Chapter 703: Ending the worldly fate, but not having any wonderful roots

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

He held the jade slip in his hand as if he had found a treasure.

Without any explanation, he kowtowed several times to the temple master and said with tears in his eyes: "The temple master's great kindness and kindness will be unforgettable in my life!"

"Go!"

The viewer didn't say much, just flicked the fly whisk.

Then he left here.

Afterwards, Chu Mo and the two boys started practicing in the contemplation.

After acquiring a more advanced cultivation method, Chu Mo was full of confidence. He believed that he would be able to achieve something, so he put aside the previous breath-taking technique and specialized in practicing this technique.

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What Chu Mo didn't expect was that this set of exercises, as a profound method, was so obscure and difficult to understand. Even if you wanted to understand it, let alone practice it, it was very difficult.

He tried to practice according to his own understanding, but unfortunately nothing came out.

Chu Mo finally collapsed.

As he looked at the set of exercises, despair gradually spread in his heart. His pursuit of the Tao had long lost its original enthusiasm, and instead gave rise to fear and unfamiliarity.

"Could it be..."

"Is there really no chance for me to embark on the path of immortality in this life?"

For so many years since he came to this world, this was the first time he asked himself this question.

Time flies by in a hurry, and twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Two boys of the same age as him have made great progress in their cultivation in the past twenty years, and they have successively broken through the realm and reached a level that he has never been able to reach in this life.

As for him, even though he had retreated many times in the past twenty years, he still failed to achieve anything in the end.

It is worth mentioning that.

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

Another twenty years have passed.

The other two boys had already left school, but they still stayed in the temple to practice.

But they can't stay much longer.

Because they both had good talents and understandings, they were spotted by the seniors of the Taoist sect and were chosen to be true disciples. They were about to leave the world and escape to the mountain gate to cultivate.

According to the date, today is the day the two of them leave.

At the request of the temple master, he came to see him off.

Before dawn, Chu Mo stood at the mountain gate waiting early.

"Senior brother, congratulations to the two junior brothers for being selected into the inner sect. Since then, they have been on a smooth path to immortality and have made great progress!"

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

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When he said this, he felt extremely sour in his heart.

Maybe it's because separation is coming and it will be difficult to see each other again in the future.

Perhaps after all, because they had lived with Chu Mo for such a long time, although the two boys had always looked down on Chu Mo and thought they were not the same person, they saw Chu Mo's old face and hesitated for a moment. Still couldn't help but speak.

"Senior brother, I remember back then, you and I entered the realm together. Now that we have reached the upper realm, you are still the same as before. Don't blame me for talking too much. The journey to immortality is all about luck and good fortune!"

"Listen to my junior brother's advice. It's better to go down the mountain early and find another way out. With the methods you have learned, not only will you become rich, but you will at least be worry-free for the rest of your life!"

Another echoed.

"Yes, senior brother, it is said that all living beings are unknown, and everyone yearns for immortals, but how many people will eventually become immortals and become Taoists? Tao is created by nature and cannot be forced. Since Tao will not come to find you, why should you force it?"

Chu Mo wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth and looked at the faces of the two people opposite him who were still green, but he was gradually showing his age.

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

"Thank you two junior brothers for worrying about me!"

After being silent for a long time, Chu Mo finally said firmly: "I know your persuasion is right, but...since I have chosen to become an immortal, I will still continue even if I get nothing in the end."

"As the saying goes, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die without regrets at night. If you cannot hear the Tao, you would rather die!"

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

It's hard to persuade a ghost who wants to die.

Without thinking, the two took the things and went down the mountain together without saying a word.

That year.

This is the most deserted year in Taoist history.

Since the two left, the originally brand-new courtyard wall has been covered with moss due to neglect. What was a Taoist temple now looks desolate and dilapidated!

In the middle of winter, heavy snow sealed the mountain gate, and fewer believers came up the mountain to worship and pray.

Hardly a soul was seen all day long.

Chu Mo stayed alone in the temple, sitting on the futon every day to learn Taoism and practice as usual.

To this day.

He still believes that there is no perfect way out.

As long as you persist, no matter good or bad, there will always be a result.

The wind is freezing outside and the snow is falling heavily.

Everything seemed to have fallen silent.

After finally surviving the coldest season, just as spring had just arrived next year, he, who had been dull all the time, suddenly became ecstatic.

It turned out that after decades of arduous training, he finally made his cultivation one step closer!

He suddenly had hope and couldn't wait to find the viewer, wanting to tell the good news.

But when he came outside the temple master's meditation room and knelt for three days and three nights, but there was still no movement, Chu Mo finally couldn't hold it any longer and had the courage to open the door.

As a result, he was stunned when he saw it.

I saw the master sitting on the futon, lifeless for a long time, and his body was as stiff as a stone.

Only now did he know that it turned out that the temple master had reached the end of his life and was unable to break through the shackles of the realm. He had already sat in this room when the snow closed the mountain in autumn.

Only then did Chu Mo recall that it was no wonder that when the two people left the Taoist temple, the temple master did not show up - it was originally the two disciples that the Taoist temple loved most.

At this moment.

He looked at the corpse of the viewer, and for some reason, despair suddenly rose in his heart.

He sat down on the cold floor, feeling sad at first and crying silently, but soon he began to sob, and in the end he burst into tears.

"Cultivation! Cultivation!"

"I have been cultivating Taoism for decades, and I have cultivated nothing, but I have cultivated nothing!"

"Now I am the only one left in the entire Taoist temple. Taoist ancestor, if you really have magical powers, can you tell me where the disciple's path is? Am I really unable to embark on the road to immortality in this life?"

In an empty room, in a silent mountain.

Only Chu Mo's roar could be heard.

In this way, he was alone facing the corpse, seemingly forgetting everything.

He stayed awake all the time, neither eating nor drinking. He just stared blankly at the corpse of the viewer, and the person was invisibly reduced to skin and bones.

I don’t know how long it took.

After he came to his senses, he finally came to his senses.

Immortal immortality, for him, is an unattainable dream!

He gave up completely!

That night, he grew old all night long. After burying the body of the temple owner, he died alone guarding the Taoist temple.

He was thinking about it until he died.

Why did I pay so much, but in the end I still got such a sad ending?