Mo Hua was too lazy to pay him any mind. He picked up some grass and started drawing on the ground.,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.。