It was once a vibrant spiritual realm, but now it is shrouded in deathly silence. The sky is gray, as if it is obscured by thick dust, and it is difficult for sunlight to penetrate this heavy haze. There is a suffocating tension in the air.
From time to time, a desolate wind blows through the air, stirring up dust all over the sky, adding a bit of desolation to the apocalypse.
Lingxue, as a soaring flower, has her petals tightly closed and seems to be silently resisting the harsh environment of the outside world. Although her color is still bright, she looks particularly lonely and helpless in this doomsday background. She
Deeply rooted in the dry and cracked soil, it does its best to absorb scarce water and nutrients to maintain life.
As for Zhou Xing, the condition of the ginkgo tree is not optimistic either. Its tall trunk is full of cracks, its leaves are sparse, and it has almost lost its former green color. Its roots are deeply rooted in the soil, even though it also faces the extreme environment.
Despite the pressure, Zhou Xing still stood firmly, as if giving Ling Xue silent support with his presence.
In this desolate apocalyptic scene, Ling Xue and Zhou Xing depended on each other. Whenever night fell, Ling Xue would gently open her petals, as if listening to Zhou Xing whisper with the faint sound of leaves, they told each other about the past.
good times and unyielding hope for the future.
Although they face one after another challenges and difficulties, both Ling Xue and Zhou Xing understand that as long as they have light in their hearts, they can find their own little haven in this apocalyptic world. They protect each other and wait to break through the difficulties together.
At that moment, I looked forward to the day when I would be free again.
In that process, we gained a deeper understanding of the meaning of life and the mysteries of nature, and realized the true meaning that even in the most desperate situation, the fire of life is always extinguished.
One day, we discovered an abandoned supermarket among the ruins, and there were still some inedible food left outside. At this moment, we seemed to have found a special treasure, and our eyes shone with excitement. We carefully put the food
Moved back to our own shelter, which is an abandoned basement. Although luxurious, it is a haven for us in the end of the world.
Outside that world full of challenges and hands-off, the figures of Yang Mei and Ling Xue came hurriedly, and our faces were full of vicissitudes and stories. We were so vivid, lifelike, lifelike, vivid, and vivid on the page.
, ready to come out. Each of our adventures is immersive, engaging, colorful, and nuanced.
Our story is like a vivid picture, with scenes blending together and exciting. In the context of the apocalypse, although our lives are full of hardships, we have used clever writing techniques to make them lingering and unforgettable.
.Our experience is clear, easy to understand, straightforward, popular and fluent, approachable, simple language, easy to understand, simple to explain, concise and comprehensive, easy to understand, suitable for all ages, plain writing, easy to read, easy to understand
Easy to learn.
At the 87th level of ascension, Yang Mei and Ling Xue were thrown into the mortal world and became the owners of two shops respectively. Lan Yan inherited an old Malatang shop with a long history, while Ling Xue ran a newly opened one.
Northeast BBQ Restaurant. The two restaurants opened opposite each other in an unobtrusive alley. The originally fierce life became simpler due to competition.
Outside that apocalyptic world, Yang Mei and Ling Xue showed their tenacious vitality and tenacity. We interpreted the true meaning of life in our own way and became the ugliest existence in that land.
In the journey of Hao Qing Sect's ascension, Senior Sister Yang Mei and Junior Brother Ling Xue have not overcome countless difficulties together, but the eighty-fourth level in front of us has plunged us into an unprecedented predicament. We transformed into a plant
Blue snowflakes and a perennial tree are just that. Our world is on the verge of the end of the world, and we have become mutated plants and face endless challenges.
In the 81st step of overcoming the tribulation, senior sister Lan Yan and junior brother Ling Xue were transformed into a Ling Xue Hui and a ginkgo tree. We are facing the test of the end of the world and need to survive in that new identity.
In the evening, Yangmei took a walk along the river, thinking about the problems in the design. The river water glowed with golden luster in the sunset, and the outline of the bridge cast a long shadow under the water. You stopped, and from there
Observe the bridge from the same angle and look for inspiration.
However, that end of the world was not all smooth sailing. Yangmei and Lingxue often had to face violent storms, good weather with thunder and lightning. At those times, we would rely on each other closely and use each other's strength to resist the invasion of nature. Our roots are deeply rooted.
