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The young man sighed, carefully sensing within him. He found the Taihuang Jing was like a sleeping azure dragon in 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 Taihuang Jing.,Then the voice on the phone didn't give Luochen any more chance and hung up directly.,And upon seeing this painting, Luo Chen knew at a glance that it was a counterfeit. This old man was actually being careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.。