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 bell sound was distant, thick, and full of a calming and comforting power.


Moreover, the sound of the bell didn't ring in your ears, but rather reverberated directly within your spirit.


The next moment, Shu Guan saw his master Li Zhixia, whose body was previously still, suddenly began shaking violently.


On his body, countless black thread-like things, like thick liquid solidified, emerged, strand by strand, as if torn out from Li Zhixia's body by an invisible hand.


However, the other end of the black threads still seemed deeply buried within Li Zhixia's body.


The black threads were pulled tighter and tighter, as if they were about to be completely torn out from Li Zhixia's body.


Just then, the reverberations of the bell sound in Shu Guan's mind slowly faded away, and those black thread-like things swiftly returned inside Li Zhixia's body.


Chapter 194: Sharp Cries_2