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

"I'm going to find that woman. I know she's not dead, so I'm going to find her, no matter what it takes, and shatter her soul!"


"And if I'm still at Shanyi Temple, I can't do it."


Mu Yao looked at Shu Guan, and a boundless gratitude shone in his eyes.


Mu Yao stood up and bowed deeply to Shu Guan with his hands clasped.


This was something their fellow disciples at Shanyi Temple wanted to do but couldn't. Fortunately, they had Junior Brother Shu!


Next, Mu Yao took out a wooden box and handed it to Shu Guan.


"This is a gun. Qiuyang made a new pistol. It's more powerful and faster than the original spiritual power pistol, and it can chamber more spiritual power bullets."


"Of course, there are only one hundred specially made spiritual power bullets in there. You'll have to figure out how to solve the ammunition problem by yourself later."


Chapter 338: Not Going Back_3