I'm Really Not A Peerless Expert

Chapter 50 Have you realized the profound meaning of an expert?

Yan Xiaofeng quickly chased after him, and soon saw a young man walking in the street with a sheep graciously.

Wherever he went, passers-by greeted him as “Master Chen” enthusiastically, and he responded politely.

“He is the Master Chen who created the’Swordsman Picture’?” Yan Xiaofeng frowned.

He can only see the back when he looks at it now.

He is tall, thin and has a very refined temperament.

He carried a cloth bag on his back, and there was a scroll in the cloth bag.

Pulling the sheep with the rein in his left hand.

“Why doesn’t he have a Practitioner breath? He is a mortal? Impossible. How can a mortal create such terrifying paintings?”

Yan Xiaofeng was very puzzled.

He stared at Chen Fan’s back for a long time, but he didn’t notice the slightest characteristic of a Practitioner in Chen Fan.

He cast his eyes on the sheep led by Chen Fan.

Sheep is a very strong big goat, rare in the world.

On the goat, there are fluctuations of Demonic Beasts.

“No, Demonic Beasts, how can a mortal lead it?”

Yan Xiaofeng looked up and saw the little girl carrying a big goat on his back.

The little girl sang a nursery rhyme with her double ponytails, her voice was crisp and pleasant to the ears.

La la la, la la la.

I am a small expert who sells paintings.

Riding a big sheep to sell calligraphy and painting.

Call while walking.

Today’s calligraphy and painting are really good.

Buy one for ten gold coins.

…

“A rabbit monster? Wait… She is actually the Cultivation Base of Tianwu Peak!”

Yan Xiaofeng gasped.

This little girl, who seemed to be only seven or eight years old, had such a terrifying Cultivation Base, it was incredible.

At this moment, the little girl turned her head, glanced at Yan Xiaofeng, and made a face at Yan Xiaofeng.

Yan Xiaofeng’s heart was pounding.

What a keen perception.

Actually found him.

Then he saw that Xiao Qi lowered his head and called out a kindly Big Brother!

boom!

Yan Xiaofeng’s mind exploded in an instant.

Leading a Demonic Beasts, Little Sister is the Cultivation Base of Tianwu Peak.

Unless you are a fool, you will really think that Chen Fan is a mortal.

Then, there is only one possibility.

This Young Master Chen is very strong, so strong that he can completely hide the Practitioner’s breath, so that Yan Xiaofeng can’t see a trace.

Everyone said that the “Swordsman Picture” was created by this young man, so there would be no fakes.

This Young Master Chen, out of ten, is an existence beyond the level of the painting king. He is one of the few painting kings on the Shenwu Continent.

Only horror figures of the emperor’s level can create terrifying calligraphy and paintings such as the “Swordsman Picture”.

“He is dignified, and every work he created is priceless in Shenwu Continent. How could it be sold to an ordinary mortal in this mortal town?”

“Could it be…”

Yan Xiaofeng suddenly woke up.

Legend has it that some masters of good fortune will pretend to be mortals, play the world, and experience the world in order to cleanse the soul and sublimate the soul.

For yourself, why not travel the world and comprehend kendo?

This Young Master Chen is definitely such a character.

Yan Xiaofeng forcibly suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, took a few deep breaths, and hurried to catch up.

“Master Chen, please stay, Master Chen!”

When Chen Fan heard the call, he stopped and turned his head to look.

I saw a man wearing coarse cloth and carrying an iron sword, trotting towards him.

“Are you calling me?” Chen Fan was sure he didn’t know this man, but he asked kindly.

“Yes, Master Chen!” Yan Xiaofeng ran up to Chen Fan, tumbled to the end, and said: “I was at the Fuyuan Inn. I was fortunate to see the’Swordsman Picture’ created by Master Chen. After catching up, if you want to see Young Master Chen’s demeanor and abruptness, please forgive me, Young Master!”

Chen Fan smiled and said, “Do you also like painting and calligraphy?”

From Yan Xiaofeng’s clothes, Chen Fan guessed that he was a swordsman fanatic.

It shouldn’t be a Practitioner. No Practitioner looks like a beggar like he wears.

Yan Xiaofeng couldn’t help being stunned.

He is a sword idiot, and he doesn’t like painting and calligraphy at all.

But thinking that he had come to ask Chen Fan for painting and calligraphy, he nodded hurriedly and said, “I like it, I have liked it since I was a child!”

Seeing Yan Xiaofeng’s honesty and politeness, Chen Fan couldn’t help but have a good impression.

Smiled and said: “You come to me, you should not just want to see me!”

Yan Xiaofeng sighed in his heart, as he was worthy of being an expert, and he could see through his own purpose at a glance.

A look of admiration and admiration said: “I want to ask Mr. Chen for a painting, no matter what price I pay, I am willing.”

Chen Fan said: “Although my paintings are small and famous, they are far from the point where you can pay any price. They only sell ten gold coins.”

Yan Xiaofeng hurriedly said, “Master Chen, you are too self-effacing…”

Just halfway through Yan Xiaofeng’s words, I suddenly felt that something was wrong with Chen Fan’s words.

The painting emperor is the highest achievement in painting in the Shenwu Continent today.

Even a person who is self-effacing will not say that he is small, right?

The paintings of the emperor are priceless.

Every outflow will cause a bloody storm in the Shenwu Continent.

Actually only sell ten gold coins.

How can this be?

and many more……

The person in front of him is a hidden expert who pretends to be a mortal, plays the world, experiences the world, and washes his soul.

Does he really regard himself as a mortal?

Think of his paintings as Fanpin?

Therefore, only one piece of ten gold coins was sold?

boom……

In Yan Xiaofeng’s heart, the stormy sea turned up in an instant.

What kind of horrible existence is this state of mind to achieve such a thorough understanding of all fame and fortune?

Anyway, Yan Xiaofeng has never seen it before.

He has traveled the world for more than a year, and he has also encountered many hidden masters.

But like Chen Fan, he completely regarded himself as a mortal.

There are none at all.

Yan Xiaofeng’s admiration for Chen Fan doubled in an instant.

Chen Fan took off the last calligraphy and painting in the cloth bag and handed it to Yan Xiaofeng: “My calligraphy and painting are only sold to people with destiny. Today, if we can meet in this busy city, it is a fate, so let’s sell it to you. !”

Yan Xiaofeng’s eyes widened in shock, so easy to get a master’s painting?

In this scene, there is simply a dreamlike feeling.

So suddenly, Yan Xiaofeng forgot to pick it up.

“Don’t you?” Chen Fan frowned slightly.

Yan Xiaofeng woke up suddenly, hurriedly stretched out his hands, took the painting tremblingly, and said with tears of gratitude: “Thank you for the painting!”

“It was not given to you, but sold to you, ten gold coins, bring it!” Chen Fan smiled bitterly, but he didn’t expect this “swordsman” to be so dumb.

“Oh… okay, okay…” Yan Xiaofeng hurriedly took out ten gold coins and gave them to Chen Fan with both hands.

Then, like a wooden man again.

Chen Fan smiled and shook his head, put the gold coins into the purse, and pulled Dashan away.

“You idiot, have you realized the profound meaning of an expert?”

Seeing that Yan Xiaofeng was a fool, Xiao Qi reminded him helplessly.