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

Zhang Hushan's timing of death, is just too coincidental!


Like Pang Daokun, both died right in front of their eyes when they were about to interrogate them.


"The old monk can't see the cause of his death either."


Inside the main hall of Xin Xiang Temple, the Buddha statue looked down at the shriveled corpse on the ground, its clay lips moved, and a deep, hoarse voice came out.


"But there are only two possibilities that can cause a mortal to die like this, one is the power of magic, and the other is the power of elixirs."


"The old monk can only tell that this person's death has nothing to do with the skill, so perhaps it is due to the poison of some elixir, but the old monk doesn't know the way of the alchemy cauldron, and really can't see it."


The Buddha statue then added one more sentence.


Chapter 51: The Female Pharmacist Wearing Little Bear Pajamas (6000 Words Chapter)_3