Chapter 147 The happy monk reappears, the bloody grass on the other side

"came back?"

Luo Changfeng drank the tea in his hand.

He turned his head, silently looked at Luo Qingshan beside him, and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

“Back, though.”

"You can only stay in the clan for half a year at most."

Luo Qingshan and the Changfeng Patriarch in front of him once again talked about his master and the Wuming Temple.

"Xuanyuan Continent, Southern Wild China"

"Food and wine monk"

"Anonymous Temple"

Luo Changfeng murmured in a low voice.

Just, I don’t know why.

As he thought about it, a somewhat slovenly figure appeared in his mind.

"Is this happy monk also from the Wuming Temple?"

After thinking about it, Luo Changfeng rejected the idea.

Nothing in the world should be such a coincidence.

"We haven't seen each other for a year. Your cultivation has already reached the late stage of Zang Refining?"

After a long silence.

Luo Changfeng pointed to the seat in front of him, and then he chatted in a low voice.

Luo Qingshan hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down.

"In the early stages, your cultivation can grow rapidly, but as you get to the later stage, it becomes more difficult to break through."

Luo Qingshan said calmly.

When Luo Changfeng heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly: "You call it the later stage, the harder it is to break through? You are already in the late stage of Zang Refining, what do you want to do?"

Of course, Luo Changfeng just complained silently in his heart.

Naturally, it is impossible to talk about it openly.

"By the way, how is the uncontrollable murderous intention in your heart doing now?"

"Have you finished eating the elixir?"

After thinking for a while, Luo Changfeng asked again.

Luo Qingshan shook his head silently and whispered: "I haven't finished eating the pill yet. As for the murderous intention hidden deep in my heart that can never be eradicated, it is caused by this string of yellow on my wrist. The beads are being suppressed tightly, so there won't be any problems for the time being."

While speaking, Luo Qingshan also raised his right hand.

He shook the string of yellow beads on his right wrist.

It was only at this moment that Luo Changfeng gradually noticed the extraordinary decoration on Luo Qingshan's little guy.

Before, his attention was focused on the little guy Luo Qingshan.

So I haven't paid much attention to other things.

Looking at it now, it seems that it is not just the string of yellow beads, but also the yellow monk's robe that this little guy is wearing, and a small golden bell about the size of a palm hanging on his waist.

It doesn't seem to be anything ordinary.

"Absorb the murderous intention so that you can always remain calm?"

Luo Changfeng looked at the string of yellow beads on Luo Qingshan's wrist and whispered.

Luo Qingshan was slightly surprised at this time.

He was a little surprised, why did his Changfeng ancestor know this information?

He probably never said these things

"But what if the murderous intention stored in this string of beads reaches its limit?"

Luo Changfeng asked again.

Luo Qingshan hesitated for a moment.

He waved his hand and took out the strings of yellow beads piled as high as a hill from the space of the small golden bell on his waist.

"My master said that I can do whatever I want during these six months."

"After I resolve everything, I will follow him back to practice in the Nameless Temple in the Southern Wilderness State."

Luo Changfeng looked at the countless yellow beads in front of him. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly again: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'm relieved."

After chatting with the little guy in front of him, Luo Qingshan, for some time.

Luo Qingshan left this courtyard.

At this time, in the courtyard.

If you don't count those shadow guards.

Once again, only Luo Changfeng was left.

"That junior named Luo Qingshan is really quite good."

"I don't know which old guy picked up this treasure."

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice sounded in Luo Changfeng's ears.

Hearing the sound, Luo Changfeng turned his head subconsciously.

Looking towards the source of the sound.

Sure enough, the owner of the voice was the happy monk who had not appeared for a long time.

"Hey, long time no see"

After seeing Luo Changfeng turn his attention to himself.

The happy monk, who was wearing a shabby monk's robe and holding a shabby wooden fan, grinned and waved to Luo Changfeng casually.

"here we go again?"

"What do you want to do when you come here this time?"

Luo Changfeng quietly poured himself a cup of tea and asked in a low voice.

"Can you take me to meet Hajime?"

“Really a little curious”

The happy monk swallowed his saliva and asked nervously.

Just, for this.

Luo Changfeng didn't give any answer.

He just lowered his head slightly and remained silent, still playing with the teacup in his hand.

"correct."

Luo Changfeng seemed to have thought of something. He asked the happy monk in front of him: "Have you ever heard of the Wuming Temple in the Southern Wilderness Divine State? Could it be that you came from that Wuming Temple? Bar?"

When Monk Xiaoyao heard these words, he couldn't help but reveal a slightly contemptuous smile on his face.

"are you joking?"

"How can a small and broken temple like Wuming Temple accommodate a giant Buddha like me?"

"Besides, those monks in Wuming Temple are all meat-and-win monks."

“Not really an orthodox monk.”

