Pokemon: Born In A Psychic Family, I Am Invincible

Chapter 486 Arwen’S Handed Down Treasure?

next morning,

"This sleep is comfortable." Chen Qi opened his sleepy eyes, and the warm sunlight poured down from outside the tent.

"Meow~"

Curled up in Chen Qi's arms, Xin Ye Miao gradually woke up when she sensed the movement. It first stretched its waist, then squinted its eyes and jumped onto Chen Qi's shoulder.

This sleep lasted for more than ten hours, which relieved Chen Qi's exhaustion from the previous period, and he was full of energy again.

The tent was very quiet. After Chen Qi slowed down for a while, he took out his mobile phone, and the faint light came into view.

A look at the time, reunion.

"By the way, search for information about Awen." Chen Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly opened the search engine and entered his name.

During nearly a month of getting along, Chen Qi and others knew Ah Wen's full name——Yan Wen.

Since history has been changed, Ah Wen survived. Chen Qi is very curious whether he can become one of the best masters in the painting world as Chu Xing expected, and his name will remain in history.

Just entered Yan Wen's name, and suddenly many related search boxes appeared:

【Yan Wen's Representative Works】

【How much is Yan Wen's authentic work worth?】

【What is Yan Wen's handed down treasure?】

Seeing these related search boxes, Chen Qi's eyes lit up immediately, and he directly clicked into the relevant information.

"Yan Wen, a master of painting in the Tang Dynasty, is honored as a painting fairy in the history of painting."

Seeing this line of introduction, Chen Qi subconsciously opened his eyes wide, and sincerely sighed: "Good guy, painting fairy.

Just these two simple adjectives are enough to prove Yan Wen's prominent position in the history of Donghuang paintings, and he is definitely at the forefront.

"Chu Xing's vision is quite accurate."

After sighing, Chen Qi continued to look down. The following introduced Yan Wen's main works and painting style, as well as his life story.

Yan Wen’s life change mainly occurred during the Battle of Yecheng. According to the data, he painted paintings for the bloody soldiers and the brave and unyielding common people at that time, praising the miraculous battle of defending the city.

Since then, he has gradually formed his own painting style, and his painting skills tend to be great, reaching the pinnacle.

The following is a list of Yan Wen's paintings during this period. Chen Qi took a rough look and found that most of the paintings had been seen by himself.

It's just that there are no paintings about Chen Qi and others, and there is only one painting about black and white Opelucid.

This painting is called "Black and White", and it is one of Yan Wen's representative works, which also allowed him to be summoned by the ruler at that time and sought after by countless dignitaries.

"I remember that Ah Wenming was not very satisfied with this one..."

"I didn't expect it to be his representative work." Looking at the painting, Chen Qi was filled with emotion.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qi captured another key piece of information.

"After becoming a master of painting, Yan Wen settled in Jiangnan and established a family.

"Yan Wen's family inheritance has lasted for more than a thousand years, but the descendants of the family focus on painting, and there are few Warcraft masters."

"Good guy, a family that has been passed down for more than a thousand years..." Chen Qi clicked his tongue for a moment. A family that can be passed down for a hundred years is already rare, let alone a family that has been passed down for a thousand years. This situation is considered a miracle in the whole world.

However, members of the Yan family focus on painting, and there are almost no Warcraft masters, so there are almost no fights, and they have continued peacefully to this day.

In this way, it is understandable.

After briefly reading Yan Wen's life, Chen Qi walked out of the tent, just as Chu Xing came out of the tent, his eyebrows and eyes raised, and his face showed uncontrollable excitement and excitement.

As soon as he saw Chen Qi, Chu Xing opened his mouth wide and said impatiently: "Chen Qi, let me tell you..."

However, just as the voice sounded, Jian Jian smiled slightly, "I know everything."

"You know what I'm going to say?" Chu Xing was surprised.

Chen Qi shrugged and said, "It must be about Yan Wen."

"What the hell." Chu Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then said angrily, "You are so fast.

"I just had nothing to do, so I just searched." Chen Qidao.

Chu Xing walked up to Chen Qi and grinned: "How is it? Let me just say that my vision is right?"

"I read netizens' evaluations of Yan Wen, and they all said that he can be ranked in the top five in the history of Donghuang painting, which belongs to the real ceiling level.

"Fortunately, we rescued him, otherwise Donghuang would lose a master painter." Chu Xing sighed sincerely.

Chen Qishen nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "There are also City Lord Mengyi and General Li, and their follow-up development is also quite good."

"Hey." Chu Xing smiled brightly, "It's good to have you here."

Chen Qi raised his eyebrows, feeling that this sentence was somewhat ambiguous.

