Although An Xiaoyue doesn't understand the formation, this formation is based on the blood of their tribe and can be opened with a drop of blood.
"Wow!"
The formation opens a portal.
The three people walked into the altar one after another, and then An Xiaoyue took out the jade pendant she carried with her and inserted it into one of the grooves. With a clicking sound, the formation eyes should have been touched and started to rotate.
A minute later, a passage appeared in the corner of the altar.
An Xiaoyue has entered here several times.
In order to save her daughter, she entered the ancestral temple many times, trying to find a way to lift the curse for her daughter. However, there were many mechanisms and various formations inside. Her ability to get out alive still relied on her Qianlong clan bloodline.
, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.
Step into the ancestral temple.
Suddenly I had an indescribable feeling.
The Concentric Dragon Talisman between Chen Yan's eyebrows lit up.
He felt a strong pressure at that time. If it weren't for the dragon talisman, he would have been attacked by that pressure.
Chen Yan had anticipated this matter before.
Looking at the Ghost Bride again, she seems to have no feeling, but her expression is a bit weird.
After looking around, she said calmly: "The ancestral temple of the Qianlong Clan, eh!"
She actually let out a long sigh.
What's the meaning?
Chen Yan asked: "Senior, why do you sigh?"
The Ghost Bride said quietly: "Nothing, just come with me!"
She walked forward first.
Not even the slightest hesitation.
An Xiaoyue said: "Senior, be careful, there is a machine beast here."
The ghost bride said: "It doesn't matter."
Along the way, she saw stone beasts lined up on both sides. An Xiaoyue reminded Chen Yan that those were part of the machine beasts and would come back to life, so be careful.
However, the ghost bride stepped forward.
Those machine beasts were motionless and showed no reaction at all.
The whole trip was uneventful, not even a little bit of trouble.
"It's strange, they didn't attack this time. Every time I came over before, they would attack." An Xiaoyue said in confusion.
Chen Yan looked at the ghost bride: "Maybe she did something."
The Ghost Bride didn't even look back and said, "I didn't do anything."
An Xiaoyue said: "Then why is this?"
The ghost bride said: "Because they don't dare."
Note, it's them, not them.
"Are they afraid of you?" Chen Yan asked.
"You will understand later." The ghost bride did not say any more, but seemed to be very familiar with this place, as if she was walking leisurely in the back garden of her home, and finally passed through the doorways smoothly, and finally arrived.
The deepest part of the ancestral temple.
here.
Chen Yan saw a statue.
When he saw the appearance of the statue clearly, he was no longer calm. He looked at the statue, then at the Ghost Bride, and said in shock: "Senior, this...couldn't it be you?"
The Ghost Bride nodded: "It is indeed me."
"this......"
Chen Yan was shocked, and An Xiaoyue was also extremely shocked.
"How old are you?" Chen Yan couldn't help but ask.
"How old is it? Can a woman's age be said casually?" After a pause, the ghost bride sighed, "The ancestral temple of the Qianlong clan turns out to be my temple!"
This sentence made Chen Yan's skin crawl.
But she walked up to her statue and pulled out something from the right hand of the statue, something with two pointed ends, like a shuttle used in a textile factory.