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He turned his head and silently looked at Luo Qingshan beside him, then asked softly.

"Back, but…"

"I can only stay in the clan for a maximum of half a year."

Luo Qingshan recounted to Patriarch Changfeng, who was in front of him, about his master and the unnamed temple once again.

"Xuanyuan Continent, Desolate Divine State..."

"The meat and wine Monk..."

"The unnamed temple..."

Luo Changfeng murmured softly.

However, for some reason,

as he thought about it, an image of a somewhat disheveled figure surfaced in his mind.

"Could this Carefree Monk also be from that unnamed temple?"

After thinking it over, Luo Changfeng dismissed the idea.

Things in the world couldn’t be such a coincidence.

"After a year, your cultivation level has already reached the Organ Refinement Late Stage?"

After a long silence,

Luo Changfeng gestured to the seat in front of him, then started chatting in a low voice.

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

"In the early stage, cultivation level can indeed grow rapidly, but the further you go, the harder it is to break through..."

Luo Qingshan spoke with a calm expression.

Upon hearing this, the corner of Luo Changfeng’s eyes couldn’t help but twitch slightly: "You call this ’the further you go, the harder it is to break through’? You’re already at the Organ Refinement Late Stage, what more do you want?"

Of course, these thoughts Luo Changfeng merely kept to himself,

naturally not bringing them up openly.

"By the way, how is that uncontrollable killing intent in your heart now?"

"Have you finished the Elixirs?"

Luo Changfeng thought for a moment before asking again.

Luo Qingshan shook his head silently, and said softly, "The Elixirs are not yet finished, and the hidden killing intent deep within my heart that I’ve always been unable to eradicate is being firmly suppressed by this string of Yellow Buddhist Beads on my wrist; there shouldn’t be any problems for now..."

As he spoke, Luo Qingshan lifted his right hand.

He rattled the Yellow Buddhist Beads he wore on his right wrist.

Only then did Luo Changfeng gradually notice the extraordinary decorations on young Luo Qingshan.

Previously, his attention had been entirely on Luo Qingshan.

So he hadn’t paid much attention to anything else.

Now, looking closer, it seemed not only the Yellow Buddhist Beads, but also the Yellow Monk Robe Qingshan wore, as well as the palm-sized, golden-yellow bell hanging at his waist,

were not ordinary things at all.

"Absorbing killing intent, thereby keeping you always calm?"

Luo Changfeng considered the Yellow Buddhist Beads on Luo Qingshan’s wrist as he spoke softly.

At this moment, Luo Qingshan was slightly surprised internally.

He was somewhat astonished that Patriarch Changfeng knew this information.

He should not have mentioned these things before...

"But what if the killing intent stored within these Buddha Beads reaches its limit, what then?"

Luo Changfeng inquired again.

After hesitating for a moment,

Luo Qingshan waved his hand and took out strings of Yellow Buddhist Beads piled as high as a small hill from the space within the golden-yellow bell at his waist.

"My master said to do whatever I want in the next half a year."

"After I take care of all matters, I will follow him back to the unnamed temple within the Nanhuang Divine State for cultivation."

Looking at the innumerable strings of Yellow Buddhist Beads in front of him, Luo Changfeng’s eyes twitched slightly again: "Well, if that’s the case, then I am reassured..."

...

After chatting with Luo Qingshan, the young man in front of him, for a while longer,

Qingshan then left the courtyard.

At this time, within the courtyard,

If one did not count the Shadow Guards,

It was once again only Luo Changfeng alone.

"That young man named Luo Qingshan is actually quite remarkable…"

"I wonder which old fellow stumbled upon this treasure."

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice rang in Luo Changfeng’s ears.

Hearing the sound, Luo Changfeng subconsciously turned his head,

looking toward the source of the voice.

Indeed, the owner of the voice was the Carefree Monk who had not appeared in a long time.

"Yo, long time no see..."

Seeing Luo Changfeng turn his gaze to himself,

The Carefree Monk, dressed in a tattered monk’s robe and holding a worn wooden fan, revealed a grin and waved casually to Luo Changfeng.

"You’ve come again?"

"What is it you wish to do this time?"

After quietly pouring himself another cup of tea, Luo Changfeng asked in a low voice.

"Would you take me to meet the Initial Ghost?"

"I’m really a bit curious…"

The Carefree Monk swallowed nervously, asking with some tension.

However, in response,

Luo Changfeng didn’t give an answer.

He just leaned his head slightly down, staying silent, still fiddling with the teacup in his hand.

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"By the way,"

As if remembering something, Luo Changfeng inquired of the Carefree Monk in front of him: "Have you heard of the unnamed temple within the Nanhuang Divine State? Could it be you came from that unnamed temple?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of disdainful smile appeared on the Carefree Monk’s face.

"Are you joking?"

"How could that small rundown temple, the unnamed temple, accommodate a great Buddha like me?"

"Besides, the monks in the unnamed temple are meat and wine monks."

"They are not really proper monks..."

After a thought, Luo Changfeng asked, "Then do you count as a proper monk?"