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

Shu Guan stared at the small paper figure on the ground.


The Paperman and Paper Horse Skill was not considered a particularly profound Daoist Skill, and there were quite a few cultivators who knew this skill. Although Shanyi Temple did not have a cultivation method for this skill, there were introductions about it in the Daoist Collection Tower.


However, looking at the small figure on the ground at this moment, Shu Guan felt that the Paperman and Paper Horse Skill he saw was somewhat different from the records he had read about this skill in the Daoist Collection Tower.


According to the records in the Daoist Collection Tower about this skill, the paper figures and paper horses controlled by it were not much different from puppet dolls, and they could only perform simple commands and tasks, such as serving tea, pouring water, and carrying items.


Chapter 67: I'm Still Here (Part 2)