Good Luck And Double Cultivation

Chapter 527 Awakening

"This medicine can only be brewed in a jade basin. If you use other containers, it will lose its effect."

The old patriarch answered Qiu Meng and went to boil the medicine.

Qiu Meng came to Zhou Lang's side, checked Zhou Lang's body a little, and fixed her eyes on the simple copper coin on Zhou Lang's neck.

Zhou Lang's quaint copper coins have always been hung around his neck. Under normal circumstances, only the red string tied to it can be seen, but yesterday when the old patriarch carried Zhou Lang back, he gave Zhou Lang loose

"What is this?" Yasang then noticed this inconspicuous copper coin.

"This should be a treasure. Without this treasure, he would probably be dead."

Qiu Meng recalled that when she found Zhou Lang, a pile of snow melted around him, and this copper coin shone brightly, which was very dazzling. She was basically sure that it should be this ancient copper coin that melted the thick ice and snow. Without this copper coin, Zhou Lang would not have been discovered by her and his grandfather. At such a low temperature and without oxygen, he would have definitely died.

"Is this thing a treasure too? Let me take a look." Yasang said in disbelief. He walked up to Zhou Lang's side and wanted to take off the ancient copper coin around Zhou Lang's neck.

"Don't move."

But Qiu Meng pushed it away with Yasang's big hand.

"What's wrong?" Yasang asked in confusion.

"He is alive, and there is still a little warmth in his heart. It is likely that this ancient copper coin is warming. What if you take away his things and he dies?"

Qiu Meng said nervously, and she glared at Yasang, as if she thought Yasang, a big man, was brainless and impetuous.

"You seem to care about him?" Ya Sang glanced at Zhou Lang, then looked at Qiu Meng and said, his words were full of jealousy, needless to say, this big man in his early thirties must like Qiu Meng in his heart.

"What do you mean?" Qiu Meng pretended not to understand, but in fact she was a smart girl, how could she not understand this?

"I was very good to you when you were very young, but you were never nervous about me. He is just a stranger. How could you care about him so much? Your behavior makes me very sad. "

Ya Sang said.

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I wanted to save his life, but I didn't think too much about it like you. You guarded him for almost a whole day. You worked hard, so let's take a rest." .”

Qiu Meng said.

"Then I'll leave first." Yasang said with some displeasure.

"Why doesn't this Yasang understand my thoughts? I just treat him as a brother or a friend, but he wants to think wildly."

Qiu Meng thought to herself as she looked at Ya Sang's back as she left.

About an hour later, the old patriarch came over with a jade basin of medicine.

"Feed it to him. This medicine is very precious. Don't waste it." The old patriarch said to Qiu Meng.

"good."

Qiu Meng reached the edge of the bed, helped Zhou Lang up, and then started to give Zhou Lang medicine with a jade spoon.

Although Zhou Lang's heart was still slightly warm, his hands and feet were a little stiff, and now he was completely unconscious. It can be said that he is not much different from a dead person now.

"Grandpa, come and help. He is unconscious, and he can't swallow the medicine soup without opening his mouth." After Qiu Meng found that it was difficult to feed Zhou Lang the medicine, she quickly asked her grandfather to come over to help.

The old patriarch came to Zhou Lang, pinched Zhou Lang's chin, and Zhou Lang's mouth opened.

Qiu Meng patiently fed Zhou Lang the decoction made from Nine-leaf Snow Lotus with a jade spoon.

At this time, Zhou Lang was completely unconscious, so he couldn't swallow the medicine by himself, he had to pour it in. It was not something that could be done in one go, but the old patriarch and Qiu Meng were very patient. It took an hour to finish the medicine.

Afterwards, Qiu Meng put Zhou Lang on the bed and observed Zhou Lang's situation. Snow Lotus is said to be able to live the dead, but how effective it is, whether it can save Zhou Lang, she and her grandfather have no idea. Absolute certainty.

Soon, Zhou Lang's face became flushed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still did not wake up.

"Grandpa, what's going on?" Qiu Meng said worriedly.

"It should be the Nine-leaf Snow Lotus that has the effect." The old patriarch said.

About ten minutes later, Zhou Lang began to sweat profusely and his face turned red, as if he had a fever.

"Is he okay?" Qiu Meng became even more worried.

The old patriarch also became a little nervous and began to take Zhou Lang's pulse.

"The effect of Snow Lotus Nine Leafs is too powerful. Now there are many True Qi in his dantian and meridians. If these True Qi continue to increase, he will be in danger."

The old patriarch's cultivation level was not low, and he immediately felt the vision of True Qi in Zhou Lang's body.

"Then what should we do now?" Qiu Meng asked anxiously.

"His cultivation level is very high, far above ours. Now he really can only resign himself to his fate." The old patriarch sighed.

…

When Zhou Lang was in extreme danger, Xiao Xi and others were still searching for traces of Zhou Lang on the snowfields of Jiulong Snow Mountain.

