Immortality and Taoism: I Only Practice Taoism in the Mortal World

When Su Mu was squatting in the vegetable field pulling radishes, he was called "senior brother". He didn't look back, and corrected himself out of inertia: "Call me Master." The other party was stunned. Because Su Mu looked only sixteen years old. But the year he entered the sect was thirty years ago. His cultivation has not improved, and his appearance has not changed at all. The sect suspected that he had practiced witchcraft, but there was nothing in the demon mirror. No one knows Su Mu's real secret. It's not that he doesn't want to get involved, but he just can't. Others can make a comeback if they lose, but what he loses is endless time. He just wanted to survive. But a shabby ancient book in his sleeve that had been silent for thirty years suddenly started to get hot. A line of blood words appeared on the page, and an ancient count that was slowly decreasing. **What will happen on the day of return to zero, he doesn't know. But he had a gut feeling that before that happened, he had to leave. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.