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

On the second day, Shu Guan got up early, invigorated, and walked out of his shed.


Outside, there were already quite a few residents of Taoyuan Village, carrying tools such as shovels and sickles, walking towards the tidal flat.


To build houses there, they naturally had to first cut down those reeds and level the ground.


Everyone's faces were filled with expectant and excited smiles, reflecting their longing for their new homes.


Indeed, who knows what the future holds?


Living well now is the most important thing.


Seeing this scene, Shu Guan put aside the thoughts he had during his low mood last night.


Well, men also have those few days when they are not quite right every month. This was something he had proven with science in his previous life.


Shu Guan attributed his gloomy mood from yesterday to his own physiological reasons.


Then he called Wang Dahu and Zhang Yadan, preparing to go shopping in the city.


Chapter 3 Xiu Shui Street