Strongest Eccentric Consort

"You, can you save them?" Sect Master of Tianshan Sword Sect looked at Lou Xuanji expectantly.

Lou Xuanji's expression on her face remained unchanged, and she said, "You have to see it before you know."

Is it really possible?

Brush!

Everyone stood up in the room: "Palace Lord, please follow me, I will take you there."

Together with the people of Tianshan Jianzong, the group led Lou Xuanji towards the inside.

The other disciples of Tianshan Jianzong had already helped Jian Wushuang and Xuehua to change into clean clothes.

Jian Wushuang was not reconciled, but Xuehua's expression was very calm, and the two of them didn't change their faces, as if they were asleep.

Seeing that the Sect Master brought so many people here, the disciples of the Sword Sect of Tianshan retreated and saluted.

But how can everyone care about these now?

"Palace Lord, these two children are here, you can show them quickly."

Lou Xuanji stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and probed the pulse of Jian Wushuang and Xuehua.

"really!"

The two of them were breathless, and their pulse stopped beating.

According to common sense, it is indeed dead.

Everyone stared at Lou Xuanji's expression, and when she saw her opening, they quickly asked: "Palace Lord, how?"

"They are still saved."

"what?"

"How is it possible? Obviously...has been breathless..."

"It's great! It's great!"

Xia Suyi also hesitated: "Miss, this, really, can you save it?"

Lou Xuanji nodded: "Well, most people are dead when they die. But, you don't know, once a cultivator reaches the level of Martial Ancestor, there will be a reborn change. The soul will not die within a day... the specific number of days depends on the strength of that person!"

"Wu Zu?"

Many people in the field didn't know what Wuzu was.

"We are Emperor Wu now, and Emperor Wu is a higher level, as Wuzu. The Holy Tower persecuted Jianzi and them in every possible way, just for the strength of Wuzu."

When she said this, everyone in the room also remembered that in the Holy Tower, there was a period of time when Shengta Da Neng and others exclaimed that it was Prince Yu and Jian Wushuang who realized the power of Wuzu...

"Xuehua also comprehend the power of Wuzu?"

Lou Xuanji glanced at the Tianshan Sword Sect elder who had spoken: "No, the second sword did not comprehend the martial ancestor power, and even the martial ancestor power that the first sword has understood is not enough to keep their souls immortal, and truly protect them The power of martial ancestors is the power that belongs to the holy luck in their bodies."

"Holy Fortune..."

"Yes, the holy luck in the holy land is transformed by blood after the death of a real martial ancestor. In the battle of the saint children, they all got a lot of holy luck. Those holy luck are now stored in their bodies, The fusion of bones and blood gave them the power of martial ancestors...and fortunately, they have enough holy luck in their bodies to keep their souls immortal."

"! Really? Great! Then how do we save them?"

"I can take action with the two of them, and I will take them away later, and I will send them back to Tianshan Sword Sect in about a month. However, this matter cannot be let Holy Tower know." Lou Xuanji said calmly.

Everything has to pay a certain price, not to mention saving two people who have died. For so many years, she has been avoiding contact with more people, especially avoiding people who existed like Santa...

I hope they won’t be discovered this time...

She also wanted to accompany Qianxue more...

Lou Xuanji closed her eyes and suppressed the emotions in her heart: "After I took them away, you just assumed that I had never been here. What did you plan to do before? Continue to do it. It is best not to let Santa know that they are still saved. Will be entangled."