Everyone in the world of cultivators knows that my cultivation level is low but I can fight

There is also a line of small words below this line of words.

"The Three Queens can take people into or out of the temple."

Thinking of the special nature of the two of them in the temple, Ran Changle raised his head and said to Yushu: "The three queens are not just the two of us."

Yushu took out his blue token, looked at it and said, "During the last beast wave, Tu Yun said this was the Ice Emperor's token, and I should be the descendant of the Ice Emperor."

Ran Changle looked up at the three statues. She should be a descendant of Emperor Xuan or Emperor Quan.

Although I don’t know the specific cultivation level of the three emperors, looking at their clothes and accessories, they can produce spiritual intelligence and form a clan of their own. It seems that they must have surpassed the tribulation stage, and may even be true immortals.

She knew that she and Yushu were both special, but she never thought that their origins were so great.

However, no matter how strong the ancestors are, it does not mean that the descendants will be strong. In the long river of history, many families that were once prosperous were finally submerged in the world of mortals.

How far you can go on the road of spiritual practice depends on your own efforts in addition to your family bloodline.

"Even if we know that we are the descendants of the Three Emperors, we still don't know how to take people out." Ran Changle sighed.

"Maybe we'll know once we verify the bloodline."

As he spoke, Yushu formed a sword with his two fingers and slashed his other hand, dripping blood on the stone platform.

Suddenly, the statue on the right side of the stone platform and Yushu's body lit up with white light at the same time.

After a moment, the light disappeared, and Yushu said with a strange expression: "We can leave."

Ran Changle asked doubtfully: "Is it that simple?"

Yushu nodded: "After verifying my bloodline, I have obtained some permissions of the temple. As long as I have a thought, everyone here can leave."

"Can I still gain access to the temple? I'll also verify the bloodline."

As he spoke, Ran Changle also scratched his palm, squeezed out a few drops of blood and dripped it on the stone platform.

The statue on the left lit up with red light, the statue in the middle lit up with golden light, and Ran Changle's body lit up with gold and red light at the same time.

At this time, a special feeling lingered in his heart, and Ran Changle had a slight connection with the temple.

She could feel that there were people in each king's territory carrying out rituals like carnival days in the Yellow King's territory. In the end, there was only one winner. The winner left the temple, and the rest all stayed and were absorbed by the kings. Used to make new clothes.

No wonder Quan Shan's civet could smell the smell of blood on the clothes. It turned out that these clothes were really woven with the lives of monks.

The light dissipated and Ran Changle exited from the special state. The ceremony in the Red King's territory was almost at its last minute and could not wait any longer. Ran Changle said to Yushu: "Let's go out."

The two of them contacted the temple with their minds, and the temple lit up with white light.

There was a sense of dizziness from teleportation, and when they opened their eyes again, everyone left the temple and went outside.

The light of the temple flashed and the clothes worn by everyone were taken back. When this power acted on Ran Changle and Yushu, their minds were moved. The temple did not take back the white clothes on them.

Afterwards, the temple was shrouded in fairy mist, flew into the sky, and finally disappeared.

Without the power of clothes and temples to imprison spiritual power, everyone recovered their strength, but they still had lingering fears.

Most of the people were injured in the temple. They did not dare to stay and quickly found their companions to leave together.

Escaping the danger of the temple does not mean safety. It is common for immortal cultivators to kill people and seize treasures. The most important thing is to quickly find a place to restore their strength.

Ran Changle found Mu Zhaoxi and Luo Cheng, both of whom were injured, but not seriously.

The two took the elixir and meditated on the spot to recover.

Ran Changle, Yushu, and Jiang Xiaoyun were guarding the side.

"Thank you."

Ling Wang helped Ling An and Liu Ming come over to say thank you.

"No thanks, do you need help?"

The two sects have always been on good terms, so Ran Changle asked one more question.

It can be seen that Ling An's soul and energy and blood have been depleted to a certain extent. Liu Ming is slightly better, but it still needs a few days of training.

Ling Wang glanced disdainfully into the distance, where there were several people preparing to rob, and said confidently: "No, those young people don't dare to have ideas about our Ling Jian Sect, so take your leave."

After saying that, he took Ling An and Liu Ming and left.

The people from Falling Star City thanked them and left.

After a while, only five people from Lingxiao Sect were left here.

Yushu was on guard all around.

Ran Changle wanted to take off the white clothes on her body, but Xiaobai hugged her tightly and refused to let her take it off, transmitting his thoughts to her through the silk thread.

[Goddess, don’t you want Xiaobai? 】

Although he knew that Xiaobai had no evil means, Ran Changle felt uncomfortable since he knew how the temple clothes were made.

[Xiao Bai, you were made by King Bai by sucking the soul and flesh of the monks. I won’t wear it. I promised to take you out and I have done so. You can go wherever you want and don't follow me anymore. 】

[No, King Bai doesn’t like to do such evil things. King Bai used his own silk thread to make us, so there are only four white clothes in the temple. I haven't done anything harmful to anyone. 】

Xiaobai strongly recommended himself in order to stay with Ran Changle.

[I can help you resist attacks. According to the realm of monks, I can resist attacks from the early stage of Yuanying and below. At critical times, you can use me as a spiritual weapon and throw me to the enemy. I can imprison his spirit. Strength, don't let him use magic. 】

Through spiritual induction, Ran Changle knew that Xiaobai was not lying. She thought for a while that it would be good to wear Xiaobai as a defensive weapon, and then changed her mind about discarding it.