Good Luck And Double Cultivation

Chapter 528 The Saint’s Man

"Have you recovered your memory?"

Qiu Meng saw Zhou Lang remembering her name and asked quickly. Their clan is called the Jiulong Nomads. Her grandfather Qiu Canghu is the leader of this clan, and her parents are no longer here. She is the granddaughter of Qiu Canghu. , is also the saint and the most beautiful girl of this clan.

"I only remembered my name, I don't remember the rest."

Zhou Lang said with a confused look on his face. His head was severely concussed during the avalanche. The memories in his mind were shattered into pieces. He didn't know where he came from or who he was.

"Zhou Lang, if you can think of your own name, you can slowly think of other things." Qiu Meng comforted.

"Did you save me? Can you tell me the details of what happened?" Zhou Lang said after being silent for a long time. It is very painful for a person to lose his memory. He wanted to restore his memory as soon as possible.

"Your clothes are soaked. Let me find some clothes for you to put on." Qiu Meng said with a slightly red face. At this time, Zhou Lang was still only wearing a pair of big pants, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Then, she found Zhou Lang a piece of clothing made of animal skin and let Zhou Lang wear it.

While dressing, Zhou Lang suddenly saw the ancient copper coins passed down from his ancestors hanging around his neck and felt very intimate.

"I should always keep this copper coin with me." After getting dressed, he kept playing with this ancient copper coin, trying to find out some clues from this ancient copper coin.

But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember anything.

"I want to go for a walk." After a long time, Zhou Lang said to the old patriarch and Qiu Meng. Now that he has lost his memory, he has to figure out what is going on around him as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Qiu Meng said. She was young but a sensible girl. She just said softly and walked out of the accounting room with Zhou Lang.

It was getting late now, but the moon was rising.

The moonlight is like water, shining on this endless meadow. Zhou Lang's cultivation is still there. Because of taking the Nine-leaf Snow Lotus, the True Qi in his body is particularly abundant at this time.

His eyesight can naturally see very far.

Looking at the countless yurt-like tents on the meadow, he felt very strange. However, under the moonlight and stars, the countless tents on the meadow were lit with oil lamps. Under the night, they looked extremely beautiful. .

Zhou Lang just walked around like this, Qiu Meng stood side by side with him, but said nothing.

Zhou Lang lost his memory. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. He was confused about everything.

For the next period of time, Zhou Lang lived in the meadow of the Kowloon nomads. He originally wanted to visit the snowfield where his accident occurred, but the old patriarch and Qiu Meng asked Zhou Lang to recover because his body had not yet recovered. Lang first recovered in the tribe.

Zhou Lang often feels that his meridians are burning like fire. If Xinzhi does not solve this problem, his body will definitely have problems, and his cultivation may be completely destroyed. Although his memory is gone, he knows the importance of strength and he wants to recover. Memory, to find the original self, requires strong cultivation.

Therefore, he listened to the words of the old patriarch and Qiu Meng, and basically stayed in the old patriarch's tent to practice.

The effect of Nine-leaf Snow Lotus is very great. Zhou Lang can only run his skills and continuously absorb the vast True Qi contained in his body due to taking Nine-leaf Snow Lotus. Otherwise, he will really have no choice but to explode and die.

Therefore, in the past three months, apart from occasionally going out with Qiu Meng, he had been practicing continuously. He wanted to figure out who he was. He felt that he could not live without knowing, let alone die without knowing.

What Zhou Lang doesn't know is that in the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, Xiao Xi, Li Mengxue and others have been looking for. In addition to Xiao Xi, Du Zun, Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko who are monks, Li Mengxue and others' cultivation level As if it wasn't enough, it was very difficult to get to the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, so they took the time to practice.

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In three months, Li Mengxue and others all became Qi Refining Stage monks, and they were able to enter the snowfield and start searching for Zhou Lang.

But Zhou Lang was already thousands of miles away in the meadows of the Kowloon nomads. Even if they dug three feet into the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, they could not find Zhou Lang.

The snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain is already extremely cold, but in Swift Cloud City in Western Yunnan Province, spring is already blooming.

After searching for several months, Li Mengxue, Xiao Xi and others were completely disappointed and had no choice but to leave Jiulong Snow Mountain and return to Swift Cloud City.

Deng Qi did not return to Hong Kong, Zhao Xiaorou did not return to the provincial capital, and Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko did not return to the island country. They all lived in Zhou Lang's villa.

They knew that the chance of Zhou Lang surviving was very small, but they still hoped that Zhou Lang would come back one day.

Three months later, under Ye Meng's careful care, Zhou Lang's injuries fully recovered, and he fully adapted to life in the meadow. Apart from feeling empty in his heart, there was nothing wrong with it, because Qiu Meng treated him so well. It's good that with such a beautiful woman greeting him, he doesn't feel that life after amnesia is boring.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhou Lang and Qiu Meng went out side by side and took a walk on the meadow.

