Back in Yuan City, all Xuansheng were not busy celebrating this perfect counterattack.
Instead, they are all running for the sacrificed Xuansheng.
Just as Jiang Beiran expected, these Xuansheng had more "life and death" experience than he did.
However, their confidence was not as strong as Jiang Beiran thought.
From Gu Liangqian's mouth, Jiang Beiran learned the key to "resurrection from the dead" for cultivators.
That is profound knowledge.
As long as the mysterious consciousness is immortal, then as long as the deceased's mysterious consciousness is awakened again, he can successfully come back to life.
But there are two key points in this resurrection process that are very important.
First, it is easy to awaken the metaphysical consciousness, but it is difficult to awaken the body.
The reason why it is said that it is easiest to revive a cultivator when he has just died because the body is still "fresh" and can become active again with a little stimulation.
Once the body loses its activity, it is extremely difficult to revive it.
The second point is more about metaphysics. Various situations may occur after the fusion of metaphysics and body.
For example, it is possible to suffer amnesia, become insane, or even directly become an idiot.
In short, the matter of resurrection from the dead is extremely risky for everyone from Xuanzhe to Xuansheng. Even if you use the most powerful magic weapon, there is no guarantee that you will be able to save the person, let alone what it will be like to save the person.
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Jiang Beiran couldn't help but feel a little confused after hearing this.
It wasn't just that Venerable Wuxiang was lucky, it was also the Earth-level Purple Spirit Pill that produced some special effect.
In short, Jiang Beiran didn't see anything wrong with Venerable Wuxiang.
However, for the sake of caution, Jiang Beiran went back to Fei Mansion first and found Venerable Wuxiang who was cleaning the yard.
"It seems that His Holiness is deeply involved in the drama. Is he still in the identity of Xia Lingdang?"
Hearing Jiang Beiran's words, Xia Lingdang was startled and quickly turned around and saluted: "Master, you are here."
‘…’
'Um?'
Looking at Xia Lingdang's reserved look, Jiang Beiran felt that she really wasn't pretending.
How can I put it...the spirit in my eyes is completely different.
But after all, the other party was Venerable Wuxiang who was good at transformation, so Jiang Beiran was a little confused about what was going on.
Seeing the confused expression on her host's face, Xia Lingdang said in a panic: 'My body is fine. I asked my host to worry about it some time ago.'
After looking Xia Lingdang up and down again, Jiang Beiran still couldn't tell whether she was faking it or not.
However, Jiang Beiran really didn't have the leisure time to accompany Venerable Wu Xiang, so he said directly: "Venerable Sir, this junior has a very important and serious question to ask. Please answer it seriously."
Listening to the serious tone of the host, Xia Lingdang was obviously at a loss and had no idea what the host was talking about.
But the next second, the panicked Xia Lingdang's expression changed, revealing a superior attitude.
"What do you want to ask me about?"
'Damn it...you graduated from Beijing Film Academy, right?'
Seeing Xia Lingdang's dramatic change in temperament, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
Even though they have the same face, they can make him feel like they are two people, which is really amazing.
"Junior, I would like to ask if the Venerable has any discomfort after coming back to life?"
After hearing this, Venerable Wuxiang shook his head and replied: "No, everything is normal, but I am a special case, so you'd better not use me as a standard."
"Special case?" Jiang Beiran asked with some confusion.
"Well, to be precise, the me you saved before was not the real me."
"That is……?"
"Let me tell you this, Xia Lingdang is Xia Lingdang. She is a person created by me. Her emotions and sorrows belong to her. But everything she sees, hears, and smells will be shared with me."
Hearing this, Jiang Beiran suddenly understood that Xia Lingdang was actually a clone of Venerable Wuxiang.
"Then what about the Xuansheng cultivation that Xia Lingdang showed just now?"
"I can come to any created person at any time and make her become me."
'Damn...this Thousand Faces Skill is so cool.'
But in this way, Jiang Beiran completely understood. Before, he was still wondering why Venerable Wuxiang's acting skills were so amazing and so down-to-earth that he had never seen any flaws in Xia Lingdang.
It turns out that Xia Lingdang is Xia Lingdang, and perhaps even she herself doesn’t know that she is a clone created by Venerable Wuxiang.
