After getting the approval of the temple master, Chu Mo obtained more advanced cultivation techniques and also gained the qualifications to stay in the Taoist temple.

He held the jade slip in his hand as if it were a treasure.

Without further ado, he kowtowed several times to the abbot, weeping and saying, "Master, your great kindness and virtue will be forever unforgettable to me!"

"Go!"

The abbot didn't say much, just flicked his whisk.

And then left here.

Afterwards, Chu Mo began to practice in the temple with the two boys.

With the more advanced cultivation method, Chu Mo was full of confidence. He believed that he would be able to achieve something, so he put aside his previous breathing techniques and focused on practicing this method.

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What Chu Mo didn't expect was that this set of exercises, as a profound technique, was so obscure and difficult to understand. Not to mention practicing it, even wanting to understand it was very difficult.

He tried to practice according to his own understanding, but unfortunately he didn't achieve anything.

Chu Mo finally broke down.

He looked at the set of exercises, and despair gradually spread in his heart. He no longer had the initial enthusiasm for the pursuit of Tao, but instead felt fear and unfamiliarity.

“Could it be…”

"Is it really true that I will never have the chance to embark on the path of immortality in this lifetime?"

This was the first time he had asked himself this question since he came into this world.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another twenty years have passed.

The two boys of the same age as him have made rapid progress in their cultivation over the past twenty years. They have all broken through their realms one after another and reached a level that he will never be able to reach in his lifetime.

As for him, although he had gone into seclusion many times during these twenty years, he still didn't achieve anything in the end.

It is worth mentioning.

For some unknown reason, this Taoist temple, which was once very popular, has gradually declined in the past twenty years. Every year, fewer and fewer people come to the mountain to pray and worship. Now, only some of the old people from the past are still insisting on praying and burning incense.

Another twenty years passed.

The other two boys had already completed their apprenticeship, but they were still staying in the temple to practice.

But they couldn't stay for long.

Because they both have good talents and understanding, they are noticed by the senior masters of the Taoist temple and chosen to be true disciples. They are about to set off, leaving the world and retreating to the mountain to practice asceticism.

According to the schedule, today is the day they are leaving.

He came to see him off at the order of the temple master.

Before dawn, Chu Mo was already waiting at the mountain gate.

"Brother, congratulations to the two junior brothers for being selected into the inner sect. From now on, the path to immortality will be smooth and your career will be meteoric!"

Chu Mo handed the things that the temple master had already prepared to the two of them and said some words of blessing.

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When he said this, he felt extremely sad.

Perhaps we are about to part and it will be difficult for us to meet again in the future.

Perhaps it was because they had lived with Chu Mo for such a long time, although these two boys had always looked down on Chu Mo and thought that they were not the same kind of people, but when they saw Chu Mo's old face, they hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but speak.

"Brother, remember back then, you and I entered the monastery together. Now, we've both reached the upper realm, but you're still the same. Don't blame me for being nosy. The path to immortality relies heavily on luck and opportunity!"

"Listen to my junior brother's advice and leave the mountain as soon as possible to find another way out. With the skills you have learned, you can at least live a worry-free life, even if you can't become rich!"

Another one also agreed.

"Yes, Senior Brother, there are countless sentient beings, and everyone aspires to become an immortal, but how many people can finally achieve enlightenment? The Tao is created by fate and cannot be forced. Since the Tao doesn't come to you, why force it?"

Chu Mo wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth and looked at the two people opposite him who still looked young, while he was gradually showing his old age.

The sourness that arose in my heart for a moment was almost impossible to resolve.

"Thank you, two junior brothers, for your concern!"

After a long silence, Chu Mo finally said in a firm voice: "I know that your persuasion is right, but... since I have chosen to become an immortal, even if I gain nothing in the end, I will still continue."

"As the saying goes, if I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening without regrets. If I cannot hear the truth, I would rather die than not!"

When the two heard this, they looked at each other and saw each other's helplessness.

It’s hard to persuade a ghost who wants to die with kind words.

Without thinking any more, the two took the things and went down the mountain together without saying anything else.

That year.

This was the quietest year in the history of the Taoist temple.

Since the two of them left, the originally brand new courtyard wall has been covered with moss due to neglect. The once good Taoist temple now looks desolate and dilapidated!

After entering the depths of winter, heavy snow blocked the mountain gate, and even fewer believers came up the mountain to worship and pray.

There was hardly a single person in sight the entire day.

Chu Mo stayed alone in the temple, sitting on the cushion every day to meditate and practice as usual.

To this day.

He still believes that there is always a way out.

As long as you persist, there will always be a result, whether good or bad.

Outside, the wind was biting cold and the snow was falling heavily.

Everything seemed to have fallen silent.

After finally getting through the coldest season, just as spring arrived the following year, he, who had been depressed all the time, suddenly became ecstatic.

It turned out that after decades of arduous training, he had finally made great progress in his cultivation!

He suddenly felt hopeful and couldn't wait to find the abbot to tell him the good news.

But when he arrived outside the abbot's meditation room and knelt for three days and three nights without any movement, Chu Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore and bravely pushed open the door.

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