This nomadic tribe has a large number of people. According to Qiu Meng, there are tens of thousands of people, and this is a cultivation nomadic tribe. The adults are generally martial arts masters. The ones who stand out slightly are the monks of the Qi Refining Stage. The entire nomadic tribe, There are hundreds of Qi Refining Stage monks, and dozens of Foundation Building Stage monks.

Along the way, the two met many tribesmen. Qiu Meng was the granddaughter of the old tribe leader and a saint in the tribe, so people kept saluting Qiu Meng. And every time they saw Zhou Lang, even though they had seen her countless times before, they still felt... Look carefully at Zhou Lang.

The women were okay, they just looked at Zhou Lang secretly with curious expressions, but the men were different. Those unmarried men were full of hostility when they saw Zhou Lang.

"Qiu Meng, you are very kind to me, your grandfather is also very kind to me, and the women here are very kind to me. Why do young men always look at me with hostility when they see me?"

When no one was around, Zhou Lang couldn't help asking Qiu Mengdao, because it wasn't the first time he encountered this situation.

"Zhou Lang, you really don't know?" Qiu Meng stopped and asked.

"I really don't know." Zhou Lang said, "Please tell Miss Qiumeng."

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" Qiu Meng did not answer Zhou Lang's question directly. She looked at Zhou Lang with her bright eyes and asked with a hint of shyness, her eyes flickering.

"Of course you are beautiful. Although I have lost my memory, I think you are the most beautiful girl in the world." Zhou Lang said.

"You are right. I am the saint of our tribe. Every unmarried man likes me, but I have never looked at any man."

Qiu Meng said: "But after my grandfather and I rescued you and came back, you have been living in my grandfather's tent, and I have been taking care of you. Many people in the clan, or people in the tribe, think that My relationship with you is extraordinary."

"So that's it. It seems that your tribe is jealous." Zhou Lang suddenly realized: "You are my savior. Of course your relationship with me is not ordinary, but our relationship is pure."

"You think so, but others don't think so. Because you are a saint in the tribe, and you live in my and my grandfather's tent, they think you are my man."

Qiu Meng blushed and said.

I don’t know why, but after a few months, she found that she had a special feeling for Zhou Lang. Perhaps she was too familiar with the men in the tribe and had no novelty at all, while Zhou Lang came from the outside world. , her cultivation is not low, she likes strong men, so she vaguely likes Zhou Lang, otherwise, she would not let Zhou Lang live in her and her grandfather's tent. For several months, nothing happened. Do, take care of Zhou Lang wholeheartedly. "

"No one can refuse your beauty and kindness, but if you don't belong here, I will leave sooner or later." Zhou Lang said, "If this is the case, I can make an explanation to the people in the tribe."

"I am willing to leave with you." Qiu Meng said shyly: "Here in our country, if you let a man stay in your tent for a long time, you will admit your relationship with this man. Are you willing to take me away?"

"In that case, I will take you away. I don't know what kind of experience I have had before, but since I was rescued a few months ago, you have been the most important woman in my life."

Zhou Lang said, Qiu Meng is beautiful and kind, and there is no way he would not want such a girl.

"It's not an easy thing for you to take me away. Tomorrow is the Warrior's Day here. Regardless of life or death, any man must accept the challenge of others. I am a saint. You must defeat all challengers, because according to the rules of our tribe, only the strongest man in the tribe can possess me and become a man who is a saint."

Qiu Meng said.

"Although there are countless strong people in the tribe, no one is my opponent." Zhou Lang said confidently.

"What is your current cultivation level? I can tell you, there are several young talents, but the cultivation level in the middle stage of Foundation Building is still higher than mine. You can't take it lightly. If I am taken away by others, You will regret it for the rest of your life."

Qiu Meng said that although she felt that Zhou Lang was stronger than herself and Zhou Lang had taken Nine-leaf Snow Lotus, she was still a little worried because she knew that there must be more than one person who wanted to challenge Zhou Lang, at least dozens, or even There are hundreds of people, and any underage man who has entered the realm of cultivation will probably come to fight.

"Among the clan members, the one with the highest level of cultivation is the old clan leader, right?" Zhou Lang asked instead of answering Qiu Meng's question.

"Yes, my grandfather is at the peak of the Foundation Building Stage, only one step away from the Gold Core stage." Qiu Meng said truthfully.

"Then you can rest assured, I will never lose to the challenger." Zhou Lang smiled slightly and said confidently.

"I believe you." Qiu Meng nodded.

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The next night is the Warriors Festival of the Kowloon Nomads.

Warriors Day is the most grand festival of this tribe. In this tribe, the strong are respected, and only strong men can marry the most beautiful girls.

At nightfall, countless torches were lit on a meadow not far from the old patriarch's tent. The entire tribe, men, women, old and young, gathered around and formed a large circle several hundred meters in diameter.

The girls put on the most beautiful animal skin clothes, while the unmarried men geared up to duel with their love rivals to snatch the woman of their hearts.

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