Urban Immortal Lord

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.,He arrived in Tongzhou with carefully chosen gifts, but was beaten and left disabled. His hands were crushed, his knees broken, leaving him depressed for a long time and even considering suicide.,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.。