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

Then Shu Guan stood upright, extended both hands again, and pressed them on Rong Miao's left and right temples.


The next moment, his spiritual power slowly entered Rong Miao's body.


Shu Guan's expression was somewhat serious because channeling spiritual power into a person's head is different from channeling it into other parts of the body.


The human brain is too complex; if one is not careful, they might turn someone into an idiot.


If it weren't for these past months, on the request of his senior brother, that Shu Guan had been using his spiritual power to control embroidery needles for embroidery, he would not dare to try this on his own.


Shu Guan closed his eyes, fully concentrating on controlling the spiritual power that entered Rong Miao's brain.


Mainly because when his eyes were open, some things in front of him were too distracting.


About twenty minutes later, Shu Guan opened his eyes, and his hands suddenly pulled outward.


Chapter 81: Beating the Grass to Startle the Snake_3