Luo Changfeng thought for a while and then asked: "Are you considered an orthodox monk?"

The happy monk pointed at himself.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment.

Then, he gave an answer: "Of course I am not a monk. I am a Buddha. It is not an exaggeration to say that I am the ancestor of Buddhism. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, Monk Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile: "Oh, I really am too. Why are I telling you this? You don't understand anyway."

Under the stone pavilion.

After Luo Changfeng drank the tea in his hand.

He stood up silently again.

Went in a certain direction.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Monk Xiaoyao followed him curiously.

However, when he followed Luo Changfeng and approached a certain room.

His eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly again.

That slightly casual expression could not help but gradually become a little serious.

"you know?"

Luo Changfeng walked outside a room and opened the door in front of him.

As soon as the door was pushed open, an extreme chill came over him instantly.

The happy monk shook his head and said casually: "I don't know, I don't know."

Luo Changfeng turned his head, silently glanced at Monk Xiaoyao, and whispered: "No, you must know."

Helpless, Monk Xiaoyao could only nod his head and said: "Okay, just think of it as I know, but there is one thing I have to express my feelings about. How can your little Luo family have such two talented people at the same time? It’s not fair, it’s not fair.”

As he spoke, Monk Xiaoyao suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

After a moment of silence, he whispered again: "If that crazy woman knew that there was a little girl with such a special physique here, she would probably come over in a hurry."

Luo Changfeng asked: "Which crazy woman?"

Monk Xiaoyao said: "A crazy woman who is playing with ice and is about to lose her mind."

Luo Changfeng tentatively said casually: "Otherwise, could you please go and talk to the senior you mentioned?"

At this time, Monk Xiaoyao shook his head repeatedly and said: "Do you think I am stupid? Do you understand what the will of heaven and earth is? Every moment I am here with you, I am stared at by the will of heaven and earth. Now, no information about you, even the little girl lying in the room, can be revealed."

"Otherwise, do you believe that I will be reduced to ashes by the will of heaven and earth in the next moment?"

"I haven't lived enough yet."

In this regard, Luo Changfeng could only sigh helplessly.

Before, he had thought to see if Monk Xiaoyao could solve Luo Youwei's problem.

It seems that there is no chance now.

After closing the door in front of him again.

Luo Changfeng came to the edge of the stone pavilion again and sat down.

Monk Xiaoyao was sitting quietly opposite Luo Changfeng.

"correct."

"Do you know what this thing is?"

After the two were silent for a moment, Luo Changfeng suddenly took out a scarlet stick from his storage bag.

Indistinctly, the grass still exudes bursts of scarlet and strange aura.

He just waved in front of the happy monk.

"Oh no, this isn't it"

Monk Xiaoyao looked at the scarlet grass in Luo Changfeng's hand, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"What's this not?"

Luo Changfeng asked in a low voice.

Monk Xiaoyao thought for a long time.

After that, he replied in a low voice: "This thing is called Bloody Shore Grass. It can be regarded as one of the top ten god-level elixirs in Xuanyuan Continent. It is extremely rare and rare. Even for existences like me, I have only seen it three times in my life, and the one in your hand is the fourth time."

"According to rumors, this Bloody Shore grass grows on the Bloody Shore. As for where this Bloody Shore actually is, no one knows."

"So, where did the bloody grass in your hand come from?"

"Reveal reveal?"

Monk Xiaoyao grinned again, with a slightly lewd smile on his face.

But, regarding the words of the happy monk.

Luo Changfeng lowered his head slightly again and fell silent.

"Hey, I won't take you like this."

Seeing Luo Changfeng like this, Monk Xiaoyao couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Don't tell me?"

"Luo Changfeng, are you a human being?"

"Luo Changfeng, you really deserve to die."

"Luo Changfeng, let me tell you, if the will of heaven and earth hadn't been staring at me, do you believe that I would have slapped you to death by now?"

In the courtyard, under the stone pavilion.

The happy monk kept shouting.

And when Luo Changfeng was about to stand up and stretch his muscles a little.

The happy monk who was sitting quietly in front of him suddenly disappeared under this stone pavilion like a gust of wind.

He immediately retreated to an extremely far distance.

He even stared at Luo Changfeng in front of him with an extremely vigilant expression.

It seemed that he was afraid that Luo Changfeng would chase him.

Then, self-mutilation.

Later, the will of heaven and earth determined that it was because of his carefree monk that this scene happened.

Finally, the wrath of the will of heaven and earth descended.

Kill him directly to pieces.

If that were the case, it would be the end of the world.

He hasn't fully enjoyed the beauty of this world yet.

He couldn't die so early.

"Did you react so excitedly?"

Looking at the happy monk hiding far away, Luo Changfeng couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

After that, I stretched my muscles.

Then he sat back silently.

The happy monk who was far away, after observing carefully for a long time, felt that there should be no problem.

