Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 245 - 133: Cultivation Breakthrough, Blood Cultivati

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With hands clasped behind his back, he silently walked out of the courtyard.

At first, because he had just made a breakthrough, the Qi-Blood Force swirled around him for a long ti without dissipating.

Therefore, he hadn’t felt much yet.

But now, as the Qi-Blood Force gradually dissipated,

he could clearly sense it.

The hint of chill in the air.

It was evening, at the ti when the sun sets in the west.

The remaining sunlight was sprinkling on the land, dressing it in a new robe.

But even so,

Luo Changfeng could clearly feel the cold chill that continued to hit him in the face.

Has the weather beco colder?

After thinking for a mont, Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but nod silently.

Yes!

The weather should be colder now; that makes sense.

After all, since he started his closed-door cultivation,

more than three months have passed.

The hottest part of sumr had long passed.

Autumn seed to be at its end as well.

Counting the days, it shouldn’t be far from the coldest winter season.

...

More than three months.

The changes to the Luo Family Ancestral Land were neither significant nor trivial.

Many things felt familiar to Luo Changfeng.

Yet they also seed sowhat strange.

"Oh?"

"Is that little guy still practicing swordsmanship?"

As he walked, he suddenly ca to a more secluded corner.

Just as Luo Changfeng was about to leave,

a sowhat familiar figure appeared before his eyes. Enjoy new adventures at .Côm

The little guy was nad Luo Ze.

His figure was thin, and he was not very tall.

It seed that due to swinging the wooden sword in his hand for a long ti,

his breathing had beco sowhat labored, and his body seed to be trembling slightly.

About half an hour later,

Luo Ze finally exhausted the little strength left in his body.

He completely collapsed onto the ground.

His face was sowhat flushed, and veins bulged at his neck.

The rising and falling of his chest were very violent.

The frequency of his breathing also seed to gradually beco sowhat chaotic as ti passed.

"Skin Refinent Initial Realm?"

"No, it seems he is still a little distance away from the Skin Refinent Initial Realm..."

Looking at Luo Ze before him,

Luo Changfeng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Thousands of thoughts flashed in his eyes.

"During my closed-door cultivation, has that boy been practicing swordsmanship every day?"

A mont later, Luo Changfeng suddenly asked in a low voice to the empty space behind him.

"Master, indeed."

The slightly stooped old butler Luo Dong, with his cultivation stuck at the peak of the Organ Refinent Realm Interdiate Stage and just one step away from the Organ Refinent Late Stage, suddenly appeared behind Luo Changfeng.

He bowed his head slightly and replied with a respectful expression.

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng nodded.

The expression in his eyes beca even more complicated.

Given the little guy’s level of effort,

his swordsmanship, his strength, his cultivation,

under normal circumstances, should have greatly improved.

But it was precisely because his talent was exceptionally poor.

Compared to those geniuses, his talent wasn’t even worth ntioning, and even among ordinary people, there was a significant gap.

Under these circumstances, what took a genius a day of cultivation, took him ten, or even a hundred days, to barely keep up with.

"Is there any point?"

Looking at Luo Ze, who lay breathlessly on the ground,

Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

This question seed to be directed to the little guy in front of him,

yet it also seed to be a question to himself.

After all, without that golden finger,

he might be just like Luo Ze before him.

No, perhaps even less than him.

...

After watching for another three to five minutes,

Luo Changfeng silently left.

He did not disturb the resting Luo Ze.

Even if he were to approach, he didn’t know what to say.

It’s better to leave quietly in such a case.

"What treatnt does the clan provide for that little guy?"

After taking a walk around the Luo Family Ancestral Land,

Luo Changfeng finally returned to his small courtyard.

And there he stood, near the Half Spirit Field,

squinting his eyes to observe the growth of dozens of Spiritual dicines in the Half Spirit Field,

while asking the old butler Luo Dong, who stood beside him respectfully, in a low voice.

"Apart from unrestricted access to the Library Pavilion, his resources are roughly at the level of an ordinary clan mber..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng nodded calmly, then asked, "What level of cultivation have the clan’s children reached recently? Are there any new Organ Refinent cultivators?"

After pondering for a mont, Luo Dong replied, "No new Organ Refinent Realm cultivators have appeared, but during this period, Young Master Luo Yong’s cultivation has reached the Interdiate Stage of the Organ Refinent Realm..."

Luo Changfeng murmured, "Too low..."

Indeed, in comparison to Luo Changfeng’s own cultivation,

the comprehensive cultivation level of the Luo Family mbers was indeed sowhat low.

Luo Ping and Luo An,

Luo Changfeng did not have high expectations for them.

After all, both of their talents were only slightly above that of ordinary people.

Moreover, one had to handle the clan’s internal affairs,

while the other was responsible for managing the family’s businesses.

As a result, naturally they didn’t have much ti for arduous cultivation to enhance their power.

But for that guy Luo Yong,

his cultivation progress seed a bit too slow.

How much ti has passed?

And he’s only at the Interdiate Stage of Organ Refinent Realm?

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