The thin young master was slightly annoyed, and then sneered: "It's said that among the Qi refining cultivators at the beginning of the Immortal Gate, you are the best at drawing formations. I wonder how they compare to this young master If you have time, we can have a competition.",Mò Huà sighed, a trace of resignation on his youthful face.,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.。