Everyone was silent for a moment.
When Xu Yuelong saw that no one was talking, he knew that everyone was confused and waved his hands.
"It's not that powerful. After they came back to life, their overall strength dropped by nearly 30%, especially their reflexes. They were very slow and had no response to pain.
So it's definitely not a true resurrection, it's more like something borrowing their bodies to stand up again. "
After everyone heard this, instead of relaxing, they became even more nervous.
Ran Zhongshi asked.
"Are you sure you are coming back from the dead and not recovering from a serious injury?"
Martial arts masters have a tenacious vitality and can survive for a while even if their heads fall off.
This is especially true for the Grandmaster. As long as his head is not exploded by someone's kick, he can catch it in time and take the healing elixir, surviving is not a big problem.
At most, pain will occur at the wound every rainy day from now on.
It would not be incomprehensible if the two masters, when they were seriously injured and dying, drained the vitality of other believers to fully recover themselves.
However, what was disappointing was that Xu Yuelong shook his head and gave a negative answer.
He held the white cloth in front of him. The white cloth was flashing with seven-colored light, which was obviously not ordinary. There was a knife-shaped weapon covered inside.
Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Knife?
Liang Qu thought of the two Martial Saint Mysterious Weapons that Xiang Fangsu had mentioned before.
The owner of one of them was the newly promoted Martial Saint in the big-breasted world a few days ago, and I think that one was with Wei Lin.
"Even if some of us feel wrong, the Martial Saint Xuanbing will not. The Xuanbing is an extension of the Martial Saint's hands and eyes. From falling to standing up, it is indeed..."
"Go back and talk."
Yang Dongxiong held Xu Yuelong's shoulders.
Xu Yuelong looked up and found that all the other martial arts masters outside the circle pricked up their ears and tried to inquire.
The two masters came back from the dead, and even he was a little shaken, not to mention ordinary warriors.
It will shake the morale of the military.
“I’m so tired today, even with the help of Xuan Bing, my nerves are tense.
The Grandmaster's vitality is really strong, but he didn't expect that the Ghost Mother Cult has such an evil ability to extract the lives of others for his own use and heal injuries.
Everyone, please go back and rest quickly. The strange situation on the island will not disappear for a while, and you may have to stay on the ship for a few days before returning to clean up the battlefield.
It will take a few days for the credit to be registered. We hope for your understanding. "
Xu Yuelong played a useless haha, and everyone moved forward to the outside of the island in silence.
The broad-bellied ark and the building boat met at the edge of the island.
The sergeants in charge of guarding learned that they needed to stay for a while and found a place with a suitable water level to dock the boat. They went ashore to clear the dense forests on nearby islands to build temporary strongholds and settle the wounded.
The ship's doctor carried splints and cloths, treated the wounded one by one, drank healing elixirs, fixed the dislocated bones, and brought the seriously injured back from the line of death.
The sky was bright and blue light burst out from the skyline.
Liang Qu took a bath in Daze, changed his clothes and went to the top of the ship building.
There are many low tables lined up in the center of the hall, which are filled with food. There are all kinds of food, many of which are medicinal.
Liang Qu looked around and sat next to Xiang Fangsu.
Xiang Fangsu moved his buttocks to make room, and pointed to the casserole on the table.
"The mutton stewed with radish is very good, try it."
"good."
It is said that there are four irons in life. They have carried guns together, shared the same window, shared stolen goods together, and used guns together.
It makes sense that carrying a gun should be ranked first. There is nothing that can enhance the relationship more than being comrades together.
The battle was hard, and Liang Qu was so empty that he didn't care about communicating, so he had to eat something to fill his stomach first.
After he arrived, Ran Zhongshi and others as well as several senior officials of the Demon Hunting Department also issued orders and rushed over.
Counting the heads, there are a few missing.
This action is more versus less, basically a superiority match.
There are a total of more than 20 Lang Yan from the Ghost Mother Sect, and Xu Yuelong has about the same number of people. Counting Wei Linfang, who is the total number of experts in the Hebo Institute, and adding the Demon Detective Division, the difference is four times. Even if they are scattered, there are There are very few imperfections.
Maybe he was injured. If he went back to rest early, he might not die.
The masters sent their children here to gain wealth and a bright future, and what a small branch was fighting against was not just the Hebo Station and the Monster Hunting Department.
At least this time the Ghost Mother Cult was thoroughly investigated, and Liang Qu didn't believe it when they said that the princes didn't provide any help.
When everyone gathered and asked again about the resurrection of the Master of the Ghost Mother Sect, Xu Yuelong, who was at the top of the list, repeated his point of view.
Sui Hongyan and Yang Dongxiong nodded in agreement.
It is indeed "death first, rebirth later", and the feeling of being cut off in the middle is unmistakable.
Everyone was in an uproar.
A senior executive of the Demon Hunting Department was incredulous: "Even if it is 'evil', resurrecting from the dead is too 'evil'! The Ghost Mother Cult must have made some kind of expansion of 'remnants'!"
"Ordinary 'evil' things can never do this!"
"It's a pity that not even a tongue was left behind. All the people left alive before are now completely dead. It's a good way to kill two birds with one stone."
"There are many kinds of 'residues' after the incident, but I have never heard of anything that can bring people back to life."
"No, it's not like it's never happened before."
Ran Zhongshi touched his chin and muttered to himself. Then he looked up and found that everyone present was looking at him and said quickly.
"I forgot which book I read it in, but I just remember that there was once a martial saint who died at the end of his life. He lived for more than 800 years.
The 'residue' left behind after his death was filled with strong reluctance. When descendants were cleaning up the body, they accidentally discovered this strong 'remnant', and then this 'remnant' suddenly took over Wu Sheng's body and he came back to life. .
His life performance and memory content are no different from those of the Martial Saint during his lifetime.
Under these circumstances, he lived for more than sixty years, adding up to more than nine hundred years old!
I have forgotten some of the specific content and details, but this is the general meaning.
I was only twelve or thirteen years old when I first saw that story. I showed it to my father. My father said that it was a fabrication of the power of the Martial Saint by a country man.
I believed what my father said at the time, but looking at it today, it may not necessarily be false. "
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, as there were all kinds of wonders in the world.
To be reborn by relying on the "remnants" left behind after death and behave the same as before?
Ke Wenbin asked: "But is it really the Martial Saint who came back to life?"
The "remnants" of Wu Sheng after his death are, in the final analysis, just an obsession and a thought.
The will is so strong that it can survive without the body and leave a mark on the world.
Some "residues" can stay on objects. Obviously, the body of this martial saint is the object of "residues".
Ran Zhongshi shook his head: "I don't know, but the descendants of that Martial Saint insist that it is the Martial Saint."
Yes, how can you not persist.
A family with a Martial Saint and a family without a Martial Saint are completely different concepts.
No matter what the truth is, he has to be.
Sui Hongyan asked: "What happened to that family? Did you say anything about it?"
"It's not written in the book." Ran Zhongshi replied, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind, "Maybe I didn't find the second half interesting at the time, so I didn't read it."
Xu Yuelong said: "Can you still find the book you read at the beginning? What is it called?"
Ran Zhongshi frowned: "I can't remember whether I saw it in the Zongxue or at home. I can only write a letter and ask my father to send someone to look for it. I can't guarantee whether I can find it."
Xu Yuelong said: "Look for it."
"good."
Ran Zhongshi agreed.
Everyone discussed the gains and losses of the Ghost Mother Cult for a while, and then went back to rest.
After a night of hard work, everyone was in trouble.
