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

Of course, you can understand this indifference as being aloof or simply not caring to deal with you.


In any case, Shu Guan successfully placed the Barbaric Bull Flag in the jade box and took it out.


As he carried the three jade boxes down the stairs, Master Qi handed him a thick stack of talisman slips.


Master Qi passed the stack of talismans to him.


Because the talismans in Master Qi's hands were not the ones drawn by Zichun but the ones left behind by the grandmasters of the Shanyi Temple throughout the generations.


Usually, Master Qi would feel heartache even if the disciples used just one of these talismans.


But now, he directly handed over such a large stack, which amounted to about one-third of the remaining total.


Seeing Shu Guan hesitating, Master Qi glared at him.


"... Well, Master Qi, I'm leaving now."


Chapter 199: Among the Dust_3