Ask for Immortality

The little chubby boy looked left and right, seeing no figure of the sect instructor, he then mumbled timidly:,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 stele had no inscription, yet from the moment I first saw it in the ink painting, I seemed to know its name.。