Feng Ling looked at him and covered her mouth with a light laugh, "Can't you stop being so surprised, looking like a silly boy?"
Qin Feng was full of curiosity, "Do you know what's sealed under the mountain?"
Feng Ling shook her head, "That's something the masters talk about, how would I know? If you're curious, why not come to Wutai Mountain after spring!"
Qin Feng calculated the time, and there were still two to three months until spring.
He planned to head to the United States to strike at the Blood Race's lair directly, so the timing should work out.
"Alright, I'll come over after spring then!"
Qin Feng nodded, thinking about that legend regarding Wutai Mountain.
It is said when Manjushri Bodhisattva manifested, he sealed a Fire Qilin here.
If that's true, it could be a great opportunity.
Feng Ling squinted her eyes and sighed lightly, "I'm really envious of you, going wherever you want! I'm stuck on this mountain all day, and the masters won't let me go anywhere!"
