Rebirth of the Urban

The youth let out a sigh and carefully sensed his body. He found that the Taixuan Jing within him was like a slumbering dragon at the bottom of a deep abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation had vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective qi from the Taixuan Jing.,He became a cultivator because of the person who owned this phone.,And with just one glance at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man, however, was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。