"Who dared to cripple my true disciple This is unbearable!",The Golden Armor Elder let out a burst of anger, then thought of something and calmed down. "Hmm, treasures have spirits. Choosing one to be my true disciple must have its reason!",The ancestor's four travels, hundreds of years unseen, now his divine consciousness returns, yet for a trivial matter, he doesn't even care about the state of the sect. This virtue of the ancestor, has always been the same.。