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

As for the Seven Immortals Alliance, they would certainly learn about this matter tomorrow. So, Shu Guan hoped that his presence in this matter could be kept as low as possible.


Mr. Wei looked at this scene with extreme puzzlement, not understanding why a cultivator who was as powerful as himself would seek the opinion of a mortal.


He carefully glanced at the ordinary-looking young man, confirming that he was just an ordinary mortal.


At this moment, he had no time to think further. From the conversation between the two, Mr. Wei had already understood that if he wanted to kill Du Wenqiang, he had to kill the young monk in the gray robe first.


So, Mr. Wei slowly stood up and spoke to Zhang Hushan:


"Boss Zhang, there is something I must clarify, and that is, the money you offered is only enough for our Great River Sect to send someone of my strength to do things for you."


Chapter 50: Black Blood_3