"Hmph, three celestial venerables You brought out the Wordless Scripture and the Ten Fiendish Formations to ambush me for the sake of the Taia Sutra. Unfortunately, this Immortal Lord's life is not destined to end. I am back in the end." Luo Chen's mouth curled into a sneer, his eyes condensing a sliver of coldness.,He became a cripple who couldn't even live independently. To cure him, his father spent all the family savings, sold the car and house, and in the end, even resorted to scavenging for a living.,And just by looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。