Handbook of Survival in the World of Cultivating Immortals

What is life?
Lu Liang asked himself.

There were bursts of roaring thunder between the sky and the earth, and large dark clouds gathered to block the sun. Before the layers of clouds closed up, the last piece of light from the gap between the clouds happened to shine on Lu Liang's face. On her face, she narrowed her eyes and was stunned for a moment, with a slightly dazed expression.

But this stupefaction was fleeting, and the next moment she gritted her teeth and clenched the gleaming dagger in her hand, fighting with her enemy.

The clouds closed.

As the sprinkling brilliance was completely covered by dark clouds, the space between the sky and the earth also darkened, and more and more frequent thunder sounds seemed to resound in everyone's ears.

As the battle became more intense and the physical strength and energy were rapidly consumed, Lu Liang felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest in the next moment. The sound of the beating heart, together with the roaring thunder that resounded through the sky and the earth, and the sharp sound of the impact of weapons , seem to stretch the time together for a long, long time.

This rain has been brewing for a long time, first it fell to the ground sporadically and tentatively, and then from pattering to pouring down, but it was not as light and slow as it was at the beginning, as if it wanted to quickly wash away all the unclean things in this world, without any trace. It poured down mercilessly.

Fighting under such heavy rain is obviously very uncomfortable, it is so for Lu Liang's enemies, and it is even more so for Lu Liang himself.

Outnumbered and outnumbered, the contrast is huge.

But we have to fight.

Thanks to the careful teaching of the two masters, what she received in combat was the martial arts inherited from an ancient family belonging to another world.

It comes from the Mohist school with ancient inheritance and profound heritage, and the current situation of Qingluan Small World—the sect that can be regarded as ancient has become the dust of history, and only the various ruins scattered in the corners of the world are waiting for explorers Let's go and find a few words that have been forgotten in time. The current pattern of the ten great families of the two kingdoms has only been established for more than three hundred years-compared with the two, the martial arts inherited by the Mohist school is naturally more subtle.

Because of this, she was able to persist until now under the siege of so many people.

Lu Liang was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly recalled the first time he met Master.

It turns out...it's been so long.

……

Lu Liang woke up in a jolt, but she didn't open her eyes immediately.

His mind was still dizzy, and all kinds of human figures stretched and swayed, and even the ordinary ones looked hideous like ghosts.But for Lu Liang, these things have long been taken for granted.

With difficulty, Lu Liang used an unimaginable proficiency to separate his mind from these monsters, and calmly cut off and discarded the polluted areas. When the little girl regained her clarity, she finally began to sort out the current situation.

The eyeballs rolled slightly under the eyelids, and Lu Liang gradually heard the subtle voices that had been mixed in the nightmare and covered up by various roars, abuse, and cynicism.

It should be the sound of some beast's feet constantly trampling the ground, mixed with the gasp of the beast, and higher than these sounds are the men's constant curses.

Hearing the vicious words uttered by the familiar yet unfamiliar male voice, Lu Liang's hairs suddenly rose, but he quickly suppressed his body's reaction desperately. Fortunately, the man's attention was not on her, and he didn't realize that she had already Wake up to the fact.

……Yes.

Lu Liang quickly recalled what happened before.

Dim and flickering lights, a woman's silly face, and a man's shadow on the wall like a devil.

...and then she was taken away.

Although he didn't know where he was now, the first thought in Lu Liang's mind was not to "escape".

To be precise, she couldn't escape.

Her legs were abolished by a vicious man with a curse method obtained from an unknown ruin. My brother once guessed that it was probably a cultivating sect.I don't know what that man got from this curse, and the long-term pain surrounded Lu Liang who was still young at that time.

The cursed legs will rot and ooze pus, causing endless pain. From the pain to the cold sweat and convulsions to the habitual endurance, brother Lu Nuan tried every means and even risked his life to find the medicine for her. After experiencing so many things in a short period of time, Lu Liang became more mature overnight.

Just like the names they gave themselves, Lu Nuan and Lu Liang—like fish drinking water, they know whether they are warm or not.

Born in this world, they have experienced pain that most people have never experienced. Faced with this seemingly hopeless future, they still choose to earn their own glimmer of hope.

Relying on extremely high endurance to eliminate the influence of pain, Lu Liang quietly felt the present moment.

wind, sound...

For Lu Liang, who had no chance to go out of the house to the outside world since he was born, this was actually a very fresh experience.After her leg was crippled, looking at the sky outside the window every day, the thing she longed for most was that her brother could come back safely and tell her what happened outside.

It is indeed the first time to "go abroad", but unfortunately it is not the form she expected.

There is no way or chance to escape, so the only thing to think about now is how to survive.

In order to survive, they can do whatever it takes. This is the common cognition of the brothers and sisters who are used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world.

No matter what, as long as there is life, there is hope.

A dead man cannot have everything.

After comprehensive perception, Lu Liang finally came to a conclusion that made her feel desperate. The man was probably going to leave her in the wilderness.

I don't know how long it has been since I fainted, and the speed of riding a beast is far beyond ordinary people, so where did I go deep into the wasteland now?
Every time he thought about it, Lu Liang felt his heart sink a bit.

It wasn't until the man finally felt that it was almost done that he pulled the rein to stop the beast, and also stopped the non-stop swearing along the way.

Lu Liang, who closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, felt her hair being roughly grabbed by a man. The pain caused by her hair tearing her scalp made Lu Liang's hands twitch slightly. The effect of the soul smoke was ignorant, so she felt that the man grabbed her hair and slammed it on the ground.

The body bounced on the ground inertially before rolling to the ground. Lu Liang, who was in severe pain all over his body, gritted his teeth hard to force himself not to make a sound, and buried his face in the mud.

The continuous pain made her consciousness more and more drowsy. In the mist, the man seemed to swear a few more words, but Lu Liang couldn't hear them at all. She endured the pain all over her body and patiently waited for the man to leave without hesitation. The sound of hooves stomping on the ground went away for a long time before finally daring to pull his face out of the mud.

Just panting for a moment, the tense nerves relaxed, Lu Liang tilted his head and passed out again.

When he woke up again, Lu Liang was woken up from the cold.

Staring at the starless and moonless dark sky with his eyes open, Lu Liang thought of death for a moment.

It's been so painful, why is she still alive?

Yes, this is the story line of the original Lu Liang, that is, the ghost car Lu Liang.

Without Lu Liang's sudden intrusion, her life would be a different path, and a different direction in this world. Before everything ends, she still has to work hard to survive.

Dreams Come True, whose dream is it? Maybe someone will taste it.