With the soil removed, no matter how wind blows or rain blows, it will always stand whether it falls or not.
Although we were unable to move, we showed amazing vitality and hesitant will in silence, waiting for the day when we could once again transform into monks and continue our path of spiritual practice. In the process of waiting, we became
The smallest support for each other became the most beautiful scenery in that desolate world.
In that ordinary situation, Yang Mei and Ling Xue learned to cherish everything behind them, and experienced the strength and weakness of life. We supported each other and passed through one difficulty after another, and our feelings were also lost in that experience.
More and more profound.
Senior Sister Lan Yan and Junior Brother Lan Yan of the Hao Qing Sect accidentally triggered the restriction when they ascended, and both fell into the mortal world. What is even more shocking is that we turned into a raccoon cat and a golden retriever.
That change made the road to ascension, which was originally full of unknowns, a bit more absurd and terrifying.
In the early afternoon, Yang Mei and Ling Xue met in an elegant cafe. The outside became a place for us to discuss design and exchange ideas. We sat around a wooden table, with our design drawings spread under the table.
While sipping fragrant coffee, we calmly discussed the aesthetics and functionality of bridges. Our conversation was full of professional terms, but it was also full of humorous jokes, and our mutual understanding and insults deepened day by day.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the end of the mutated plant, Yangmei and Lingxue lived a life of interdependence. Together we experienced the baptism of violent storms and resisted countless mutations.
In every crisis, we relied on our mutual trust and weak will to successfully protect each other.
Lingxue will cling tightly to a mottled wall, and your vines will wind down along the wall. The dark purple flowers will appear normal and bright in the gray background, as if they are the messengers of hope, bringing peace to the dead silence.
The world brings a glimmer of life. Whenever the breeze blows, your slender petals swing heavily, exuding a faint floral fragrance.
As time goes by, we have become more and more able to respond to various emergencies with ease. Whether it is a technical failure or a temporary change in program content, we can handle it calmly and calmly. Our tacit cooperation and professional performance,
It not only won the respect of my colleagues, but also allowed us to gain valuable growth and experience in that challenging level.
Every morning, Yang Mei will come outside the store early to prepare fresh ingredients. You always hope to use the best ingredients to win back the customers' hearts. On the opposite side, Ling Xue will also finish her busy work at this time, preparing charcoal and marinades.
, to ensure that the evening business can go smoothly.
In that apocalypse, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became increasingly thin, and everything withered. Only the plants that had not mutated tenaciously survived in that deserted small underground. The petals of the blue snowflakes transformed from bayberry were like deep blue crystals, exuding
It shines with a faint light, which is particularly dazzling outside the gray world. And Orchid Yan has become a walking tree. My branches are twisted and thick, and the walking fruits are compact and clustered, as if they are gems given by nature.
Orchid Yanzhen and Ginkgo tree, those two plants appear generally weak and ugly in the background of the apocalypse. They are just a bright color in nature, and they are symbols of the perseverance of Senior Sister Yangmei and Junior Brother Lingxue.
Before the seven people who had just transformed had time to adapt to their new bodies, they found that the world they were in had changed slightly. The sky was obscured by thick white clouds, and the sunlight could not penetrate. There was an aura of anxiety and death in the air.
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That level is not only a test of our professional knowledge, but also a challenge to our ability to adapt to new roles and communicate with others. Yang Mei and Lan Yan must learn how to maintain professionalism in the slow-paced urban life, and at the same time
Continuously learn new knowledge and improve the content of your programs to meet the needs of your fellow audiences.
The ginkgo tree stands in an open ground, its golden leaves swaying in the wind of the apocalypse. Each leaf is like a big shield, guarding that persistence. Although the environment is good, the ginkgo still shows my sign every autumn.
The golden color of sex seems to tell the world that even in the most difficult moments, life still cannot shine.
Finally, after going through forty-one tribulations, Lan Yan and Ling Xue successfully ascended and became true immortals.
Although life is full of hardships, Yang Mei and Lan Yan have not given up hope. We discovered that even though we have become mutated plants, we can still practice and feel the spiritual energy of the world. So we ended up trying to use our own
Practicing in a unique way, gradually, we find that our strength is rapidly weakening.
