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

Half an hour later, Shu Guan walked out of the crescent archway beneath the Dingshi Bell Tower.


The Heavenly Sound Demon Suppressing Skill, as expected of an Earth Immortal Level Daoist Skill, was much more profound and complex than the skills Shu Guan had practiced before. It took him a full ten minutes just to receive the cultivation techniques transmitted from Xiaoyi.


As for cultivation, he would naturally only start after he returned to Shanyi Temple.


When Shu Guan came back to the outside of the bell tower, he found that the sky had already darkened, and the students who had been demonstrating outside the Chu Provincial Government had already begun to disperse.


They were, after all, merely students, and they could only raise slogans and vent their dissatisfaction regarding these humiliating events. They were powerless to do more.


Chapter 109: Huh?_2