There are no Xuannu Sect disciples around the jade prison to guard, but there are formations.

However, since Han Yue dared to come here, she naturally had a way to deal with it, only to see her take out a purple talisman from her Sumeru treasure, sandwich it between her two fingers, and shake it gently.

Countless thin lines immediately appeared in front of her eyes, these thin lines centered on the jade prison, crisscrossing within a radius of ten zhang, and constantly changing, as long as they touched one, it would touch the entire formation, not only to alarm the disciples on duty on the Vortex Mountain, but also to attract the disaster of killing, the slightest carelessness, will be strangled by the formation

Han Yue carefully dodged thin lines one by one, moving forward almost inch by inch. By the time she arrived at the gate of the jade prison, it had already taken an hour, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Han Yue breathed a sigh of relief, put away the purple talisman, and took out a bronze ancient spoon from her arms, which she stole from the sect by using her position, and the theft of the key will be discovered very quickly, and then the whole sect will check it, and this matter is destined to be hidden. So from the moment she stole the key, there was no way back for her.

Han Yue inserted the key into the copper lock on the temple door, rotated it three weeks and twisted it six weeks backwards, only to hear the copper lock click and it was opened.

This lock is also famous, it is made by the Mo family's skillful craftsmen, the magic is difficult to hurt, the knife is difficult to break, the key is that it is extremely tough, even if the great master of the heavenly and human realm forcibly strikes, he can only completely pinch this lock into an "iron group", and he can no longer open the door of the palace, but he can't break the lock.

Han Yue walked into the hall and closed the door of the hall with her backhand.

The hall has not seen the sun for many years, so it is extremely gloomy, and the dampness comes to the face, as if the yin and yang are reversed all of a sudden, from the yang world to the underworld. Han Yue looked around, and saw that the hall was empty except for a mural of a fairy flying into the sky, and under his feet was the ground paved with lapis lazuli. It is also strange to say, although from the outside, this place has gone through vicissitudes and is mottled, but the inside of the hall is as good as new.

Han Yue looked up at the fairy flying picture on the wall, and the fairies in the picture were all as tall as a human being, no different from a real person. There are seven palace fairies flying in the clouds, wrapped in ribbons, with different appearances, different postures, and different colors. In the center is a fairy in white, independent of the seven fairies, wearing a crown on her head, holding a sword in her arms, and her eyes closed.

Han Yue hesitated for a moment, pinched a magic finger in her hand, kept changing the finger, and then pointed at the white-clothed fairy in the center, and said softly: "Open!"

I saw that the sword in the arms of the woman in white suddenly came out of its sheath by three inches, and her originally closed eyes opened suddenly.

In an instant, except for the white-clothed fairy in the center, who was still unmoving, the seven fairies around him began to drift slowly. Then I saw that the whole picture began to disintegrate and fall apart.

After the disappearance of this fairy flying map, a downward portal cracked in the middle of the floor of the main hall, and the corridor behind it could be run by two people in parallel, and the walls were covered with moss. The moss glows faintly and is the only source of light for this corridor, which is hidden in darkness at the end.

Han Yue took out an air death lamp and walked straight into it, all the way down, with stone walls on all sides, stone faces all over the ground, and stone slabs on top, all of which were paved with one-color granite. There is no daylight all year round, and Xiaozhou is already damp, and people are locked in it, even if they don't move, they will inevitably be weak and sick after a long time.

Han Yue lowered her head and counted the steps under her feet, walked out of the unknown distance, looked up, there was still darkness in front of her, and when she looked back, it was also dark, and there was no end at both ends.

Han Yue gritted her teeth and continued to walk forward. Turned a stone road, turned to another stone road, walked out more than ten zhang, Yongdao turned a corner, the front suddenly opened up, and an underground hall with a radius of ten zhang appeared, in which there were rows of iron grates, separated into cells.

Most of the cells were empty, except for the deepest one, where a single figure could be faintly seen.

Han Yue hurriedly carried the lamp and walked a few steps quickly, there was no light in the prison, the lantern light outside the cell door spilled in, and only the shadow could see that the figure was a woman, wearing shackles on her hands, sitting on the ground. The woman's long hair hung down to the ground like a waterfall and spread out, and the woman was leaning over and combing her hair with her fingers.

