Ask for Immortality

Ten-year-old Mo Hua wore the simple robes of an outer sect disciple, listlessly squatting behind a large rock at the foot of the mountain. He held grass roots in his hand and was burying himself in the ground, drawing intricate patterns.,The little fat guy stuffed two spirit stones into Mo Hua's hand, "Mo Ge'er, you still have the best eyesight, knowing I'm smart! Here are the spirit stones for you, next time Teacher assigns us formation homework, I'll still look for you!",Ten-year-old Mo Hua sighed, adjusted his mindset, and then went to the sect to attend classes. After a day of cultivation, Mo Hua returned to his disciple's residence, read some Taoist scriptures again, and lay down on his bed when it was midnight.。