Here Yang Nan went around in a circle and came to the periphery of the Flying Snow Palace's mountain protection array, if he wanted to enter the Flying Snow Palace, he could find a way to get the identity jade card of the female disciple of the Flying Snow Palace, and enter the mountain gate with the jade card, but it was still easy to be discovered, not to mention that he was a formation mage, where did he still need to find a way to grab the jade plate.

Yang Nan's divine sense swept over and began to silently observe the Great Array, while at the same time deducing the weaknesses of the formation with the Heavenly Divine Technique.

The fifth-level mountain protection array, he can't arrange it for the time being, but it's no problem to tear a hole in it.

In the evening, Yang Nan realized that he could already break through the big array, and found a secluded place to start refining the array flag, the vinyl bones and skins that were killed by the female disciples of the Flying Snow Palace were enough, and he also had no shortage of materials for refining the array flag.

When the sky got dark, Yang Nan took advantage of the night to get closer to the mountain protection array of the Flying Snow Palace, and threw out the six array flags that had already been refined.

The six-pole array flags were arranged according to certain rules, interacting with the mountain protection array, and gradually embedded in the mountain protection array.

Soon, the light shield on the periphery of the Flying Snow Palace was six or seven zhang away and quickly squirmed, but in the blink of an eye, the big array was actually torn open by the power of the formation flag out of thin air, this opening was not big, only about one and a half meters wide, but it was enough for him to enter, Yang Nan flashed into the light mask, and the light mask behind it was still squirming, and soon the opening that was torn apart closed again.

Yang Nanhun didn't care, he had already refined enough formation flags, and when he came back, he could completely tear the formation apart again.

For their kind of cultivation, in fact, day and night have no big impact on them, and they looked around, in addition to the clean layout of the channel, there are many palace-like buildings around, and in some palaces, there are faint sounds of women's scolding, the sound of leather whips, accompanied by the howls of men, and I don't know which unlucky person is being tortured by these feminists again.

Yang Nan couldn't care about this, he identified the lower direction, the palace at the top with snowflakes should be Menglan's residence, and according to Hu Danxi's description, Ji Yao was on that mountain.

The stealth technique unfolded, Yang Nan cautiously sneaked in the direction of Menglan's dormitory, with his cultivation, Yang Nan thought that as long as he didn't touch Menglan's woman, it was unlikely that he would be discovered.

It is true that there were a few times when he met the female disciples of the Flying Snow Palace on the road, but he was not discovered, perhaps in the Flying Snow Palace, these female disciples did not have much vigilance.

At this time, Yang Nan was already close to the top of the mountain, Menglan's dormitory was in sight, and two female cultivators came over, one of whom Yang Nan had also seen, it was a female disciple of the Jindan period who had been to the Hidden Fog Mountain.

Yang Nan stopped and dodged directly.

"Someone looks like it!" A female disciple exclaimed in surprise and looked in the direction Yang Nan had left, but there was nothing.

"Where there are people, just a gust of wind, don't be suspicious." The other scolded, and the two staggered down the hill quickly.

"Hehe, almost discovered!"

Yang Nan's figure flashed out of the shadows, and continued to gallop towards the top of the mountain, the closer he got to the palace, the more careful Yang Nan became, he knew very well that even if it was a disturbance, he would probably be discovered by Meng Lan's woman, as for whether it would attract her attention, of course, it was another matter, no matter how powerful she Meng Lan was, she would not pay attention to the movements outside at any time, not to mention that this was still in the Flying Snow Palace, and many people were not so vigilant.

Before coming to the palace, Yang Nan was more cautious, carefully bypassing the palace and those female disciples who were guarding and heading towards the back mountain.

There were far fewer people in the back mountains, and Yang Nan didn't find anyone along the way, and finally his figure appeared in front of a cold prison made of black stone, and he felt a cold breath before he got close.

There is only such a cold prison here, and it is located on the top of the back mountain, Yang Nan estimated that Ji Yao was very likely to be in it.

On one side of the cold prison is a cliff, and I don't know where it leads, and all that comes up is a cold hurricane, if ordinary people are here, I am afraid that they will be blown into ashes immediately, even if it has an impact on the Yuanying monks. More than one person above the ground is the window on the cold prison, which is said to be a window, which is a few iron bars, which are made of cold cold iron, with rune imprints on them, which can block the detection of divine sense, and the so-called door is also made of cold iron with six or seven iron pillars.

Just such a cold prison that is full of wind stands in the cold wind, and the yin wind sweeps the ice ballast and keeps hitting the window, it is simply a place without any barrier, allowing the cold wind to invade, it is conceivable that people will not be comfortable if they are locked up here.

Feeling the cold wind whistling around, and fluttering snowflakes and ice ballast, Yang Nan's heart was cold, the environment here was too bleak, and then he thought that Ji Yao might be inside, and his heart was also painful.

"Ji Yao, are you in there?" Yang Nan shouted through the window, but there was no response inside. Thinking of the cold environment here, even if the Yuanying Monk was locked here for a long time, he couldn't stand it, where was Yang Nan still in the mood to investigate again, and rushed directly to the iron gate.

Through the iron door, I saw a figure still wearing white veil inside, she was constantly blown in by the cold wind and ice ballast, and several difficult to distinguish the true face, like a goddess sculpture in the ice and snow, but it also looked even colder.

Yang Nan stretched out his hand to push the iron door, a piercing cold pierced the bone marrow, Yang Nan Mo Luo's immortal body was running to offset this cold current, and the iron door was not closed for some reason, and he directly pushed it open.

Yang Nan dodged into the cold prison, everything inside became clear, there was a girl with white veil and holy snow standing in front of the window of the house, her face was cold, jade bones and ice muscles, and her tender skin was more holy and clean than ice and snow, but her waterfall-like hair was covered with ice ballast at this time, she stood there without joy and worry, and seemed to be resisting the cold wind, even Yang Nan didn't know when she came in.

And on her arm was a chain the thickness of an arm, made of 10,000-year-old cold iron, which was constantly flashing with rune light, obviously there was a prohibition on it, and the other end of the cold iron chain was directly submerged into the wall, so this kind of thing naturally did not need to close the iron door again.

"Ji Yao!" Yang Nan called softly, and the girl with jade bones and ice muscles suddenly turned around, and when she saw that it was Yang Nan, her eyes changed from disbelief to joy.

"Xianggong!"

There was a bang, the chains sounded, Ji Yao threw himself into his arms, but he stumbled weakly under his feet, and finally fell softly into Yang Nan's arms.

"Ji Yao, how are you?" Yang Nan hurriedly held her up, the skin in her hand was cold and abnormal, although her body was still holy and cold, but it was cold outward, maybe she was too excited, or she felt that she had something to rely on, and the Holy Maiden Ji Yao, who had long been exhausted by the cold wind, had fainted.

(End of chapter)