In this dungeon, the woman has been imprisoned for no longer knowing how long, naturally she does not apply powder, and the woman does not need these, she just sits so quietly, there are thousands of styles in her face, it seems to be fragrant and refreshing. Although Han Yue is a daughter, she was stunned at this time. She only felt that there was only such a woman left in the heaven and earth, and vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of rivers rushing and the sound of drums. Han Yue carefully distinguished, only to realize that it was not the sound of drums and rivers, but the sound of her own heartbeat and blood flowing.

Han Yue came back to her senses, and for some reason, she was not half hostile to the woman in front of her, and asked softly, "You, are you...... Uncle Shi?"

Of course, the "master" here is not the inheritance of the Xuannu Sect, but her inheritance in the Xuannu Sect.

Han Yue is the shadow son of Mrs. Leng An inserted into the Xuannu Sect, in order to arrange a seamless identity for Han Yue, the Xuannu Sect did not hesitate to spend two years stealing a scholarly family to change the pillars. And the method of cracking this jade prison is also the result of years of research by the Maiden Sect.

It's all for today.

Han Yue didn't report her origin, but the woman in prison seemed to have seen through her details, and nodded: "Actually, whether it is from the Lady Sect or the Xuannu Sect, I can be regarded as your uncle." Mrs. Leng is my senior sister, and Xiao Shiyu is also my senior sister. ”

Han Yue let out an "ah", a little surprised, and a little confused: "Then why are the teachers and uncles here?"

The woman's voice was very soft, like a mother's voice: "Because I betrayed the Xuannu Sect, my Senior Sister Xiao wants to lock me up here, because I defected to the Xuannu Sect, so my Senior Sister Leng wants to save me out." But these are all appearances, the key is that there is a secret in me, which is related to whether Senior Sister Leng can break through the bottleneck of the realm of heaven and man. ”

Listening to these secrets, Han Yue couldn't help but hold her breath.

The woman asked, "Are you here to save me?"

Han Yue nodded.

The woman sighed lightly and lifted the corner of her skirt slightly, and Han Yue realized that the woman was not wearing shoes, but her feet were barefoot, but the shackles were not worn on the ankles, but directly through the ankles, and then buried deep in the ground, so the woman could only sit on the ground with her legs spread out.

Han Yue was taken aback, she never expected that the people of the Xuannu Sect would be so vicious, and directly abolished this uncle's legs, not to mention how she broke the iron fence and tore off the iron locks, this uncle's feet were broken, how could she leave this Vortex Mountain?

Thinking of this, Han Yue suddenly remembered that she didn't know the name of this uncle, so she asked, "I haven't asked for the name of my uncle yet." ”

"Ah......" The woman's mouth opened slightly, and her face also showed a look of reminiscence: "Name, I almost forgot what my name is, when I was in the Xuannu Sect, I was called Shi Yue, and then I escaped from the Xuannu Sect and came to the Xuannu Sect, and changed my name to Shi Wuyue." ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her slender fingers and wrote two names on the ground.

Han Yue cautiously asked, "Then should I call you Senior Uncle Shi or Senior Uncle Wuyue?"

The woman pointed to the name of "Shi Wuyue".

Han Yue suddenly understood.

Shi Wuyue asked, "Little girl, what's your name?"

Han Yue said timidly: "My name is Han Yue, Han of Korea in ancient times, the moon of the moon. ”

"Han Yue. Shi Wuyue smiled: "You also have the word 'month' in your name, it seems that you and I are still destined." Senior Sister Leng asked you to come over, but what did you explain?"

Han Yue hurriedly said: "Master asked me to lift the ban for my uncle one step in advance, and then she will lead people to attack Xuannu Mountain, and then Uncle Shi will be able to cooperate with her inside and outside, so that Xuannu Sect will suffer a big loss." ”

Han Yue looked at the iron chains on Shi Wuyue's feet and asked, "Senior Uncle Wuyue, how can I help you break the ban?"

Shi Wuyue tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "The easiest way, of course, is to cut off my feet, it's useless anyway." And there is also a method of regenerating severed limbs, when Wanshou Zhenren was cut off his arm on the Jade Void Fighting Sword, it was not the same as taking it back. ”