"How is it? I'm just saying it? They have rules too." Mr. Chuan was proud.

"I'll go and save people!" Wang Meng stood up.

"Can you cure the disease?" Fengling looked at Wang Meng in surprise.

Master Chuan was also stunned.

"It seems to be true?" Wang Meng was acting subconsciously just now. At this time, he was asked by Feng Ling, scratching his head, and was not sure.

"Did you remember something?" Fengling asked.

"I seem to know medical skills, but I have no idea how to treat it yet." Wang Meng said truthfully.

"You go! Maybe you will think of a lot." Fengling said.

Wang Meng nodded and walked down the mountain.

As Feng Ling said, Wang Meng was indeed good at medical skills and remembered a lot.

Moreover, because of the healing of people, Wang Meng naturally took out the reserved medicine from the nano ring. Wang Meng also remembered the function of the ring.

There were many tribe members injured by Yitian tribe. They originally wanted to send them to the ancestral temple for sacrificial treatment, but Wang Meng was very fast and all of them were cured. Although they could not be cured immediately, they were no longer in danger.

The people of Yitian Tribe were even more shocked when they watched Wang Meng rejuvenate his wonderful hands and turned medicine with empty hands.

The sacrifice was also alarmed, and he made an exception and walked out of the ancestral temple to visit Wang Meng's residence.

The sacrifice of the Yitian tribe is a woman named Mia.

Mia wore a colorful robe, which was sewn with colorful bird feathers. She wore a hat on her head, which was also made with colorful bird feathers. There were two protruding golden feathers on the top of the hat.

Mia's face was covered with a layer of black veil. Looking closely, the black veil was cut into silk and woven.

Mia has black eyes, her eyes are like a pool of clear water. Looking at it, it gives people a feeling of shame and not daring to be blasphemy, but these smart eyes give people a feeling of being cold and arrogant and captivating.

Uncle Zulu respectfully led Mia to the bamboo house and quickly retreated.

"On behalf of the Yitian Tribe, Mia thanked the gods for healing the people of the Yitian Tribe, and thanked the gods for bringing the hope of Tamsui to the Yitian Tribe. May the glory of the great gods of Yitian bless the three gods to recover as soon as possible and return to the hometown of Tianshen as soon as possible." After Mia said that, her hands raised high, held a string of marine creatures with her left hand, and held a red feather in her right hand, and muttered words in her mouth.

"Do you know where the God's hometown is?" Wang Meng asked curiously.

The Mia sacrifice did not say that it was the world of the gods, but the hometown of the gods. Obviously, she saw something.

"The three gods will soon recover from memory, and someone will come to take the gods back from afar." Mia bent down, crossed her hands, placed them on her shoulders, and bowed deeply.

"Is our hometown in heaven or on land?" Fengling asked.

In fact, the three people don’t believe that they are gods. Can gods still get hurt and lose their memory?

"Mia's ability is limited, so she can only sense these. When the three gods descended, there were thunderstorms in the sky. After a shocking thunder, the three fell from the sky with golden light." Mia looked very sorry.

"Ah? The three of us were brought down by thunder?" Master Chuan widened his eyes.

"We were struck by lightning and lost our memory?" Feng Ling was also surprised.

Wang Meng felt ridiculous.

"How long will we stay here?" Wang Meng asked.

"I only see that when the island has endless fresh water like the outside world; when the island has light at night like the outside world; when the island has the fragrance of rice on the island; when the two tribes on the island are no longer fighting; when the island residents live a prosperous life. Come from a boat to pick up two gods." Mia said.

"Ah? Two? Why are they two?" Wang Meng was shocked.

"Mia doesn't know!" Mia said.

Wang Meng and the other two looked disappointed. Waiting for what Mia said, isn't this the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

"Have you left this island?" Wang Meng asked suddenly. He hadn't seen it outside, how could he know that there were endless fresh water and the light of the night outside?

"No, every generation of priests was designated when they were born. The priests could not be opened for their tribes throughout their lives. When Simba arrived here, he brought news from the outside world. Before, we didn't know that there was an outside world besides us." Mia said.

