On the phone, Xia Yike repeatedly confirmed to Xue Chen that it was the authentic work of calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi and painting sage Wu Daozi. After receiving a positive reply, she said she would carefully consider how to publicize it.

As soon as the call was hung up, Wang Dong, who had been waiting for a long time, screamed, which scared Xue Chen: "Old Xue, you, you, do you really have the authentic works of Wang Xizhi and Wu Daozi in your hands? This

How is it possible, how is it possible, you couldn't have been deceived."

"Liar? Who lied to me?" Xue Chen asked back.

Wang Dong snorted and didn't say anything else, but he kept scratching his head and head. It was obvious that he was in a complicated mood. Finally, he asked when he would bring it over so that he could have a look and appreciate it.

"If you wait for two days, things won't run away anymore. You can see it sooner or later."

But Wang Dong refused, saying that he couldn't wait and wanted to watch it now, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

"Well, since you want to see it, you can do it now." Xue Chen just stood up, and Wang Dong turned around to get the car keys.

"No need to drive, let's walk through Tianmen. I've never taken anyone through Tianmen before, so I'll give it a try with you."

Knocking Heaven Gate and Shrinking Earth into an Inch are both techniques for transferring one's body shape. Since Shrinking into Heaven can carry other people, Kowling Heaven Gate can also be used, but it will consume more spiritual energy.

"Knocking on Tianmen?" Wang Dong opened his eyes nervously and swallowed.

Xue Chen stood in the living room and raised his hand to knock on the door. Suddenly, a magical scene appeared in the room. Three ancient heavenly gates that seemed to be projected by a projector appeared in three directions, exuding a

The majestic aura made Wang Dong almost kneel down.

"Let's go." Xue Chen grabbed Wang Dong's shoulder with one hand and started to walk towards Nantianmen.

But Wang Dong hurriedly applied the foot brake and said hurriedly: "Old Xue, why don't we drive. I'm a little scared. This is too weird."

Xue Chen laughed loudly, comforted Wang Dong and said it didn't matter if he was here, and then without any explanation, he directly pulled them into the Tianmen.

When the two people entered the Tianmen, the three illusory Tianmen in the room also disappeared in an instant.

Just then, a waiter went upstairs to refill tea. When he saw no one upstairs, he was stunned and muttered, when did he leave? Why didn't he see him?

In the white light, Xue Chen pulled Wang Dong straight towards the direction of the induction. When he felt the place, he walked out of the white light with one step. Looking left and right, there was nothing wrong. It was his own I am.

Wang Dongze's legs went weak and he sat on the edge of the bed. He looked around with dull eyes, rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, and gasped for air.

"Oh my god, what happened just now? Why did my eyes turn into a vast expanse of white? I thought I was going to see God." Wang Dong licked his dry lips, with a lingering fear on his face.

"Sure enough..." Xue Chen also felt the consumption of spiritual energy. Just as he expected, the spiritual energy consumption increased significantly. It was three times what he consumed when he traveled through Tianmen alone. He smiled and looked at it, which made his legs weak in fear.

Dongzi, "Don't you want to see the Chuyue Post and the Qinglin Picture? Come with me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong cheered up and followed him out of the room. He couldn't stop talking: "Old Xue, is this a magic technique in practice? It's incredible. It's better than supernatural powers."

sharp."

Are spells more powerful than powers?

Xue Chen didn't think so. This was not absolute.

There are indeed many kinds of magic techniques, which can be said to be rich and colorful, but they are also divided into levels, heaven, treasure, spirit, and earth. Each level can be roughly divided into four levels: entry level, middle level, high level, and top level.

However, there is no such detailed distinction between different abilities, so there is no absolute distinction between the two.

His special ability is time reversal. In his own opinion, this is no weaker than any magic, even a heaven-level magic! Time reversal can affect the entire world, but can magic do this? He doesn't think it's true.

There is a magic that can affect the whole world!

After understanding the practice, he would naturally compare the difference between supernatural powers and magic. The similarity between the two is extremely high, but the difference exists. In his view, everything is possible with supernatural powers, while magic is in a

Within the rules, because the technique was created for practitioners to use!

After arriving downstairs, the two stood in front of the door of the underground storage room. After passing the triple password, the half-meter-thick stainless steel security door opened with a hiss.

"Old Xue, do you think there are people with supernatural powers and practitioners who can sneak in through it?" Wang Dong turned around and asked.

Xue Chen thought about it: "Maybe." The variety of superpowers possessed by superpowers is unimaginable. He has also seen people with the superpower of walking through walls, and he even caught them with his own hands.

The same is true for practitioners' techniques.

