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

Within two months, he had reached the Peak of the Initial Recognition Realm.


And his Peak of Initial Recognition was to be the Twelve-layered Pagoda!


The next day, Shu Guan sat at Zouma Hall as the host for the entire day, receiving ten guests.


During his free time, he sat there practicing the Talisman Drawing Technique.


Qian Jingan stopped by to sit for a little while, but his wife soon called him back home to help with wrapping dumplings.


Shu Guan specifically asked the well-known historian from Da Hua—what was different about himself today.


Qian Jingan stared at him with a strange look for a while, then decisively shook his head.


As for the Talisman Drawing Technique he bought from the Secret Cultivation Association, it was the most basic introductory practice in the Talisman Path, which Shu Guan naturally mastered after a single read-through.


Chapter 77: Drawing Talismans_3