Handbook of Survival in the World of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 10 09: Aren't you going to spiral up to the sky?
For the next few days, Lu Liang got up early and returned late every day.

The work has basically been confirmed. Every day, it is nothing more than helping Granny Lin who has poor legs and feet to do some cleaning, and then watching Doudou practice and getting jealous when she is free, and then giving the spirit flower that Wang Neng found. Water the spirit grass to loosen the soil...

Lu Liang's small life was quite leisurely.

...Of course, except for the vortex that seems to be unable to be filled no matter how hard you try, everything else is pretty good.

It is said that dreams are a harbinger of real life, and Lu Liang has nightmares quite frequently. If he has to say where it started, he is not very clear, because he has died and traveled several times, and his memory has become more and more blurred. .

Dreams are always bizarre.

Waking up in the middle of the night, I would break out in a cold sweat every time and feel anxious for most of the day. In my last life, I had Master as my companion during the few years I met Master, but now I am alone again.

Sure enough, people are still social animals. After being alone for a long time, they long for personal companionship. When they get used to being accompanied by others, they will feel even lonelier when they suddenly lose it.

Fortunately, there is still some hope in terms of cultivation.

Lu Liang looked at his small vortex, it was still as dark as a black hole, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be much larger than before.

Lu Liang got up and got out of bed and began to wash.

It should be a bit of progress, right? Gained a lot of weight?Hey, what a black hole of desire and dissatisfaction.

Although the recovery ability of this body is good, the wound on the leg does not show any signs of improvement at all; because it has not spread, Lu Liang doesn't care about other things for the time being.

After all, this body seems to be unable to walk for many years. In order to exercise and strengthen his body, now Lu Liang runs to Wang Cheng's house every day.

After finishing the basic cleaning work, Granny Lin started to cook, and greeted Doudou to come back for dinner early, and the child ran away without a trace.

Lu Liang, on the other hand, carried a bucket of water with ease...to water the flowers.

I heard from Granny Lin that Wang Neng is a alchemy cultivator...he is the one who groped for himself. Although Wang Neng's aptitude is relatively common, he is a fire, wood and wind three spirit root, but he has a little bit of shit luck by coincidence. Not only that, Wang Neng also has few barriers in his cultivation, and now he has built five layers of foundations.

The sect that Lu Liang invested in in the first life of crossing majored in swordsmanship, but Lu Liang had also watched the alchemists in the sect refining elixirs up close, and even tried to refine some simple elixirs because he was a little interested , so I also have some experience in some simple refining methods; I am a little excited to know that Wang Nengyou is refining elixir, but Wang Neng has not returned for a long time, so he can only stare at Wang Nengzhong who deliberately dug it back from the wasteland. The spirit flower and spirit grass in the soil rich in aura were in a daze.

Can you spot the flowers just by staring?
Don't tell me, she really saw it...

The flowers and plants grow strangely and completely different from the ones she has seen before!

She couldn't tell where this f*ck was a spirit flower or a spirit grass, it was obviously a bunch of coquettish sluts!

For example... what the hell is that writhing triumphantly in the sun? !
The rhizome is half buried in the soil, and the half that is exposed to the air is divided into two strands. It is white and tender, especially like a butt, probably because it is too comfortable to be in the sun and is still twisting in the sun; and its leaves It looks as thick as a finger, but in fact it may be much thicker than a finger; the blade is not only thick but also wide, and it can swing back and forth when twisted, and the range is roughly drawn as an irregular circle with itself as the axis. Don't worry if the leaf falls and rotates in one direction, it can spiral up to the sky...

After staring at it for a few seconds, the corners of Lu Liang's mouth twitched. She couldn't cross the range of the twisting range with this step, so she had to choose a detour in embarrassment.

Of course, Lu Liang also made trouble quietly for a while, took a gourd cut in half and scooped up half a ladle of water, and raised the water with his hands.

Not only did it fail to water a certain plant that was basking in the sun, but most of the water was thrown back by the thick and wide leaves.

...Damn it, why do you want to go to heaven, you plant?
Lu Liang wiped the water all over his face, raised his hand and gave his middle finger to his twisting buttocks.

(End of this chapter)