"Now that my time is up, if I don't break through now, I'm afraid my only option will be to ascend to immortality."
At this point, the old Taoist priest's white eyebrows twitched, and a look of helplessness and bitterness flashed in his eyes.
Recalling the lofty ambitions he had when he became an apprentice, he couldn't help but show a hint of nostalgia.
The difficulty of seeking the truth cannot be understood without experiencing it firsthand.
He had devoted his entire life to this endeavor, yet he remained stuck at this level for a full forty years.
The Great Way is nowhere in sight.
Chu Mo was also secretly amazed.
After cultivating for over a hundred years, he's only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining?
Is it because cultivation is too difficult, or is his talent too poor?
He knew, of course, that he couldn't compare the other person to the other.
Even including the time he spent inside the bronze cauldron, he only cultivated for about ten years.
However, I had the help of the cyan gas, which enabled me to reach the upper level of Qi Refining within two years.
The fact that he was able to enter the Foundation Establishment stage so quickly was also related to the pure spiritual energy inside the bronze cauldron.
That extremely pure spiritual energy is several times the quality of ordinary spiritual energy.
By that calculation, it must have taken me fifty or sixty years to reach this level.
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly realized that Master Huang wasn't so useless after all.
At this moment, Master Huang was unaware that he was being looked down upon.
Otherwise, he would definitely have to defend himself, saying that he was once praised as a prodigy.
Only then did he realize that he hadn't answered Chu Mo's second question, so he added:
"White Horse Temple is not a cultivation sect, and my cultivation method did not come from the temple. In fact, only my two disciples and I cultivate here."
After speaking, Master Huang asked solemnly:
"Master Chu, you must be a fellow traveler, right?"
Chu Mo didn't hide anything and nodded gently.
"Haha, the Great Way is not lonely, the Great Way is not lonely, very good!"
Master Huang looked excited and delighted.
Cultivation is inherently a tedious and boring thing. Now, with the depletion of spiritual energy and the serious lack and incompleteness of inherited cultivation methods, cultivation has become even more difficult.
Apart from a few ancient and secluded sects with long histories, very few ordinary independent cultivators can achieve enlightenment by cultivating in seclusion.
Therefore, every fellow practitioner with whom one can exchange and verify knowledge becomes extremely precious.
However, many people still make no progress in their cultivation over many years and eventually give up in despair.
People who can endure loneliness and stay true to themselves are becoming increasingly rare.
This is also why Master Huang was so excited when he heard that Chu Mo was also a fellow practitioner.
"I wonder, Fellow Daoist Chu, what stage have you reached now?"
Master Huang looked very curious.
"Hehe, similar to the Taoist priest," Chu Mo replied with a smile.
He didn't tell the truth, afraid that it would be too hurtful to the other party.
But these words still left Master Huang speechless with shock.
How old is Chu Mo?
Is that the middle stage of Qi Refining?
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