With the disappearance of the vision, the subtle aura in the picture scroll had also disappeared.
But when Charlie looked at the picture again he couldn’t help thinking of the picture of Lord Morvel in his mind and it felt that Lord Morvel in this painting seemed to be more vivid and obvious on the paper.
He couldn’t help guessing in his heart what the tone of Lord Morvel’s life after leaving that mountain village would be.
Although his lifespan had been extended, there seemed to be no important person in his life. His wife and children passed away long ago and his only son and apprentice had also been buried in the ground. Only he who was still like a middle-aged man remained.
With his character obsessed with cultivation and longing for longevity, perhaps after he left the mountain village, he would still choose to return to his cave somewhere and continue to practice silently by himself for years and months, through dynasties and generations.
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