The Immortal Path

As she carefully dusted the Spring River Flows into the Sea painting, a transparent image suddenly appeared in her eyes.,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.,"When you went in, did you see if the painting was still there"。