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

Half an hour later, Senior Brother finished explaining in detail the methods of practicing the two Daoist Skills and confirmed that Shu Guan had understood everything without any issues.


Then he clapped his hands and jumped down from the table.


"Alright, it's about time, I should be going," he said.


"The tacit agreement between that guy and me is not to disturb each other for two hours. If it's more than two hours, he'll start chasing me again."


After hearing this, something suddenly stirred in Shu Guan's heart.


He called out to Senior Brother, who seemed to be about to take a step away.


Senior Brother stopped and looked at Shu Guan with an inquiring gaze.


"A few months ago, I discovered an ancient Witch God's burial site and found two secret techniques inside…"


Shu Guan hurriedly relayed his experiences at the Pen Temple to Senior Brother.


Chapter 77: Drawing Talismans