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

"Each person gets three symbol papers, one Blazing Talisman, one Ice Talisman, and one Sharp Metal Talisman. The power of each symbol paper is equivalent to a full-force strike from a cultivator at the Initial Recognition Realm Stage One. These talismans are indeed fewer with each use, so don't waste them unless it's crucial."


Outside the Treasure House, Master Qi was holding a stack of old-looking symbol papers, talking non-stop.


Shu Guan had seen these talismans before when he first entered the Treasure House. They were placed on a wooden shelf near the staircase on the first floor of the Treasure House.


At that time, Senior Brother Mu Yao told him that these talismans were left behind by predecessors of the Shanyi Temple who were proficient in making talismans. With the temple standing for four thousand years, there were only a few hundred talismans left now, so they were indeed rare.


Chapter 61: Waiting for Darkness