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

"Brother Zhongfang, in fact, ordinary spirits are not difficult to deal with. Spirits do not have a physical body and are purely Yin. They are most afraid of Yang energy."


"And we, the living, whether male or female, carry Yang energy within us. It's just a matter of comparing the strength of Yin and Yang energies between us and the spirits."


"Even if ordinary people encounter spirits or ghost creatures, if their Yang energy is strong enough, the spirits would not dare to approach, let alone us cultivators."


"The spirits in the valley are indeed more formidable than ordinary spirits, but they are still not ghost cultivators. By the time we either use Daoist skills or imbue our weapons with spiritual power, the Yang energy contained in our Initial Recognition Realm cultivator's spiritual power will be enough to eliminate most of the spirits."


Jiang Yun quickly introduced several methods to deal with spirits, with a smile.


Chapter 147: Bright Light_2