"You, can you save them?" The leader of Tianshan Sword Sect looked at Lou Xuanji expectantly.
Lou Xuanji's expression remained unchanged as he said, "You'll know only after you've seen it."
Is it really possible
Swish, swish, swish!
Everyone in the field stood up: "Master Lou, please follow me, I will take you there."
The group, together with the people from Tianshan Sword Sect, took Lou Xuanji and walked inside.
The other disciples of Tianshan Sword Sect had already helped Jian Wushuang and Xuehua change into clean clothes.
Jian Wushuang looked unwilling, but Xuehua looked very calm. There was no change in their expressions, and they looked as if they were asleep.
When the disciples of Tianshan Sword Sect saw that their leader had brought so many people with him, they all stepped aside and saluted.
But how could everyone care about these things at this moment
"Master Lou, these two children are right here, please show them to them."
Lou Xuanji stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and touched the pulses of Jian Wushuang and Xuehua.
"really!"
Both of them were breathless and their pulses had stopped beating.
According to common sense, he is indeed dead.
Everyone stared at Lou Xuanji's expression, and when they saw her speak, they hurriedly asked, "Lou Mansion Master, how is it?"
"They can still be saved."
"ah?"
"How is it possible? He's clearly... already dead..."
"That's great! It's really great!"
Xia Suyi also hesitated and asked, "Miss, can this really be saved?"
Lou Xuanji nodded: "Well, most people are dead when they die. However, you don't know that once a cultivator reaches the level of Martial Ancestor, he will undergo a complete transformation. Even if he really has no breath, his soul can be guaranteed to be immortal within a few days... The specific number of days depends on the strength of the person!"
"Martial Ancestor?"
Many people in the field did not know what Martial Ancestor was.
"We are now Martial Emperors. The next level up is Martial Ancestor. The Holy Tower persecutes Jianzi and the others in every way just for the power of Martial Ancestor."
When she said this, everyone in the room also remembered that there was a period of time in the Holy Pagoda when the Holy Pagoda masters and others exclaimed that Prince Yu and Jian Wushuang had comprehended the power of the Martial Ancestor...
"Xuehua also comprehended the power of the Martial Ancestor?"
Lou Xuanji glanced at the Tianshan Sword Sect elder who had spoken: "No, the Second Sword Master did not comprehend the Martial Ancestor's power. Even the Martial Ancestor's power that the First Sword Master comprehended was not enough to protect their souls from extinction. The Martial Ancestor's power that truly protects them is the power of the Holy Luck within them."
"Holy Luck..."
"That's right. The Holy Luck in the Holy Land is the blood and energy of a true Martial Ancestor after his death. In the battle between the Holy Sons, they all gained a lot of Holy Luck. That Holy Luck is now stored in their bodies and integrated with their bones and blood, giving them the power of the Martial Ancestor... Fortunately, they have enough Holy Luck in their bodies to keep their souls immortal."
"! Really? Great! Then how do we save them?"
"I can help these two. I will take them away later and send them back to Tianshan Sword Sect in about a month. However, the Holy Tower must not know about this." Lou Xuanji said calmly.
Everything has to be paid for, not to mention saving two dead people. For so many years, she has been avoiding contact with more people, especially people like the Saint Tower...
I hope they won't find out this time...
She also wanted to spend more time with Qianxue...
Lou Xuanji closed his eyes and suppressed his emotions: "After I take them away, just pretend I was never here. Continue to do what you planned to do before. It's best not to let the Holy Tower know that they can still be saved, otherwise, they will keep pestering me."
Continue in a moment.
(End of this chapter)