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

Meng Linghui saw Shu Guan paying particular attention to one woman and couldn't help but smile slightly, though she wasn't surprised.


In Shen City today, which man isn't infatuated with their own sworn sisters?


Then she stepped forward and clapped her hands, smiling at the women:


"All right, ladies, I've brought the living immortal here."


Inside the room, it seemed as if a cold breeze had blown through.


Then the spirit of the young man slowly became faint and then disappeared.


Grandmaster Daoji slowly opened his eyes.


Just now, using the Buddhism technique of Spirit Guidance, he had brought the spirit of a young man named Li Tiansheng back from the netherworld and had a communication with him.


This divine Buddhist technique is extremely demanding on the cultivator's talents, and only those who are naturally able to sense the existence of spirits can cultivate it. Therefore, even cultivators like Senior Huaiyue with their Immortal Seed cannot cultivate it.


Chapter 24: Night Banquet at the Du Mansion (Continued) _2