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

"Finally, we have arrived. This is the entrance to the ancient ruins."


Half an hour later, the shadows of five people appeared next to a mountain valley deep in Da Hong Mountain.


This valley was surrounded by mountains on all sides, with the peaks around it curving like bent fingers towards the center, making it look like an upward-facing urn with a tiny opening at the top and a wide range at the bottom.


As they approached the valley, Shu Guan felt a slight sense of disorientation in his heart.


That was because this valley was strikingly similar to Taoyuan Valley.


Just like Taoyuan Valley, the valley was also surrounded by mountains, with no grass growing on the cliffs.


At this moment, Shu Guan felt as if he had returned to Taoyuan Village.


Chapter 147: Bright Light