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.,He became a cripple who couldn't even live independently. His father spent all the family savings trying to cure him, selling their car and house until they were reduced to picking up trash for a living.,And with a single glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a forgery. This old man was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。