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

"First there was chaos in the Heavenly Court, then chaos in the mortal world?"


Shu Guan muttered and repeated the sentence.


If this sentence was to be believed, then he had more speculations about the Divine Monkey Army rebellion that occurred five thousand years ago.


Of course, these were just some scattered and vague guesses from Shu Guan, and he couldn't even sort out those thoughts that were howling in his mind at this time.


"The Divine Monkey Army rebellion five thousand years ago has hidden too many secrets, and to know the truth of these secrets, perhaps one can only search for them in the relics of the previous generations."


"Our Zouma sect ancestors have visited numerous relics left by the previous generations of immortals, but due to the limits of our cultivation, truly we did not have much opportunity to delve deep into those relics. Even if we have seen some hidden things, they are all fragmented."


Chapter 143: For Senior Brother