"This aura … perfect, it's simply too perfect!"
Mo Feng's mind was instantly shaken. His eyes widened as he was attracted by this peerless treasure. "What kind of words are these? They are square and simple, but the spiritual aura within them allows me to clearly understand their meaning. "
This aura, this degree of completeness, this peak level of attainment in the art of sculpture, made it impossible for him to imagine that this was a fake, as if it was a real treasure from the ancient era.
"This … this …"
He was so excited that he couldn't help but want to use his hand to gently stroke it, but he quickly retracted his hand, as if he was afraid of tarnishing this perfect treasure. "Priceless! This is simply priceless! It is said that many of the ancient sculptures were incomparably large, even comparable to the size of a star … but with the passage of time, the large treasures were almost lost, leaving only the small ones that were perfectly preserved! "
The larger the size, the higher the value!
And this large cave dwelling in front of him was so well preserved, its value was so high that it was hard to estimate!
Just selling this statue alone was enough to make one rich!
If even he couldn't tell whether it was real or fake, then others would find it hard to do so.
The vicissitudes of time and the dao rhythm within were hard to imagine and terrifying.
"This sculpture can be sold for a sky-high price. There must be many saints who would love it and view it as a treasure … but, aren't the words on it a bit too shocking?"
Daoist Xuan Mu couldn't help but remind him, "These words might be some kind of mistake."
Counterfeiting and imitating antiques also depended on the heritage and style of the antique.
It was like an antique painting, but you made an ancient person riding an electric scooter. With one look, one could tell that it was a modern creation and did not fit the environment of that era.
The words in front of him were too shocking … too out of the ordinary. Instead, it was easy to think that it was a fake and did not fit the ancient mythological era.
One had to know that the more powerful an existence was, the more they would revere it, the more cautious they would be in their words and actions, and the more humble they would be in pursuit of the truth of the universe.
Immortal Immortal Abode!
Immortal Immortal Abode!
This sentence was too exaggerated, simply making one's heart tremble.
Throughout the ages, no matter how great the Dao Proving Saints were, they did not dare to speak so arrogantly … Writing such a sentence was the only flaw in such a perfect work of art!
Mu Xuan was an obsessive-compulsive person. He felt that this mistake had ruined a perfect work of art. He could not help but angrily say, "I think that although this sentence is exaggerated and shocking, it is also too exaggerated and does not conform to the atmosphere of history … Although it can increase the value of this antique and make people think that the antique has an ancient existence and is very powerful and valuable, it is very easy for people to see that it is a fake created in the present."
Hearing that, Akina Yamaguchi just laughed and shook his head. "I've said it before, this sculpture is really ordinary, but you treat it like a work of art."
Profound Tou was startled.
Akina Yamaguchi continued, "But if you say it's ordinary, it means it's sloppy and ordinary. We know how to make another one … This is the difference between you and me. If it's you, even if you have the skill to make something real, you can't make it real!
Because you don't know the history of sculpture art, what happened in that era … Even if you make antiques, you won't be able to recreate the spirit of that era. But the sculpture civilization, we … know! "
Know?
When Profound Tou heard this, he felt an indescribable excitement rush into his heart.
They actually knew the history of this sculpture!
This was one of the biggest unsolved ancient mysteries.
After all, too much history had been lost, and they, who were passionate historians, pursued the truth their entire lives … But he had no hope of breaking through. His lifelong pursuit was the antiques of the Chaos Sea, the vast ancient history.
"Can you, tell this old Daoist …" Daoist Mu hurriedly pleaded.
"You will know in the future."
Akina Yamaguchi's face was indifferent as he continued to look at the cave and said, "It is because we know the ancient history that we created this cave. Even if it is placed in that ancient era, it is still real … This cave has never appeared in ancient history … It is just that it has been destroyed by time. We are restoring it from the long river of history."
On the spot, a surge of coldness surged up violently.
"Really? Really?? "
When he saw this scene, his mind went completely blank. He began to doubt whether he was really a frog at the bottom of a well.
Immortality!
Living as long as the heavens!
If this really happened in history, what kind of ancient figure's mansion was this?
No matter how powerful the Saints were, they did not dare to say that they were immortal. Which Saint of the universe today? Wasn't he assimilated by the Great Dao? Living as long as the heavens was even more exaggerated!
The meaning behind this was that his lifespan was as long as the universe!
The owner of this mansion was born with the universe and was the same age as the universe.
At the same time, they had guessed that this sculpture era would be very terrifying and prosperous, but they did not expect it to be this terrifying. It was simply unbelievable!
The appearance of this existence would subvert many people's understanding of the ancient universe's history.
"Sculpture art civilization! Lost history! "
"What kind of existence is it?"
He recalled the previous sentence in his heart.
"Sad, really sad … I thought that being knowledgeable was just a pitiful fish in a pond."
"Why would they need to live long enough? Because they had lived forever in ancient times, why would they need to cross the universe? Because in ancient times, stars did not appear, and even the stars were built by them … "
The white-haired old man was completely at a loss, as if his whole body was broken, his mouth muttered:
No wonder they looked down on those treasures before. Now, one of them was so realistic, and even completely in line with ancient history.
Perhaps, not only him, if the existences of this land knew about this, their entire view of the universe would be overturned, and they would see their own shallowness.
Xuan Shou burst out with an inconceivable thought: "Don't tell me, you are not only making fakes, but also reviving those ancient things that were destroyed, but actually existed? Restoring them to this era? "
For example, this mansion in front of him, did it really exist in the sculpture era, and was only restoring it?
Xuan Shou old man was completely excited, he tightly grabbed Mount Qiu Ming Che's hand, "You are not here to earn resources. Existences like you have mysterious origins, no one knows how deep your background is, how could you lack resources? Are you here to restore the ancient history to this land? "
He was poor.
Mount Qiu Ming Che was stunned for a moment. Naturally, he would not say that he was here to harvest leeks. He immediately patted the old man's shoulder with a dignified face and said: "That's right, we want to dig out the ancient history that was buried in the dust. When we saw this land that had lost its faith, we had this idea …"
Xuan Shou old man was startled.
Mount Qiu Ming Che's voice was hoarse, he seriously said: "I believe, this is also your dream. From your eyes, I can see the piety of history. You must be a pure Dao seeker, in the chaotic ocean, collecting antiques, exploring hundreds of millions of years ago, setting foot on the pursuit of history … So, for the common dream, to restore the truth of history, perhaps, I can't give you too much of the profit."
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