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

Chapter 591: Chapter 283: Is this an opportunity for the White Brahma Temple?_2

Da Feng Dynasty’s Imperial Feng Family seemed to have developed a certain estrangement with the Great Flame Dynasty.

No one knew whether the Da Feng Dynasty was planning to sit back and watch the tigers fight,

or if they were conceiving some secret plan.

Regardless, whatever the Da Feng Dynasty was thinking,

it was already too late for the Great Flame Dynasty to turn back.

Now, it was either the Luo Family of Qingshi City being extinguished,

...

the Great Flame Dynasty devouring the Luo Family of Qingshi City entirely,

or the fall of the Great Flame Dynasty.

Besides these, there were no other possibilities.

…

Da Feng Dynasty, White Lotus Prefecture, White Brahma Temple.

Above the White Brahma Temple at this moment,

a gigantic and seemingly sacred White Lotus was floating in the sky.

And its myriad roots,

were now deeply entrenched within the entire White Lotus Prefecture,

constantly absorbing the life energy and soul force of every being not within the White Brahma Temple.

Beneath the giant white lotus,

within the dim hall of the White Brahma Temple, where only one person could barely fit,

Zhi Ming, the temple’s current abbot, sat with eyes closed,

his form appearing slender and his countenance seemingly weathered with age,

seated cross-legged on a white meditation cushion,

with a sacred White Brahma Force always swirling around him.

The various scriptures of the White Brahma Temple that he murmured ceaselessly,

never once stopped.

“Master.”

a young man’s voice suddenly sounded from outside the hall.

A monk clad in a White Lotus Monk Robe, with hands clasped together,

White Buddha Beads hanging on his right hand,

his looks so handsome as to be almost demonic, a monk who seemed unlike ordinary people,

was standing quietly outside the hall at this moment.

“What is it?”

The old monk slowly opened his eyes.

He did not turn his head but simply gazed quietly at the giant Buddha statue in front of him, then inquired in a low voice.

“Master, the Luo Family of Qingshi City has reached out to us,”

they spoke of a desire to cooperate with our White Brahma Temple,” the handsomely demonic young monk said.

“Cooperate?” Upon hearing this, the old monk couldn’t help but frown slightly and then asked, “What do they mean by cooperation, according to the Luo Family of Qingshi City?”

The young monk stepped slowly into the hall,

walking silently to the back of his master,

then spoke in a low voice.

“The Luo Family of Qingshi City says they hope our White Brahma Temple can take their place to withstand a portion of the pressure from the alliance between the two dynasties.”

The old monk’s eyes were half-open,

and within his cloudy gaze, bursts of light seemed to be flickering relentlessly.

The old monk appeared to be contemplating.

What was the intention behind the Luo Family of Qingshi City’s action?

Not long ago, he had used the White Brahma Lotus to observe the fortunes of the Luo Family of Qingshi City,

as well as those of both dynastic powers.

If one were to go by the strength of their fates, even if both dynastic powers were to strike with all their might,

they would inevitably be no match for the Luo Family of Qingshi City.

If it came to a head-to-head clash,

it would undoubtedly be the Luo Family of Qingshi City that would emerge alive in the end.

However, what the old monk now struggled to understand was,

although the Luo Family of Qingshi City undoubtedly possessed and hid absolute power,

why…

why did they still send people to communicate with his White Brahma Temple?

Even to the extent of saying they wanted to join hands with the temple?

To have his White Brahma Temple take the place of the Luo Family of Qingshi City to resist some of the pressure from the two dynastic powers.

Was this a strategy from the Luo Family of Qingshi City?

The old monk’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He silently pondered to himself.

“Master, regarding the request from the Luo Family of Qingshi City, what should we do next?”

Behind the old monk,

seeing his master sink into a long silence without a word,

the young monk could not wait and asked again.

“What should we do?”

After a long thought,

Suddenly, a faint smile began to emerge on his face, aged and serene.

Because, if one were to set aside all scheming and take a look…

This matter was indeed favorable for the White Brahma Temple branch within the territory of the Da Feng Dynasty.

The White Brahma Temple was one of the three major Demonic Path forces within the Buddhist sects of the Xuanyuan Continent.

Especially since the White Brahma Temple possessed the White Brahma Lotus, a supremely evil object in the world.

Therefore, the existence of the White Brahma Temple was often shunned by the world.

And now, over there at the Luo Family of Qingshi City.

They actually proposed such a suggestion to the White Brahma Temple.

No matter what the Luo Family in Qingshi City was thinking.

No matter what the Luo Family was planning.

This matter was going to become a breakthrough opportunity for the White Brahma Temple.

This was, undoubtedly, correct.

“Since the Luo Family from Qingshi City has made such a request,”

“Why should the White Brahma Temple not lend them a hand?”

“Besides, if our branch of the White Brahma Temple wants to continue to develop and grow, it always needs a perfect opportunity.”

“And now, the opportunity has come.”

“Why would we not seize it well?”

Having said that.

The old monk, sitting cross-legged on the white meditation cushion, once again closed his eyes.

And he spoke no further.

The most important decision had been made.

And the matters that needed to be handled next.

Would naturally fall upon that young monk.

…

As the young monk left.

As the hall once again only contained the old monk.

The old monk, sitting cross-legged on the white meditation cushion.

Once more, slowly opened his murky eyes.

He twisted his head strangely, looking in the direction of the Luo Family Ancestral Land in Qingshi City.

“Qingshi City, Luo Family…”

“What exactly are you plotting with this affair?”

“Possessing such a strong force of destiny.” @@novelbin@@

“Yet you reside so reclusively.”

“Seemingly blind to the movements of both dynastic powers.”

“Even planning to ally with our White Brahma Temple?”

“To borrow the power of our White Brahma Temple?”

As he pondered.

The old monk, sitting cross-legged on the white meditation cushion, slowly turned his head back.

After a moment, he closed his eyes again.

Surrounding his body was an even stronger White Brahma Force enveloping him.

The actions of the Luo Family in Qingshi City were somewhat incomprehensible to him.

However, at this point.

Whether he understood the Luo Family’s actions or not.

It was no longer important.

Now, the most important thing was to continue growing in strength, taking over more territories.

To provide more nourishment to that White Brahma Lotus above the White Lotus Prefecture, which had already materialized from nothingness and descended into the world.

Merely the land of White Lotus Prefecture.

Was still far from sufficient.

…

Luo Mountain Prefecture, Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land.

Within the room where the Luo Family Patriarch resided.

At this moment, Luo Ping, the current Family Head, was sitting quietly in the seat of honor.

In his hands, he silently flipped through a stack of official documents.

Until Luo Ping finished reading the documents in his hands.

He then shifted his gaze to Luo Yao beside him, who also held documents and was frowning slightly.

“That matter you spoke of earlier, how is it coming along?”

Luo Ping asked in a low voice.

Faced with this question.

Luo Yao first lifted his head, cautiously glanced at Family Head Luo Ping beside him.

Then, he pretended to ponder before giving an answer.

“This matter should be almost settled.”

Luo Ping’s brows furrowed slightly, and he asked with some confusion, “What do you mean by ‘should be almost settled’?”

Luo Yao replied, “It’s roughly about there… ninetieth percent sure.”

Hearing this, Luo Ping’s already slightly knitted brows furrowed even deeper.