Ask for Immortality

A chubby little fellow in an Outer Sect robe, adorned with expensive jade ornaments and with small eyes and a plump face, accompanied by two or three attendants, found the ink painter engrossed in his work behind a stone.,However, no matter how hard Mo Hua practiced, his medium-grade spiritual roots, though slightly better than ordinary people, were still just ordinary in the world of gifted cultivators.,The stele had no inscription, yet from the moment I first saw it in the ink painting, I seemed to know its name.。