At the same time, Jiang Beiran also understood what Venerable Wuxiang meant when he said that she was a special case.
"So what died before... was Xia Lingdang's body?"
"That's right." Venerable Wuxiang nodded, "If you hadn't saved me just now, then Xia Lingdang would have disappeared from now on, and at the same time, I would have been seriously injured."
"I understand..." Jiang Beiran nodded slowly.
Since it was the clone that died, it means that Venerable Wuxiang's main body is fine. If the main body is fine, it will be much easier to resurrect one of her clones. This cannot be used as a model. It is too special.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"It's gone for the time being. Thank you, Your Majesty, for clarifying my doubts. I still have business to do, so I'll take my leave now."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he left Fei Mansion.
After looking in the direction Jiang Beiran was leaving for a moment, Xia Lingdang's eyes returned to their original appearance, and she said in a panic: "Master, are you... um? Master?"
Looking at the deserted courtyard, Xia Lingdang was confused. She turned to look at Shi Fenglan in the hall and asked, "Sister Shi, have you seen the master's house?"
Shi Fenglan was also stunned when asked, and replied somewhat strangely: "Wasn't Xiao Beiran just talking to you? He left after he finished speaking."
Xia Lingdang was a little confused after hearing this. She was indeed talking to her master just now, but she couldn't remember when she left.
"What a strange feeling..."
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After leaving Feifu, Jiang Beiran returned to the meeting hall again and found Gu Liangqian.
"Senior Gu Liang, how confident are you that you can rescue the sacrificed Xuansheng?"
After hearing this, Gu Liangqian sighed and said: "No one dares to guarantee this matter. We can only say that we will do our best."
Jiang Beiran thought for a moment and responded: "Let me also contribute."
After hearing this, Gu Liangqian couldn't help but his eyes lit up. The young man in front of him had performed many times of turning decay into magic. If he had taken action, maybe Cao Jinghua and the others could be saved.
"If Master Jiang wants to help, of course he will give you a big welcome! Or even if you don't take the initiative, I will go find you,"
"Take me to see them first."
"Okay, I'll take you there."
Following Gu Liangqian, Jiang Beiran came to an altar and looked above the altar, only to see seven corpses of Xuansheng lying there quietly.
In addition to those like Cao Jinghua and Xun Yingrui who died in the battle in Xifeng Village, there were also others who died in the ambush of Gu Xiu, who were the first group of Xuansheng who took the initiative to come to fight when they first came out.
'They are all good...'
These Xuan Sages could have used the Fairy Treasure Slips to return to Yuan City, but they did not do so and instead fought until the last moment.
Not only them, but in this counterattack, not a single Xuansheng came back with a fairy treasure slip, and every one of them sacrificed their lives.
It was a pity for Jiang Beiran that such a hero died here like this.
It's just that he doesn't have any special skills in resurrection. At most, he can only contribute these earth-level purple spirit pills, and nothing else can help.
However, after asking around, Jiang Beiran discovered that he was not the only one who lacked this ability, but that no one else had relevant knowledge in this area, including those Xuanyi masters.
No wonder they are so unsure. It turns out that you all rely on luck, so naturally you will be very nervous.
Standing on the altar, Jiang Beiran looked at Cao Jinghua, who was only half a body alive, and bowed. This Xuansheng, who was always as passionate as a boy, fulfilled his promise with his life.
Compared with the remains of several other Xuanshengs, Cao Jinghua is like a mummy that has been completely squeezed dry. All the essence in his body has been drained. It can be clearly seen how he was holding him when he made the final blow.
Mortal faith.
At this time, Yao Yichen walked up behind Jiang Beiran, patted his shoulder and said: "Based on Cao Shizun's physical condition, if he wants to live again, I'm afraid..."
"Then you have to try it."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he checked the remains of the other six Xuansheng and found that although their condition was better than that of Cao Jinghua, they were almost in a state of exhaustion. After all, they all fought hard to the end.
"Master Jiang, how is the situation?"
The moment Jiang Beiran stood up, Gu Liangqian walked up and asked.
"I don't have much experience in resurrecting people from the dead. If you want to be sure... I don't have much experience."
After hearing this, Gu Liangqian showed an undisguised expression of disappointment. After all, Jiang Beiran had now become his last hope. If even he said he was not sure, it would be really difficult.
