In the year 20,222 of the Dao Calendar, on the tenth day of the first lunar month.,The ten-year-old Mo, like a little adult, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll handle it," then took out several talismans from the storage bag behind him. He handed them to the chubby kid along with white paper and red ink.,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"。