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

Seeing the panic on his disciple's face, Li Zhixia couldn't help but laugh.


"Hehe, Muyao, don't worry too much. The Robe Choosing Ceremony when entering the temple is just a test of one's initial state of mind and aptitude when stepping onto the path of longevity and which Taoist skills might suit them best."


"As for how they proceed afterward, it is entirely their own fate. In fact, the black robe branch is mostly composed of people with a steady and thick state of mind! They are the least likely to go astray in their cultivation."


At this point, Li Zhixia let out a sigh.


"So before Grandmaster Qixia was exposed, no one would have thought he was the culprit behind the missing refugees. In fact, if Grandmaster Qixia hadn't strayed and walked on the demonic path, he could have been one of the most outstanding masters in our Shangyi Temple's history."


Chapter 59: Stone Taoist Soldier