The young man sighed deeply, carefully sensing his body. He found that the Taixuan Jing within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the depths of an abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished, leaving only a trace of protective energy from the Taixuan Jing.,"Hey Luochin, give me a call when you arrive so I and my mom can pick you up at the station.",And at this very moment, with just one glance, Luo Chen knew that the painting before him was a fake. This old man, however, was treating it with such care and affection, as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.。