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 bananas had just been brought in by a little Daoist from Xuan Cheng, along with the newspaper.


Every day, the Taiyi Temple would send over some fresh fruits and melon seeds for them to snack on.


The golden-haired monkey handed the banana to Shu Guan.


He didn't expect that after waking up, his senior brother would still love to eat bananas. However, preferences seemed to have nothing to do with memory.


Then Shu Guan prepared to peel the banana.


At this time, the golden-haired monkey said another sentence.


Shu Guan finally understood that when his senior brother said "hit," he meant to really hit it.


So Shu Guan stood up, took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became focused and sharp. At this moment, all his emotions were temporarily thrown aside, leaving only the punch he was about to strike.


Chapter 154: Riding Clouds and Mist_2