Chapter 3760

Yang Bo finds a room. He goes in with the ancient paintings and turns Cao Yuande away.

Cao Yuande was surprised at first, and then a smile appeared on his face. The more mysterious Yang Bo was, the more he felt that Yang Bo could repair ancient paintings!

These ancient paintings have been sentenced to death, and many restoration masters are at a loss. Even if Yang Bo can only repair one painting, he will earn the second floor.

Yang Bo sat at the table, staring at the moldy painting in front of him. He was puzzled. When he saw the painting just now, he felt the weak fluctuation of spiritual power!

If it is really a painting with spiritual power, it should not get moldy. Why does this happen?

In front of the paper has been damaged to this extent, if you want to rely on a simple Jiehua repair, I am afraid it is impossible to do, we must take extraordinary measures!

Yang Bo stares at the ancient paintings. The brilliance in front of his eyes flies out of his eyes and falls on the moldy paintings!

The paper mildew, this is an irreversible process, bloom moment, Taoism can let time pass, but there is no way to let time back!

Yang Bo can only try to use Guanghua in his eyes. Until now, he has not fully understood the role of Guanghua in his eyes. At this time, he can only be a living horse doctor!

With the fall of brilliance, the yellowing and blackening paper has changed a little bit. Originally, the completely blackened paper gradually has a sense of hierarchy, and the picture on the paper gradually presents itself!

After a while, the picture became clearer, and a ray of brilliance fell into Yang Bo's eyes.

Yang Bo was finally able to see clearly that it turned out to be a picture of Chen Tuan's sleeping skills. Beside the picture, it was also inscribed with the words, "husband's Tao turns less, less turns old, aging disease, disease turns death, death turns God, deifying all things, energy turns living beings, refinement takes shape, and God, energy and essence turn into real immortals."

Seeing this, Yang Bo seems to have a bell ringing in his mind. He is completely stunned. He stares at the painting and never moves!

Yang Bo's spiritual power flows in his body. Maybe it's because he stares at this painting. The speed of spiritual power in his body slows down a lot. But every Sunday, the spiritual power in his body increases faster. It's almost equivalent to half a month's ordinary practice to move one Sunday!

I don't know how long after that, Yang Bo gradually came to his senses. He forced his eyes back. He knew very well that this was not a place for cultivation. He couldn't wait to take the painting away!

Yang Bo breathed heavily. Instead of leaving in a hurry, he studied the painting.

This painting is very simple, but only Chen can see it clearly!

In terms of artistic value, this painting is not worth money!

Yang Bo stares at the ancient paintings. From the brilliance of the ancient paintings, this painting should have been painted about a thousand years ago, that is, about a thousand years ago!

According to historical records, the period from the end of Tang Dynasty to the beginning of Northern Song Dynasty was about 871-989, just a thousand years ago!

Thinking of this, Yang Bo was shocked. He stared at Hua Zuo, full of surprise!

Chen Tuan is a Daoist who created the skill of sleeping immortal. He wrote the code of fetal death. The title of the painting is part of the code of fetal death.

According to the historical records, Chen Tuan lived 118 years. According to the ancient life span, it is extremely rare that Chen Tuan was over 100 years old. Yang Bo suspected that Chen Tuan was a Qi refiner. This painting was either made by Chen Tuan or by his disciples!

Yang Bo stares at Huazuo and takes a close look at it. He faintly feels that this passage in the painting seems to contain wisdom!

Birth, aging, illness and death are the natural laws, but Taoist Qi refiners want to do the opposite, and turn into real immortals through reverse seeking!

Yang Bo would like to know whether Chen Tuan's ancestor came from the cave or from the cave. This painting only uses ordinary paper, but after thousands of years, there is still aura overflowing, which is enough to show that the painter's accomplishments in painting this painting are not low!

Yang Bo is now in the middle of tianluojing cultivation. This painting can bring him such a great influence. Does it mean that Chen Tuan's sleeping immortal skill is very effective?

For a long time, Yang Bo sighed. This painting has been repaired by Guanghua in his eyes. At this time, it's not suitable to take it out again, and Yang Bo can't return it again!

He put the painting in his bag.

Yang Bo pushed the door open and went out. He saw Cao Yuande waiting for him outside the door. There were several people standing beside Cao Yuande. They were chatting. When they noticed Yang Bo coming out, everyone's eyes fell on him!

Cao Yuande looked at Yang Bo and couldn't help asking, "how's it going? Did you fix it? "

Other people are also looking at Yang Bo with the eyes of exploration.

Yang Bo shook his head. "It's too hard to repair these paintings. I'm afraid I can't do it!"

Cao Yuande was disappointed. Although he had guessed that this might happen, he still felt sorry. After all, there were so many paintings in the warehouse!

Cao Yuande stood beside several people, they looked at each other, and then began to discuss."I'll just say that those words have been sentenced to death by us. How can they be restored? Unless there is a magic power that can make time go back, how can there be such a person in the world?"

"If it's very easy to restore ancient paintings, I'm afraid I would have been a master of cultural relic restoration. Where would I stay here to start?"

"My friend, you are still young and can't repair these ancient paintings. It's no shame. You will encounter more difficulties and challenges in the future. You must come on!"

"I think it's better to give up. The remaining ancient paintings have no value of restoration. Giving up is the best choice!"

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Yang Bo didn't feel much when he listened to them. Although he knew that these people were sneering, he was eager to go back to practice. He could feel that this painting would bring him great help!

Cao Yuande saw Yang Bo's face showing a look of shame, he immediately reacted, he should not have had too much hope, now Yang Bo failed, this is not very normal?

Cao Yuande said hastily, "Yang Bo, just try your best. Don't take it to heart."

"In fact, the value of the remaining paintings should not be too high. According to some of our restored works, there are very few masterpieces!"

Yang Bo nodded, seemed very ashamed and said: "Professor Cao, I'm really sorry. I'll go back first!"

Cao Yuande nodded, "I'll see you off!"

Yang Bo waved his hand, "no need!"

Cao Yuande insisted on sending Yang Bo out. He turned back and saw that the people who had just followed him were crowded in the room where Yang Bo had repaired the ancient paintings. Everyone seemed very surprised.

Cao Yuande went over and asked, "what's the matter?"

One responded, "what about the waste he just brought in? The damaged picture is gone

Cao Yuande was stunned. He stared at the crowd and felt as if he had missed something.

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