The little chubby boy looked left and right, seeing no figure of the sect instructor, he then mumbled timidly:,The slender young man's expression softened slightly, and he asked again, "Then tell me, among these Xianmen cultivators in the early stage of Qi refining, who can match my formation skills",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.。