"Hmph, three Great Heavenly Venerables You brought out the Book of No Words and the Ten Deadly Formations to ambush me for the Taishang Jing. Unfortunately, this Immortal Venerable's life is not meant to end, so I'm back." Luo Chen smirked, a chill gathering in his eyes.,Until that snowy night, someone brought back the father's already cold body, and he wept uncontrollably.,And looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew at a glance that it was a fake. This old man was actually being very careful and doting on it, as if he had gotten a genuine masterpiece.。