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

"It's just that the dream made such a profound impression on me that, in the years that followed, I could still remember every detail of the dream, as if it had happened yesterday. So, when I had the same dream for the second time, I immediately remembered that I had dreamt it before."


Usually, the events that happen in dreams are vaguely recalled upon waking, but it's unlikely to remember all the details, since dreams are inherently a mixture of a person's countless stray thoughts.


A dream in which one can clearly recall every detail is indeed very strange, and can even be said not to be a dream at all.


But at this moment, Shu Guan did not interrupt Zhang Haotian's narration.


Chapter 80: The Bizarre Dream That Entangles a Lifetime (6000-Word Chapter)_3