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Finally, when he was at his peak condition, Fang Ming slowly opened his eyes. The moment he picked up the brush, all of his attention was focused on the drawing paper, as if there was nothing else in this world that deserved his attention!

This time, he was truly planning to draw one with his heart, hoping to draw a masterpiece that he was able to do so far!

Regardless of the ink color, each stroke was extremely detailed!

With every flick of his wrist and every flick of his brush, he would create a sense of beauty that seemed to match the heavens and the earth, causing one to be unable to help but be immersed in it!

Even Zhang Gaoyuan, who did not know much about painting, was deeply captivated by this scene, his gaze unable to move away from the drawing paper!

Weng ~!

When the last stroke landed, the entire painting seemed to come to life!

"Peak of the sixth level!" "One step away from the seventh level!"

Yan Minghua could not help but exclaim. This painting was only a step away from reaching the seventh level.

It depicted a garden in the wee hours of the morning. Before the sun had even risen, the roosters were already crowing and a young man was already practicing his swordsmanship!

At this moment, the young man in the painting seemed to have his own intelligence as he brandished the longsword according to his thoughts. Each stab carried a sharp sword intent, as if it wanted to rush out of the painting and pierce through the heavens!

"Hmm? "How is this possible!?"

Right at this moment, Zhang Gaoyuan suddenly let out a surprised cry!

"You see it?"

Hearing the cry of shock, Fang Ming put down his brush, turned his head and laughed and asked.

"This isn't just a painting, but a sword skill. It should be a high grade Emperor grade sword skill!"

Zhang Gaoyuan said in shock.

"Hehe, Old Zhang is indeed an expert of the primary fetal stage. He could tell at a glance, this is indeed a high grade Emperor grade sword skill!" Fang Ming nodded with a smile, then looked towards Yan Minghua.

Yes, the painting he drew was not only a sixth level painting, but it also hid a high grade Emperor level sword skill. It was inspired by the sun and moon battle between the two great powers!

In other words, it was simply an application of the art of painting recorded in the Painting Saint's Canon!

And the sword skill in the painting was naturally obtained from the world of the first test of the Five Elements Pagoda. Perhaps it was a sword skill left behind by the creator of the Yin Yang Tower.

"Master is too kind, this old servant only has this much vision. Compared to Master, this old servant is like a firefly!" Zhang Gaoyuan did not forget to flatter him, but the former did not care, since he would not feel anything from it!

"This is a sword skill?"

His talent in cultivation was mediocre in the first place, with his current level, he could not understand this set of sword skill at all!

However, when he heard the conversation between the two, he felt as if he had been enlightened. It was as if a door was being opened, and excitement gradually filled his eyes!

"May I know the name of this painting?"

Just then, Zhang Gaoyuan asked again.

"I'm dancing with chicken!"

Hearing that, Fang Ming waved the brush in his hand again, and on the top of the drawing, he wrote the words' Hearing the chicken dance ', and also conveniently wrote down the name, then said in satisfaction: "Alright, Old Zhang, come out with me!"

After he finished speaking, he kept the tools for the painting, and at the same time, he put away the 'Hearing Chicken Dance'. Then, he walked out of the room, and upon hearing what was said, Zhang Gaoyuan immediately followed him out.

On the other hand, Yan Minghua was still standing in the middle of the room, as if he had lost his mind.

It was because of this reason that he called out Zhang Gaoyuan, so as to not disturb his comprehension!

"You stay here and guard him. Don't let anyone enter and disturb him."

After Fang Ming finished speaking, he walked towards the ninth floor.

Although the ninth floor was the highest floor of the Nine Heavens Tower, it was an auction ground, so the person in charge here was not Jin Jiuxing, but someone else.

The ninth floor was different from the eighth floor, it did not have that kind of paradise. The first thing that entered his sight was a wide corridor, and on both sides of the corridor hung many matching diagrams. The matching diagrams depicted the items that would be auctioned in two days.

Of course, not all items would have a map. There were some parts that could not be drawn, and could only be described in words.

Because the auction had yet to start, there were not many people on the ninth floor. Only about ten people were looking at the map and introductions on both sides of the hall.

Fang Ming watched the auction with interest. There were many things he wanted to auction this time, all sorts of weapons, cultivation techniques and martial skills, all of them were top quality goods. After reading the introductions on a few weapons, he realized that all of them were magic items!

In addition, there were also some extremely rare spiritual herbs, hard-to-refine spiritual pills, as well as incomplete treasure maps.

This could really be said to be all that was needed. However, the only thing he didn't see was a painting auction, so he didn't know the reason why.

After looking for a while, he did not discover anything that attracted him, so he lost interest and walked straight to the end of the corridor. He looked at the last auction item, which was also the item he was most concerned about.

The Diagram Array also did not have a diagram, only a passage of text to introduce it. The content of the introduction was very limited, and it was not even as detailed as the rumors he heard outside!

Upon entering, the first thing they saw was a huge stage in front of them. In front of the stage, there were rows and rows of neatly arranged chairs and tables.

"Young master, I'm really sorry. Today is not the day to hold an auction, and the auction house is still in the process of being prepared. If you're here to visit, then please go back first!"

However, just as he was observing the auction ground, a young man suddenly walked over with a trace of impatience on his face.

"I know, but I'm here to auction something."

Regarding this, Fang Ming did not mind much.

"Take items to auction? "What is it?"

The youth frowned slightly as the impatience in his voice faded slightly. In the auction two days later, there were still some items that had yet to be delivered, so he was waiting here for approval.

If the other party was really going to auction something, then he could not afford to offend him and he would have to treat him well.

"A painting."

Saying that, Fang Ming took out a wooden box from his storage ring. It was the [Smelling Chicken Dance Diagram] that he had drawn not long ago, but he did not open the wooden box.

After all, this was a painting of the sixth level, a painting transcending the mortal realm. The box was sealed to prevent its aura from leaking out!

"What?" A painting? "

Hearing that, the young man was startled, but when he saw the young man's coarse clothes, he secretly shook his head. Then, with a frown, he revealed a look of displeasure and said: "You're going to auction a painting? Have you lost your mind or been kicked by a donkey? "

"Why are you so rude? Is there anyone who would say that? "

These words really caused Fang Ming to be stunned, and he was a little angry in his heart.