"Furthermore, Yan Wen's family has been passed down for thousands of years, which is unbelievable. When I have time, I will go and ask the current head of the Yan family."

"Well, it should be interesting to discuss the ancestors of the Yan family with him face to face." Chu Xing's face was full of expectations.

At this time, the rest of the people came out of the tent one after another.

"The training is over, and I can finally go home." Xu Sheng stretched his waist, "I can't wait to go back to the bustling metropolis."

"Well, I'll have a full body massage as soon as I get back.

"Serious?" someone asked.

"Serious, of course serious." Xu Sheng raised his head.

"Chen Qi, what are you going to do next?" Chu Xing turned to look at Chen Qi.

"Go back to school to study." Chen Qi blurted out.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered Chen Qi's age, and took a deep breath.

"Damn it, I will be thirty next year, and Chen Qi is not under 20." Someone couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"When Chen Qi reaches our age, he will be the champion, right?" Someone guessed.

"It's definitely possible."

"Within five years, I think Chen Qikai will become the champion within a year." Someone vowed.

Seeing that everyone started to flatter himself, Chen Qi quickly changed the topic. He had heard enough similar words, and his heart had long been calm.

In the afternoon, everyone took a special plane back to the Imperial City.

at the same time,

Jiangnan Yan Family,

"I heard that the Yecheng ruins are being excavated recently?"

The person who spoke was a white-haired old man, his face was full of grooves formed by the years, and his eyes seemed a little cloudy. He was sitting on a chair, looking at the middle-aged man opposite him.

Taking a closer look, the two look somewhat similar, and their temperaments are both gentle and elegant.

"Yes, father. The Yecheng ruins were discovered half a month ago. The excavation work has been going on for a while, and there must be results soon." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

…………… Ask for flowers.…

"Yeah." The old man nodded slightly and spoke slowly, "Pay attention to the excavation work all the time, and if you find anything related to the ancestors, let me know as soon as possible.

"I understand father." The middle-aged man said.

Seeing that the old man closed his eyes slightly, as if he was about to fall into sleep, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Father..."

"Huh?" The old man opened his doubtful eyes.

The middle-aged man paused for a while, but in the end he still didn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and asked aloud: "Father, is the Yecheng ruins related to the family heirloom of our Yan family?"

The old man was silent for a long time, until the middle-aged man thought that he would still be the same as before, avoiding to answer questions about the heirloom, but saw the old man's lips move and said in a low voice, "Yes."

The middle-aged man raised his gaze abruptly, his eyes showing surprise.

He remembers very well that this was the first time his father answered the bank of questions about heirlooms.

Looking at the curious middle-aged man, the old man secretly sighed, and then whispered: "It's time to tell you these things."

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Just when the middle-aged man was secretly happy, the old man sighed and said, "It just so happens that I don't have much time left."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Father!"

The old man waved his hand lightly, frowning on his forehead, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Don't hide it from me, I know it all."

"Although I can't say that I have made a lot of achievements in the past 80 years, I have some experience in painting, and I have no regrets.

The middle-aged man lowered his head and said sincerely: "Father is recognized as a master of contemporary painting, and your name will definitely be left in the history of painting.

The old man's name is Yan Wei, a famous contemporary painter and head of the Yan family.

The middle-aged man's name is Yan Fan, the son of Yan Wei.

"Compared to my ancestors, I am far behind..." Yan Wei said in a deep voice with his eyes flickering slightly.

Yan Fan couldn't help retorting: "Father, although the paintings of your ancestors are indeed difficult to surpass, but as far as the current situation is concerned, your painting skills are almost the same as those of your ancestors."

Hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Yan Wei's face, he shook his head and said, "Do you know why I have this illusion?"

Yan Fan was slightly taken aback.

Yan Wei stood up from the chair, turned on the switch in the study, and said in a flat tone: "Because you have never seen the truly proud work of your ancestors."

The rumbling sound of the mechanism startled Yan Fan, it was the first time he knew that there was a switch in the study, and there was a secret room that no one knew about.

But after hearing Yan Wei's voice, he frowned and subconsciously asked: "What is the real proud work of our ancestors.

Yan Wei didn't answer, and when a door appeared on the wall of the study, he walked slowly into it with his hands behind his back, and Yan Fan immediately followed behind him.

A secret room with paintings on the walls came into view.

"This, this, this..."

Seeing these paintings that he had never seen before, Yan Fan's eyes widened in an instant, and his face was full of disbelief.

Yan Wei's calm voice rang in his ears:

"This is a family heirloom left by our ancestors."

"This is the second real secret of our Yan family."