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

The space behind the stone gate was so vast that it was hard to imagine.


The first impression was as if the entire bottom of Da Hong Mountain had been hollowed out.


There was an unknown source of clear light illuminating the entire unfathomable space.


Within the vast space behind the stone gate, there were countless stone houses, some built on flat ground, while others were carved into the mountain's belly walls. More precisely, they were stone caves for people to live in.


Between the stone houses were straight roads, and there were also some buildings that looked like granaries, storage rooms, and a large open area with many stone pillars resembling drying poles.


Having lived in the mountain village for many years, Shu Guan recognized at a glance that this place should be a village with all kinds of facilities.


A village hidden deep within the mountain!


It was somewhat similar to Taoyuan Village.


However, who were the people who lived here in the past?


Chapter 150: Village, Temple