"Anyway, I'll do my best."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he looked at Yao Yichen and said, "Where are all the masters now?"
"We are all discussing outside in Jingfeng Pavilion. I thought that Master Jiang would definitely come over, so I waited here specially."
"Okay, let's go there together without further delay."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he cupped his hands towards Gu Liangqian and followed Yao Yichen towards the altar.
Arriving at Jingfeng Pavilion, Jiang Beiran found that all the masters in Yuancheng had gathered here and were intensely discussing how to revive the Xuanshengs.
"No! Let's not talk about the risks of using your method. Even if it really saves the life, I'm afraid it's still an idiot."
"My Fujii method successfully brought two practitioners back to life, so let me take on this responsibility."
"It's true that you saved two people, but more likely died. Your Fujii method is so good at hurting people, so don't use it unless absolutely necessary."
"Hey! Now we are going to bring people back from the dead! This is a very risky matter. If you are afraid of wolves in the past and tigers in the back, don't save me!"
"Bullshit! Aren't we here just to minimize the risk?"
"What did you say!?"
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"cough!"
Just as the discussion became more and more intense, Jiang Beiran coughed lightly and came to the front of the crowd.
Hearing this slight cough, all the masters seemed to have been pushed on some switch. They instantly became quiet and looked at Jiang Beiran.
"Master Jiang!"
"Master Jiang is here."
"Master Jiang, you are finally here!"
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Although they have not been together for a long time, these ninth-grade masters have regarded Jiang Beiran as their backbone, and their sense of dependence has become stronger and stronger.
"From the conversation just now, it sounds like everyone here has had the experience of bringing someone back to life?"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other for a while, and finally Xue Cheng, as a representative, said: "The world is difficult and dangerous, and there are many people who bring the dead to us for treatment. However, even though I have been practicing medicine for nearly a hundred years, I have not yet understood the secret of this resurrection. I just do what I can based on my feelings."
That’s all.”
Others nodded after hearing this.
They can explain the reasons for any mysterious art, but for this resurrection, no mysterious art has related knowledge about it. At most, everyone can only make corresponding preparations based on the characteristics of the magic weapon.
Jiang Beiran thought for a moment after listening, and then asked everyone about their previous treatment experiences.
Half an hour later, Jiang Beiran analyzed some results based on the conversation.
First of all, the magic weapons that bring practitioners back to life are not made by any contemporary mystical artist. They are either inherited from ancient families, or they are fortunately obtained from all corners of the continent, especially ancient tombs.
From this, we can conclude that in the ancient times long, long ago, practitioners should have mastered the technique of bringing people back to life, but they just did not pass it down.
With this conclusion as a basis, Jiang Beiran has the confidence to study these resurrection magic weapons in depth.
Because as long as it is reasonable, he will be able to analyze a feasible theory from it.
But he didn't know how much time it would take. He could afford to wait, but the remains of the Xuan Sages might not be able to wait.
In any case, the iron rule that the shorter the time of death is, the easier it is to save someone, is unmistakable.
For a moment, Jiang Beiran fell into a tangle.
Seeing Jiang Beiran's silence, all the masters of Xuanyi began to think together. For a while, the hall became eerily quiet.
"Five days."
After a long time, Jiang Beiran suddenly spoke.
In the confused eyes of all the masters, Jiang Beiran explained: "We will study and discuss together for five days. After five days, no matter what the result is, we will start preparing to resurrect those Xuansheng."
Although he didn't know how Jiang Beiran planned to study it, a group of Xuanyi masters began to nod in approval and said: "Okay, just listen to Master Jiang."
"Then let's continue the discussion. I'll go talk to Gu Liang Xianzun about something."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he left Jingfeng Pavilion and returned to the altar.
"Senior Gu Liang." Jiang Beiran stepped forward and called Gu Liangqian.
"Is there any result?" Gu Liangqian turned around and asked, his expression full of expectation.
"We are going to study and discuss this matter for five days, trying to find a feasible theory, so that the possibility of bringing several Xuansheng back to life will be greater."
Gu Liangqian was silent for a moment after hearing this, because he also understood that the sooner the dead are resurrected, the better. The longer a person is dead, the harder it is to succeed.
But since Jiang Beiran said this, he still nodded.