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

Shu Guan hasn't seen Han Biao for a long time.


In fact, ever since he left Taoyuan Village and stepped out of the Shennongjia Mountain, Shu Guan hasn't seen Han Biao again.


At that time, the situation was that Li Zhixia had taken Han Biao's body back to Shanyi Temple first, while Muyao and later arriving Daoist Chen escorted the villagers of Taoyuan Village to Jing City.


Muyao explained to Shu Guan that Han Biao wasn't completely dead. A trace of Yang Energy still lingered in his body and he managed to lock Han Biao's soul with the Seven Spirit Grass. However, they must hurry to take Han Biao back to Shanyi Temple, as there is a place there that can preserve Han Biao's body from decay.


During these few months at Shanyi Temple, Shu Guan had asked Muyao about Han Biao's situation several times.


Chapter 43: Guardian of the Corpse