Afterwards, he stretched his limbs.
Then he quietly sat back down.
The Carefree Monk, who was at a far distance, had been observing carefully for a long time, and feeling there shouldn’t be any problems,
finally slowly returned to the front of Luo Changfeng, cautiously taking a seat under the Stone Pavilion.
After chatting idly with the monk in front of him for a while,
the Carefree Monk then left the small courtyard.
Initial Ghost wouldn’t show him, nor tell him where that blood-colored begonia grass came from.
Why would the Carefree Monk linger here?
To seek out frustration?
In the courtyard, beneath the Stone Pavilion,
sat Luo Changfeng, silently holding a cup of warm tea.
At that moment, he couldn’t help but slightly lower his head.
He was pondering something.
The Initial Ghost was surrounded by this so-called blood-colored begonia grass.
And the Carefree Monk said that this type of grass usually grows in the land of blood-colored begonias.
If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that the blood-red soil beneath the blood-colored begonia grass is what’s referred to as the land of blood-colored begonias?
Thinking of this, Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but silently nod.
If this were true, he felt he understood why the Initial Ghost was so valued by the Gate of Immortality,
and even called a Divine Child.
Moreover, to protect the Initial Ghost, countless Teleportation Arrays were created, just to ensure its safety.
However, somewhat regretfully,
just as the Initial Ghost was transported to a certain location by a Random Teleportation Formation,
it was directly intercepted by Luo Changfeng.
"Based on the Carefree Monk’s words, the blood-colored begonia grass should be something good, it’s just the application of it..."
"I haven’t figured that out for the time being."
as the sky was gradually turning dark,
Luo Yong, who controlled all the great armies of the Luo Family,
had finally made his way back to the clan.
As for the matters concerning the army, he had left them to the great trickster Tang Jian and his own lieutenant to handle.
Although Tang Jian could be somewhat unreliable at times,
he generally wouldn’t make reckless decisions on important matters.
Furthermore, with the lieutenant trained by Luo Yong watching,
there should be no major problems.
In a courtyard within the Luo Family Ancestral Land,
Luo Qingshan, dressed in a yellow monk robe and holding a string of Yellow Buddhist Beads,
witnessed Luo Yong approaching.
He couldn’t help but smile a little.
Luo Yong, in turn, walked up to Luo Qingshan, hugging him tightly.
Then, he released him.
"I was somewhat skeptical after hearing what Luo Ping said,"
"but, to my surprise..."
"you really did become a monk."
Luo Yong looked at his son, his expression complicated for a moment.
After all, in Luo Yong’s worldview,
monks are equated with ending one’s lineage.
Now, with his only son having become a monk, wouldn’t their family line come to an abrupt end?
"Father, look at this... "
Luo Qingshan seemed to detect his father’s thoughts, and pointed to his hair,
apparently trying to convey that, although he became a monk, he was still different from ordinary monks.
"What about your hair?"
As he realized something, Luo Yong finally responded, asking, "Hey, wait, aren’t you supposed to be a monk now? Why do you still have hair? What exactly is going on?"
With a slight smile, Luo Qingshan quietly explained to his father, "Monks differ from one another; some follow strict rules, abstain from meat, do not take life, and never break their precepts, while my unnamed temple... is somewhat special."
"Special?" Luo Yong looked at Luo Qingshan with some confusion before saying in a low voice, "By special, you don’t mean you don’t have to be tonsured, do you?"
Luo Qingshan shook his head and said calmly, "Father, my master said that our unnamed temple primarily cultivates the Heart Realm. The ordinary precepts of monks do not apply to us; eating meat, drinking alcohol, and even, at that... "
As he spoke, Luo Qingshan did not continue.
Luo Yong seemed to understand his son’s meaning.
In short, although his son had become a monk, he was more of a nominal monk - meat-eating, alcohol-drinking and continuing the family lineage were not issues.
"Well, if that’s how it is, I’m relieved... "
In the courtyard, Luo Yong breathes a sigh of relief.
The next day, in the early morning,
after resting for an entire day,
Luo Yong headed toward the border region adjacent to Qingcheng Prefecture.
Some matters still required his personal attention.
Otherwise, he would not be able to rest easy.
Luo Yong departed, and Luo Qingshan, who had barely returned, also went to the front lines with Luo Yong.
Initially, Luo Yong disagreed.
He knew the reason why Luo Qingshan had left the family.
However, after Luo Qingshan thoroughly explained the purpose of the Yellow Buddhist Beads on his wrist to his father,
and then showed the handful of Yellow Buddhist Beads from inside the spiritual artifact bell,
Luo Yong had no choice but to comply with his son’s request.
While Luo Yong and Luo Qingshan were hurrying to the front line,
in Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land,
beneath the Stone Pavilion in the courtyard where the Ancestor of the Luo Family resided,
Luo Changfeng was seen lowering his head slightly, as if he was contemplating something.
"A set of Buddha Beads that can absorb murderous intent..."
"It shouldn’t be too difficult to refine,"
"why don’t I also try to research and refine some?"