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

This time, it was only organized after Mu Yao came to ask Shu Guan yesterday, asking how his cultivation was going, and getting Shu Guan's clear affirmation that he had no problem.


At this moment, walking on the mountain path, Shu Guan looked forward to participating in a gathering among his senior and junior brothers and sisters for the first time.


Departing from Half-sided Building, he turned two corners along the mountain path and saw the concrete box-like house. Shu Guan walked to the big iron gate, first knocked lightly on it, and waited for two minutes, but there was no response from the iron gate.


Shu Guan recalled the situation when he came here with Mavis that day, so he clenched his fist and hammered the iron gate, shouting "Senior Brother Qiuyang".


This time, after waiting for more than ten seconds, with the creaking and harsh sound, the iron gate finally opened from inside, and a shaggy head peeked out from behind the iron gate.


Chapter 32 Two Theater Tickets (Long Chapter)_2