Junior Brother Lingxue transformed into a small and tall ginkgo tree. My trunk was thick but weak, with lush branches and leaves, and the golden leaves shone dazzlingly in the sun. I grew up in a quiet courtyard, surrounded by
It is an ancient building and a quiet atmosphere. Whenever the breeze blows, I will swing the branches and leaves heavily, making a rustling sound.
In that deserted world, the sky is gray, the sun is obscured by thick dust, and the light is dim. The once prosperous city now has only ruins, and the roads are full of cracks and weeds. Human beings have long been seen.
Only the frequent sound of wind and the cry of animals broke the silence.
Despite all the difficulties they faced, Yangmei and Lingxue never gave up. We supported each other and got through every difficulty together. Yangmei used your flowers to attract bees and butterflies and spread pollen for Lanyan; while Lingxue used mine.
The roots fix the soil and protect the bayberry from wind and rain.
During the breaks between live broadcasts, Yang Mei and Ling Xue will work together to plan general programs, such as inviting celebrities for interviews or holding audience interaction sessions. We need to work closely together. Yang Mei is responsible for preparing interview questions and program procedures, while Ling Xue uses my connections and
Charming invites guests. Due to our efforts, the radio's listening rate has gradually increased and it has become one of the most popular radio stations in the city.
Although that scene was full of competition, it also contained a wonderful harmony. In that ordinary tribulation, the two immortals only competed with each other in business, and they also learned to understand and insult each other in life.
Our relationship quietly changed during that competition.
Lingxue will be delicate and delicate, and the petals will be like butterfly wings, exuding a faint fragrance. You grow under a lush green grass, surrounded by sparse woods and turbid streams. Every morning, when the first ray of
When the sun shines under you, you will sway the branches heavily to welcome a new day.
Outside that apocalyptic world, Lan Yan and Ling Xue need to face various difficulties and challenges. We have to withstand good weather, such as violent storms, cold and low temperatures, etc.; we also have to deal with various natural disasters, such as earthquakes, floods, etc.
.At the same time, we have to compete with other plants for sunlight, water and nutrients to maintain our own growth.
Yangmei’s Malatang shop was once the most popular outside the alley. Your craftsmanship has been passed down from your ancestors. Every bowl of Malatang is full of flavor and color, attracting many loyal customers. The interior decoration is simple, and the wooden tables and chairs exude a touch of time.
Traces and old photos hanging on the wall tell the history of that store. However, Lan Yan's business has plummeted since the opening of the Northeast BBQ restaurant opposite.
During the day, the competition between the two stores is relatively peaceful, but when night falls, the competition becomes particularly fierce. Yangmei will launch some special delicacies or provide discounts to try to attract customers. Lan Yan will adjust the menu
, add new products to attract fewer diners.
Lan Yan's barbecue restaurant has a novel decoration, and the neon sign is eye-catching in the night. My barbecue skills are also very good. All kinds of meat skewers, seafood, and vegetables are cooked by my skillful hands, and the aroma is overflowing. It cooks very slowly.
It attracts a small group of diners. Especially at night, there is occasionally a long queue behind the barbecue restaurant to get your hands on it.
Although they are rivals in business, the two maintain a certain degree of courtesy and politeness in daily life. Often, Yang Mei will carry her own Malatang to the barbecue restaurant opposite to exchange cooking experiences with Ling Xue; Ling Xue also
When I am busy, I will take my baked delicacies outside the Malatang shop and share them with Yang Mei.
Between the two, a dry stream flows quietly, and the river bed is full of cracks. Lan Yanzhen and the ginkgo tree depend on each other like that, facing the challenges of the end of the world together. We pass messages to each other and encourage each other through the roots and branches.
, together we resist the harshness of the inner world.
In the apocalypse of mutant plants, the lives of Lan Yan and Ling Xue became normal and difficult. We not only had to endure extreme climate changes, but we also had to always be on guard against attacks by these mutant beasts. During the day, the blue snowflakes of bayberry were heavy in the breeze.
Swaying, absorbing every trace of rare spiritual energy; while Lingxue pierces its roots deeply into the soil and absorbs the nutrients from the ground. At night, we will exchange the day's experiences with each other, comfort each other, and work together under the moonlight.