Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

Buddhist scriptures, Luo Qingshan.

These two things should not have any connection.

But as Luo Qingshan, the little guy, went a few times to the Library Pavilion of the Luo Family and found books about the Buddhist scriptures, which seemed to suppress the killing desire deep in his heart and made him gradually become more calm and tranquil, he became somewhat unstoppable in his study of the Buddhist scriptures.

“I don’t know if this is right or wrong…”

Looking at Luo Qingshan in front of him.

Luo Changfeng sighed uncontrollably while sipping his tea.

At this moment, he could even imagine Luo Qingshan, the little guy, dressed in monk’s robes, wearing a monk’s hat, and holding a string of Buddha Beads in his hand.

With a shiny bald head, he pictured him amiably saying “Amitabha, all is well,” to him.

At the thought, Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but shiver.

It won’t happen, it shouldn’t happen.

He knew Luo Qingshan, the little fellow, quite well.

He shouldn’t turn into the image he’d fantasized in his mind.

“Patriarch Changfeng…”

Suddenly, Luo Qingshan set aside the volume of Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

He looked seriously at Luo Changfeng in front of him.

“Hmm? What is it?”

Luo Changfeng asked, sounding puzzled.

“It is said that within the thirteen prefectures of the Da Feng Dynasty, the White Lotus Prefecture has many Buddhist followers.”

“The Great Hanging Temple is renowned and illustrious.”

“I… want to go there for a look.”

“Is that possible?”

As Luo Qingshan spoke, his expression earnestly sought the approval of Elder Changfeng in front of him.

“You, are you serious?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng’s brows frowned slightly.

The image he had recently imagined came to mind once again.

“Patriarch Changfeng, I am serious.”

Luo Qingshan nodded emphatically.

“Why? Give me a reason!”

After thinking for a moment, Luo Qingshan replied softly, “The Buddhist scriptures seem to have a good effect on calming my restless heart, so…”

He stopped there, not continuing any further.

In reality, besides the effectiveness of the Buddhist scriptures in suppressing the desire to kill within his heart.

There was another very important reason he didn’t mention.

That was, he did not want Patriarch Changfeng to worry and fret over his issues.

Patriarch Changfeng had already worked hard enough for the clan.

His personal matters, if possible,

shouldn’t bother the respected elder of his family.

“Have you decided?”

After a long silence, Luo Changfeng asked again.

“I have made my decision.”

Luo Qingshan said quietly.

“The Da Feng Dynasty is in constant chaos these days, leaving the family might put you in danger…”

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingshan slightly lowered his head, silently.

Seeing that the little guy seemed to have made up his mind,

Luo Changfeng could only sigh with resignation.

Honestly speaking,

helping out Qingshan a little during idle moments wouldn’t take up too much of Luo Changfeng’s time.

Moreover, given the cultivation talent of Luo Changfeng,

he could make more progress by simply moving his fingertips than by practicing hard.

But since the little guy had made up his mind,

Luo Changfeng could only choose to respect his decision.

“If you go to the White Lotus Prefecture, when will you return?”

“It depends, but if possible, I’ll try to come back once a year…”

“Come back once a year?”

Luo Changfeng responded with a silent nod, “That works.”

…

As time passed by,

the next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Before leaving the family, Luo Qingshan had to have a proper talk with Luo Changfeng.

And, of course, he also had to bid farewell to his father and brothers within the Luo Family.

After all, with his departure,

when he might return, or even if he could return at all, would be unknown.

“Are you really going?”

In the room of the Luo Family Patriarch within the Luo Family Ancestral Land,

Luo Ping, the current Luo Family Patriarch, was looking at Luo Qingshan with some surprise.

And Luo Chuan in the room,

as well as Luo Yong,

each flashed a look of reluctance in their eyes.

“The White Lotus Prefecture has a strong tradition of worshipping Buddha, with many Buddhist devotees.”

“However, the journey there seems quite far from our Luo Mountain Prefecture.”

“You might encounter some danger on the way.”

“Have you really decided to go?”

Luo Ping looked at Luo Qingshan in front of him and asked again.

Luo Qingshan nodded and said, “The effects of the Calming Heart Pill will gradually weaken. To fully suppress the desire for slaughter within my heart, I must find some other methods…”

In the room, after a moment of hesitation, Luo Chuan finally spoke up in a low voice to Luo Qingshan, “If we talk about the Buddhist order, in our Qingshi Town, there are quite a few bald monks and Buddhist followers.”

“After you go to the White Lotus Prefecture, won’t you become like those fervent Buddhist followers in Qingshi Town?”

“If that’s the case, you might as well stay in the clan land.”

…

Luo Chuan’s words echoed in the room.

But to Luo Chuan’s question,

Luo Qingshan chose not to answer.

Such matters, no one dares to guarantee lightly.

In the end, Luo Qingshan still took some belongings and left the Luo Family Ancestral Land.

He set out on his own path.

However, before leaving,