Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

"Actually, this is just part of that painting, which is a long scroll, a very long scroll."


As Xu Chuxiang was puzzled, she saw Professor Holter take out many photos from the brown suitcase, as he spoke.


Holter laid the photos one by one in front of Xu Chuxiang.


Xu Chuxiang temporarily suppressed her doubts and looked down at the photos carefully.


However, the more she looked, the more confused she became.


That's because the objects depicted in the photos were very strange, such as the first picture she saw, which showed several pairs of footprints.


Very few painters would depict such things, especially when the painter's extraordinary skills are demonstrated in the painting, only to depict some of the most simple objects.


This feeling was like asking her, as a master of architecture, to carry bricks on a construction site.


As for the objects depicted in the other photos, they were even stranger.


Chapter 24: Gu Paintings (Part 2)