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

However, as soon as they entered the quarry, Shu Guan suddenly stopped in his tracks.


He saw Master Sanmu and Mr. Su sitting on the ground, he saw Mu Yao, he saw Rui Jianqiao, he saw Qiu Yang, he saw An Zichun, and he saw Sang Liren.


It seemed that his fellow disciples were all fine.


He also saw Yang Jianqing, Long Shu, and many other familiar or unfamiliar figures from the Seven Immortals Alliance.


But Shu Guan's face did not break into a smile because he did not see his master's figure.


He saw everyone gathered together, their faces filled with sorrow and grief.


Shu Guan's heart pounded fiercely, accompanied by a strong foreboding feeling.


He slowly took one step after another towards them.


At this moment, he suddenly wished he never had to reach the other side.


Unfortunately, no matter how slowly one walks, they will eventually arrive.


At this time, everyone else also saw him but no one spoke to him. Instead, they silently made a path for him.


Chapter 232: The Bell Sound on DaJiang (6000 Words Chapter)_2