, how can we possibly restore them, unless we have great magic power that can turn back time, but how can there be such a person in the world?¡±
¡°If it were so easy to restore ancient paintings, I¡¯d already be a master of cultural relic restoration, so why would I stay here to do it?¡±
"My friend, you are still young and there is no way to restore these ancient paintings. This is not a shame. You will encounter more difficulties and challenges in the future, so you must work hard!"
"I think it's better to give up. The remaining ancient paintings are no longer worth repairing. Giving up is the best choice!"
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Yang Bo didn¡¯t feel anything when he listened to their words. Although he knew that these people were sarcastic, he was eager to go back to practice at this time. He could feel that this painting would help him a lot!
Cao Yuande saw the shameful look on Yang Bo's face, and he immediately realized that he shouldn't have had too much hope. Now that Yang Bo has failed, isn't this normal?
Cao Yuande said quickly: "Yang Bo, just do your best on this matter, and don't take it personally!"
"Actually, the value of the remaining paintings should not be too high. Judging from some of the works we have restored now, there are very few masterpieces by famous artists!"
Yang Bo nodded, seeming extremely ashamed and said: "Professor Cao, I'm really sorry, I'm going back first!"
Cao Yuande nodded, "I'll give it to you!'
Yang Bo waved his hand, "No need!"
Cao Yuande insisted on sending Yang Bo out. He turned back and saw the people who had followed him just now, crowded in the room where Yang Bo was repairing ancient paintings. Everyone seemed extremely surprised.
Cao Yuande walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
One person responded: "Where is the scrap he just brought in? The damaged painting is gone!"
Cao Yuande was stunned. He stared at everyone, feeling as if he had missed something.
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