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

"I brought a secret Daoist Skill manual!"


When the cultivator wearing a deer mask announced the item he prepared for the exchange, Shu Guan could clearly sense a change in the room's atmosphere.


Even Gao Yue's expression showed great interest.


It seemed that a Daoist Skill manual was a relatively rare and valuable item in this trading gathering.


"Is it a Human Immortal Skill or an Earth Immortal Skill?"


Almost simultaneously, several people in the room asked.


"How could I be exchanging an Earth Immortal Skill!"


The cultivator with the deer mask let out a strange, high-pitched laugh, then proudly said:


"However, this Daoist Skill of mine is a universal skill that can be practiced by any path."


As a result, the commotion in the room intensified. Even though everyone was wearing robes and masks, Shu Guan could still feel the excitement and enthusiasm of the people in the room.


Chapter 133: Trade Fair (Part II)