Reborn in Another World
Synopsis: Lu Ziming is a young man down on his luck, drifting through life in society. He has dreams, ambitions, people who love him, and people he loves. Though his days are uneventful and money is always tight, he never expected something like getting hit by a huge truck that burst through a door, being carted away, and having his dull, unfulfilled life come to an end. What he doesn't know is that a new journey is about to begin. Ancient Chinese immortal arts are about to reveal their mysterious power in another world's lands. Low-key Ziming always manages to return safely from danger, and sparks fly in unexpected ways with all kinds of enchanting beauties.
"What the heck? Forbidden spells, secret arts, immortal arts? I don't want to learn any of that. I'm just a blacksmith!"
"Divine weapons and immortal treasures? I can make those in my sleep. Want one? Sure. Come line up when I'm in a good mood!" Lu Ziming said calmly, looking at the long queue of people outside his little shop.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Poetry and painting, on the smile of every flower, Painting poetry is the sound of footsteps chasing you and me, Poetry is the rhythm written in the sound of drums, The picture scroll is the pattern displayed on the flag. Everything has become a three-dimensional painting in the minds of people of all ethnic groups.
What is written in such a mess? One moment there is body building, another moment there is foundation building, and then there is a godhead, or is it a conscious godhead? How come all this mess got mixed in?