The youth let out a sigh, carefully sensing within, but found the Taihuang Jing lay dormant like a coiled dragon in the abyss. He couldn't call it forth. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished completely, leaving only a wisp of protective Qi from the Taihuang Jing.,The reason he walked the path of cultivation back then was related to the owner of this phone.,At this moment, the old man opened an ancient box with eager anticipation. He took out a painting scroll from inside and unfurled it, admiring it.。