"I want to find a mountain."
In Old Man Bai's house, Zheng Fa said seriously.
When Old Man Bai and his company heard Zheng Fa say this, and saw his serious face, they were both stunned.
"What mountain?" Old Man Bai asked, a bit confused: "Why are you asking me about that? Go ask a geography teacher!"
Tang Lingwu was also looking at Zheng Fa, seemingly not understanding what he had just been talking about.
The two people before him were the ones who understood him the best in the modern world, had given him the most help, and whom he trusted the most.
Zheng Fa's future plans also needed to be made clear to them.
"If I want you two to be able to cultivate, we need to find a suitable mountain."
Zheng Fa explained, briefly.
After all, the "Spirit Mountain Technique" could not be explained in just a sentence or two.
Old Man Bai slowly furrowed his brows and muttered: "Mountain? Spirit land? Sanctuary?"
Zheng Fa nodded and said, "You could say that."