Wang Meng understood, so that's it.

Wang Meng looked up at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, looked at the stones all over the ground under his feet, and felt worried.

In his way, it is OK to build a freshwater pool here, but it is not impossible to build an electric light. The key is that there is a lack of equipment.

Even if Wang Meng wants to use hydropower and wind power generation, it is impossible without related equipment. And where can I find a light bulb?

As for eating rice, it is even more difficult. Wang Meng didn’t bring any seeds? Moreover, there is no fresh water here.

The land on this island is okay to grow grass and trees, but it is difficult to grow crops!

What's more, Wang Meng's memory is still one-sided and has not been fully recovered.

"Although I don't know what to do now, I will try my best to do it. Thanks to the priest for saving us." Wang Meng said.

"You don't have to be polite to the gods, this is all God's will! I believe that when the three gods restore their magic power, they will definitely succeed. Please!" Mia bowed.

"What does the sacrificial art of sacrificing the great master rely on?" asked Wang Meng good man.

He was very interested in the art of sacrifice.

"Man depends on God to be at peace, and God changes according to man. Observe the heaven, the earth, and all things. God changes with all things. Over time, the way will be accomplished!" Mia said respectfully, but she did not hide it.

The God she is talking about is the spirit.

Wang Meng and the other two thoughtfully, all looked at the sky, and suddenly became silent.

Soon, the three of them actually fell asleep with their eyes open.

Seeing this, Mia quietly retreated and reminded her clan members not to disturb the three gods who realized enlightenment.

Mia said something and Wang Meng and the other two suddenly realized and fell into practice.

When the sun rose again, Wang Meng and the other two woke up from the cultivators one after another.

The wind chime actually sat up.

Master Chuan is no longer lame.

Fengling and Master Chuan recovered overnight.

Wang Meng felt his internal strength surging at this moment.

"The art of sacrifice is not simple!" Wang Meng sighed deeply.

"Not bad! My recovery is pretty good, and it reminds me of many things, but it is still not comprehensive. The sacrificial arts are so superb, I believe Mia's words are well-founded. It seems that we will live here for a long time." Feng Ling said lazily.

"What did you remember?" Wang Meng asked.

"I remember, I am Guwu. Also, you and I are indeed husband and wife. There are also flight scenes. I was flying in the sky, my speed was too fast, and my body seemed to be torn apart, so I won't know after that." Feng Ling frowned and recalled.

"I also remembered something. I seemed to be very strong. I saw a shocking explosion. After that, there was fire around me. Then, a white light flashed and we flew..." Master Chuan suddenly said.

Boom, after hearing what Master Chuan said, Wang Meng blew in his mind. He also remembered some clips just now. The connection with the Feng Chime and Master Chuan had a lot of information.

"I remembered that Fengling is my wife. I didn't think of who Mr. Bai is, but our relationship should be pretty good. I also remembered that we are all ancient martial arts. We were fighting and there were a lot of people, and then there was a big explosion. After that, it seemed like I started something and we flew. I couldn't remember the others." Wang Meng said.

What Wang Meng remembered was not comprehensive.

"The battle of the gods? We were knocked down from the realm?" Master Chuan said with his big eyes.

"Take it down! A god of hair? A god of hair? That should be a battle of ancient martial arts, but how could there be a big explosion?" Wang Meng shook his head.

"What do you care about him? Anyway, we are gods in the Yitian tribe. Just don't embarrass the gods, hurry up and fulfill Mia's prophecy." Master Chuan said.

The wind chime nodded.

"Why me?" Wang Meng was unhappy.

"You are a man, would you let me go?" Feng Lingbai said to Wang Meng.

"I am your grandfather, you are my grandson. Do you let the old man go to work?" Master Chuan said naturally.

Wang Meng had nothing to say.

Wang Meng suddenly smiled and looked at Feng Ling: "Since you are my wife, can we live together?"

"Get out? You are so ugly, I'm not interested." Feng Ling stared at Wang Meng hard, and her image was also very terrifying.
Chapter completed!