Zhou Lang was already thousands of miles away in the meadow, so Xiao Xi and others naturally worked in vain.

They carried out a carpet-like search, which did not count as climbing up, but when they reached the top, the coldness was so deep that even Xiao Xi, Wudang leader Taoist Priest Qingxuan and others could not bear it.

"Xiao Xi, look, the snow here is not thick anymore. It's obvious that there was an avalanche here, and the snow has rolled down below. We can't bear the cold, and there is no need to look up."

Taoist Master Qingxuan stopped and suggested to Xiao Xi.

"Taoist Master, I am the weapon spirit of Brother Lang's ancestral copper coin Universe Palace. I just suddenly vomited blood and was injured the night before. Therefore, I think Brother Lang is just in danger now. He should still be alive in this world."

But Xiao Xi said that she would not leave Jiulong Snow Mountain until she found Zhou Lang.

"So many of us have searched everywhere we can. The only explanation now is that Zhou Lang was buried in snow blocks. These snow blocks, after tens or even hundreds of meters, will be buried in the ground." Finding the people inside is no different from finding a needle in a haystack."

Taoist priest Qingxuan said.

"What shall we do now?" Xiao Xi asked anxiously.

"We have no choice but to leave. No one can bear to stay in this snowy field for a long time." Taoist priest Qingxuan said.

"I won't leave." Xiao Xi said firmly: "Now I will take you down the mountain and take you back to Wudang by plane, but I will always be here waiting for Brother Lang."

She is the spirit of Zhou Lang's ancestral copper coin. Her feeling is still very accurate. She believes that Zhou Lang is not dead.

At this point, Taoist Master Qingxuan had nothing to say and had no choice but to go down the mountain.

After everyone went down the mountain, Li Mengxue, Xiao Xi and others discussed that they would not give up, but were going to find a place to live near Jiulong Snow Mountain and climb mountains every day to look for Zhou Lang. For them, Zhou Lang was theirs. Heaven, their earth.

And all the masters from Wudang have returned to Wudang.

…

Zhou Lang's body temperature was getting higher and higher. Not only was his forehead sweating, but his clothes were also wet with sweat.

"Cool him quickly!"

The old patriarch said that he started to take off his clothes like Zhou Lang.

Soon, Zhou Lang was left with only a pair of underpants. His body became red, and the meridians all over his body became very prominent. You could even see True Qi swimming in his meridians and blood vessels with the naked eye.

But Zhou Lang's figure is really good. He looks relatively thin, but after taking off his clothes, his whole body looks very lean, without any fat at all.

Qiu Menghe was obviously still a young girl. When she saw Zhou Lang's body, she blushed.

But then she sat cross-legged next to Zhou Lang, put her hands on Zhou Lang's chest, and started exercising.

With her exercise, the temperature inside the tent dropped a lot, and the redness on Zhou Lang's body began to slowly fade away.

A few hours passed and it was dusk.

There was a change of people in the middle, and the old patriarch replaced Qiu Meng. With Qiu Meng's skill, he could only exercise for two hours before he couldn't hold it anymore. After Qiu Meng meditated and recovered True Qi, he cooled down Zhou Lang again.

The old patriarch went to the side to adjust his breath.

Suddenly, Zhou Lang's eyelids began to move a little, but Qiu Meng had been practicing his skills and didn't notice much.

After a while, Zhou Lang's eyelids moved even more and began to open slowly.

Zhou Lang regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was sleeping on the bed wearing only a pair of big pants, and next to him, sitting cross-legged, was a beautiful woman wearing animal skin clothes with her eyes slightly closed.

This beauty's slender hands and slender thighs were all exposed.

"This...where is this?" Zhou Lang looked around, but found that he was completely unfamiliar with the surrounding environment. He seemed to have forgotten who he was and didn't know what happened to him, he said softly.

"Are you awake?"

Qiu Meng naturally heard Zhou Lang's words. She took a long breath, and finally felt a stone fall in her heart, and stopped exercising.

"Where is this?" Zhou Lang asked again.

"You were buried by an avalanche in Jiulong Snow Mountain. My grandfather and I rescued you and cured your illness with the most precious magical medicine, Nine-leaf Snow Lotus."

Qiu Meng explained.

"Then who am I?" Zhou Lang was stunned, and asked after a long time: "Why did I appear in the Jiulong Snow Mountain?"

"You don't remember anything?" Qiu Meng thought to herself. Could it be that this young man was injured in the avalanche and lost his memory?

"Young man, think about it slowly."

When the old patriarch heard that Zhou Lang had woken up, he rushed over immediately. When he saw Zhou Lang like this, he knew that Zhou Lang might have temporarily lost his memory, so he quickly comforted him.

Zhou Lang sat up, covering his head and thinking painfully.

He grabbed his hair, as if trying to piece together the fragmented memories in his mind.

"My name is Zhou Lang."

After a long time, Zhou Lang said that he finally remembered his name.

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