The Immortal Path

As a result, ten years passed in a blink of an eye. Without powerful cultivation talent, no saintly physique, let alone an old master. He could only struggle to cultivate in the outer courtyard of the family, and usually had to do chores as usual.,I heard that the master's prized painting, "Chunjiang Playing with His Beloved," has disappeared. It was still being admired last night, but tonight it vanished mysteriously. The master is naturally furious.,“Sir, this is my personal belongings. It has nothing to do with the stolen Spring River Picture of a Couple at the recent outing, right”。