"Then you have to be careful. If you are really robbed, let alone you, I will be heartbroken." Wang Dong reminded.

I have to say that Wang Dong's reminder did make Xue Chen think more.

After entering the storage room, Wang Dong looked at the antique utensils placed on the shelves on both sides, shaking his head as if he wanted to hold everything in his arms.

Xue Chen moved the innermost box over and placed it in the middle.

"Is this...gold?" The black dirt on the outside of the box has been cleaned away, and it shines with golden light under the light. The patterns on it are also more magnificent, giving off a suffocating sense of nobility.

Opening the box, you can see everything inside. In addition to things about spiritual practice, the four treasures of the study and two national treasures, calligraphy and paintings, are all placed inside.

When Xue Chen slowly spread out the Chuyue Tie and Qinglin Pictures, Wang Dong's eyes widened, he admired them with a pious expression on his face, and made a vague sound in his mouth: "It looks like, it's really too similar.

Already..."

"What image?" Xue Chen asked casually as he was also admiring the masterpieces of calligraphers and painters.

"Looks like an old thing." Wang Dong said without turning his head.

Xue Chen was speechless for a while: "It doesn't look like it, it's true! Do you see any problem?"

"No." Wang Dong chuckled, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "You should understand that this is really hard to believe. When you actually take it out, I think other people will be the same as me."

After saying that, Wang Dong continued to read for an hour, until his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and then he stopped.

"It's unbelievable, it's really unbelievable. I used my advanced appraisal skills to conduct a comprehensive appraisal, and I couldn't find any features that might be imitations or fakes, not even a single trace."

Wearing white gloves, his fingertips lightly touched the surface of the calligraphy and painting. Wang Dong showed a mesmerized expression. It was hard for him to believe that what he saw in front of him was the original work of the painting saint and the painting saint.

After staying in the storeroom for more than an hour, the two of them came out. Xue Chen originally planned to stay with someone to finish the meal, but Wang Dong said that he was a good man of the Gu family now and had to go home to eat with his wife.

"Then I won't keep you."

Xue Chen waved his hand, and Wang Dong walked out of the house naturally, but soon came back with a wry smile on his face: "How do you want me to leave? Do you want me to walk back? This is more than 20 miles away from the city.

Woolen cloth."

"Uh, sorry, I forgot." Xue Chen also remembered that Wang Dong was brought here by him by knocking on the Tianmen, not by driving, but he didn't want to open the Tianmen anymore, so he threw the car key over.

"You can drive my car back." He will just drive back one day.

The next day, Xue Chen went back to his hometown and finished the fourth Tianmen. He left it in his bedroom in his hometown and specifically told his parents not to touch it.

But he does not plan to knock on the Tianmen directly when he returns to his hometown in the future, because he is worried about scaring his two elders. The reason why he left the Tianmen is just to deal with some situations, and he still has to drive.

Early in the morning, he stood in the yard of his hometown, glanced at the mist-filled mountains in the distance, stretched out his posture, and first performed Xingyi Quan twice to stretch his muscles, and then tried to activate his physical skills to transform into a dragon!

These days, he slept and walked according to the postures drawn in the two pictures. Gradually, he got used to it. At the same time, he also faintly felt a change in his body. It was a mysterious feeling that could not be expressed in words.

I have to describe it, but it is definitely a good aspect.

"Ho!"

Like a swimming dragon, the spiritual energy rushed down the Tianling Cap, along the entire spine, and down to the soles of the feet. Xue Chen felt a twinge of pain and at the same time felt a very heavy force spreading.

After a moment, he lowered his head and glanced at his palm. If he looked carefully, he could vaguely see some vague marks on the inside of the flesh, like scales.

Obviously, his cultivation path is correct and has achieved initial results, but he is still a long way from cultivating white dragon scales. Even if he wants to reach Bai Shuheng's level, it will take a lot of hard work.

He punched forward and let out a scream out of thin air. The faint white mist around his body was also stirred up, as if outlining the shape of a dragon.

"Xiaochen, it's time to eat. It's early in the morning and it's cold outside. Don't catch a cold." My mother called out with concern.

After simply washing his hands, Xue Chen sat at the table. When he saw a plate of yellow-orange fried eggs in front of him, which was his favorite dish, he picked up a large piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"These are local eggs bought from Mr. Yuan's house in Dongtou. His eggs are the best. Every village in the country knows that. Anyone who has a baby will go to his house to buy eggs for his wife to eat. They are very good at promoting lactation.

…”

Luo Huijuan praised the quality of the eggs, and naturally did not notice the slight change in Xue Chen's expression.

"Have... spiritual energy?"
Chapter completed!