The young man let out a sigh and carefully sensed his body. He discovered that the Tai Huang Jing within him was like a slumbering dragon deep in an abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished completely, leaving only a faint protective aura of the Tai Huang Jing.,Luochin's lips curled into a sneer. In his past life, he had fallen for this woman with the fervor of madness, but after going to Tongzhou, he was looked down upon by her parents, subjected to mockery, sarcasm, and all sorts of difficulties.,At this moment, the old man eagerly opened an antique box. He took out a painting scroll from inside and was admiring it.。