He then slowly returned to Luo Changfeng and sat cautiously under the stone pavilion.

After chatting with the happy monk in front of him for a while.

The happy monk then left this small courtyard.

Shigui didn't show it to him, and he didn't tell him where the bloody grass came from.

What is the happy monk doing here?

Do you want to be angry with yourself?

In the courtyard, under the stone pavilion.

And Luo Changfeng was still sitting silently, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

At this time, he couldn't help but lower his head slightly.

He was thinking about something.

This kind of blood-colored grass will grow next to Shigui.

And the happy monk said that the Bloody Shore grass usually grows in the land of the Bloody Shore.

If you say that, doesn't it mean that the blood-red land under the Bloody Shore Grass is what is called the Bloody Shore?

Thinking of this, Luo Changfeng couldn't help but nodded silently.

If this was the case, he seemed to understand why this Shigui was so valued by the Eternal Life Sect.

And he is also called the Son of God.

Even for this Shigui, countless teleportation formations were created, but they only served to ensure the safety of Shigui.

However, it is a pity.

At this time, Shigui had just been teleported to a certain location by a random teleportation formation.

However, Luo Changfeng intercepted him directly.

"Judging from the words of the happy monk, the Bloody Shore Grass should be a good thing. That's how to apply it."

"It hasn't been studied yet."

at dusk.

As the sky gradually becomes darker.

Luo Yong is the controller of all the armies of the Luo family.

At this time, he finally rushed back to the clan.

As for the affairs of the army, he left it to the big liar Tang Jian and his deputy general to handle it together.

Although, that guy Tang Jian.

Sometimes it is indeed a bit unreliable.

But generally speaking, on such a big matter, one should not make any wrong decisions in a flash.

In addition, there are lieutenants trained by Luo Yong watching from the side.

Therefore, the problem should not be big.

"Father."

Luo family land, in a courtyard.

Luo Qingshan was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a string of yellow Buddhist beads in his hand.

Looking at Luo Yong who was gradually approaching.

He couldn't help but smile.

Luo Yong walked to Luo Qingshan and hugged him heavily.

After that, it was loosened.

"I didn't quite believe what that guy Luo Ping said before."

"The result was unexpected"

"You boy really have become a monk."

Luo Yong looked at his son, his expression suddenly became complicated.

After all, in Luo Yong's world view.

Being a monk is directly equated with cutting off descendants.

Now that his only son has become a monk, wouldn't his lineage be directly cut off?

"Father, look at this"

Luo Qingshan seemed to be aware of Luo Yong's thoughts, so he pointed at his hair.

It seemed that he wanted to use this to explain that although he became a monk, his monk was still a little different from ordinary monks.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at your hair?"

"What's wrong with your hair?"

After looking at it, Luo Yong finally reacted and asked aloud: "Hey, no, didn't you become a monk? Why is your hair still there? What on earth is going on?"

Luo Qingshan smiled slightly, and then explained in a low voice to his father in front of him: "Monks are not exactly the same. Some monks follow that set of rules and do not eat meat, do not kill, and never Breaking the precepts, and the nameless temple I am in is so special."

"Special?" Luo Yong looked at Luo Qingshan with some doubts, and then whispered: "When you say special, does it mean that you don't need to be shaved?"

Luo Qingshan shook his head and said calmly: "Father, my master said that the Wuming Temple lineage specializes in mental state. There is no need to abide by the precepts of ordinary monks in my Wuming Temple, including eating meat, drinking alcohol, and even..."

As he spoke, Luo Qingshan stopped talking.

Luo Yong seemed to understand what his son meant now.

Anyway, that's the general idea.

Although his son became a monk, he was just a fake monk. Eating meat, drinking alcohol, and carrying on the family line were nothing to do with him.

"In this case, I feel relieved."

In the courtyard, Luo Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

The next day, early morning.

After resting for a whole day.

Luo Yong rushed towards the border area close to Qingcheng Mansion.

Some things had to be handled by him personally.

Otherwise, he would feel uneasy.

Luo Yong left, and Luo Qingshan, who finally returned, also went to the front line with Luo Yong.

At the beginning, Luo Yong still disagreed.

Before, why did Luo Qingshan leave the family?

As a father, he naturally knows.

However, as Luo Qingshan explained the function of the string of yellow beads on his wrist to his father in detail.

Then he took out the pile of yellow Buddhist beads stored in the small spiritual clock.

In desperation, Luo Yong had no choice but to agree to Luo Qingshan's request.

As Luo Yong and Luo Qingshan were rushing towards the front line.

Bluestone City, the land of the Luo family.

In the courtyard where the ancestors of the Luo family lived, there was a stone pavilion.

At this time, Luo Changfeng was lowering his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"A Buddhist bead that can absorb murderous intent"

"If you want to refine it, it shouldn't be difficult."

"How about I also try to research and refine it?"