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.,For example, Mo Xia wouldn't foolishly say something like "For instance, me...",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.。