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

But what it was, Shu Guan had no idea with his knowledge.


Even whether the fate of Qingqing, Qu Chaoyan, and Jin Ziang was changed by that strand of "Golden Qi", was only a guess by Shu Guan.


Of course, Shu Guan believed that his guess wouldn't be wrong.


After all, this matter was so profoundly preserved in Jin Ziang's Fushi Soul, it must have had a significantly important impact on his destiny.


You can doubt your own eyes, but you must believe in the supernatural intuition of the Fushi Soul.


Even immortals, sometimes have to rely on the Fushi Soul's supernatural intuition to avoid disasters and seek good luck.


As for that jade vase, finally, it was sold to a pawnshop named Tailai in Pen City by Qingqing, Qu Chaoyan, and Jin Ziang.


Chapter 12 Pan God Temple_2