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.

When life was only left to practice day after day, all his joys, sorrows, pains and happy moments could only be reserved for himself and he couldn’t find anyone to share them with.

That feeling, in Charlie’s view, was not seeking longevity but seeking loneliness.

He felt that once a person gave up his emotions and fell into that kind of endless loneliness, no matter how long life was, it would lose its true meaning.

Charlie couldn’t help but think if with the passage of time, everyone around him was getting old, what should he do?

effect would be worse the older

no problem for ordinary people to live to be more

needed to support the ceiling of living

they really willing to continue to use

uncommon for a person to live to a hundred years old, but the

they must stay away from everyone who knew them but did not know their details at a certain critical time, otherwise, they would definitely arouse

that everyone had to find a hidden place to hide

to escape

to ask the people around him, he himself was the first one not to

this, he couldn’t help

thirty years, It was a

sighed softly, put away the scroll and stayed up

from Aurous Hill, the plane arrived at Airport in just over two hours. At this

got off the plane

still an hour before dawn, Would you like to go to

and said, “Arrange a car for me and I will go to Heaven

Morvel’s portrait home, because it was hard to explain it to his family and he was afraid that his father-in-law Jacob, the vice-chairman of the

would use it to pretend to be a

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