Ask for Immortality

The ink painting lifted its head, revealing a handsome and delicate face like a work of art. Its eyes were clear and bright, as if holding a pool of crystal-clear water.,The slender young master nodded, gazing at the throngs of cultivators in the mountains below. His chin was lifted even higher.,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.。