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

Then, Grandmaster Liuxia warned Sang Liren a few more times.


At this point, the two of them had passed through the entire Daoist temple and had arrived outside the main hall at the innermost part of the temple.


As Sang Liren stepped into the main hall, he saw a red figure standing inside.


It was a man wearing a red Daoist robe, with a tall and slender figure. Although he was wearing a Daoist robe, he did not tie his hair up in a Daoist bun, but let his long hair cascade over his shoulders, giving off a casual and unrestrained air. His hands were folded behind his back, facing away from Grandmaster Liuxia and Sang Liren, so his face was not visible.


Upon entering the hall, Grandmaster Liuxia immediately bowed deeply in respect to the red-robed Daoist and said loudly:


"Jing City's Shanyi Temple's nineteenth generation disciple Liuxia, pays respect to Grandmaster Lu."


At this moment, Sang Liren's body suddenly shook violently.


Chapter 10: The Daoist Sect Ancestral Court, the Red-robed Daoist_3