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

The blooming wintersweet in March was naturally an anomaly.


So far, Shu Guan had only seen a similar anomaly once. It was when his second senior, Mu Yao, used his Daoist skill in front of him in Taoyuan Village, causing the osmanthus flowers in his courtyard to bloom several months ahead of time.


Although there were a few wintersweet trees blooming in March not far away, he did not feel any particular fluctuations in the spiritual aura of Heaven and Earth while standing here.


Thus, Shu Guan slightly frowned and looked at his third senior, Rui Jianqiao.


Like him, Long Shu was also looking at his senior Huiming with confusion at the moment.


However, there were no unusual expressions on the faces of Yang Jianqing, Rui Jianqiao, and Huiming.


It seemed that Rui Jianqiao knew what Shu Guan was puzzled by, so she smiled and shook her head, saying:


"The anomaly here is not due to that situation, but for another reason."


At this time, Yang Jianqing also turned back and said:


Chapter 95: Hidden Place_2