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

This incident took everyone in Shanyi Temple by surprise.


Because the eldest senior had lived in Shanyi Temple for four thousand years.


For cultivators who can no longer live forever, four thousand years is an extremely long period, so long that Shanyi Temple has already inherited twenty-two generations of disciples.


And the eldest senior arrived at the temple when it was just established.


So, in the eyes of many Shanyi Temple disciples, the eldest senior and the temple were considered as one entity.


Each generation of disciples was very clear that even if they completed their whole lives and fell midway on the path to immortality, the temple would still be there, and the eldest senior would still be there.


Then, there would be a new generation of disciples, respectfully calling the golden-haired monkey "Eldest Senior."


Before today, this was what the current Temple Master Li Zhixia and his disciples thought.


Chapter 155 Approaching the Truth