In the mountain behind Biyou Palace, the yin wind from the underground cave blew all over the mountain bamboo forest. In the depths of the labyrinth-like huge water cave, there were several strange hiss from time to time, like a demon from the netherworld sneering. This is one of the forbidden places of Taiyi, the most terrifying underground prison in the cultivation realm, and the dark corner of the world, which the brightest sunlight can't shine on, the Nine Hells.

On both sides of the cave, in the huge bronze ancient ding, the faint blue flames jumped and rose, reflecting He Jiong's uncertain face, and also lining the fierce beast prison pattern on the stone wall to be extraordinarily hideous and terrifying.

In He Jiong's view, the Nine Hells Prison is where all his people should stay, including the daughter who carries him behind his back and makes a private agreement for life. It's a pity that the matter involves the Heavenly Machine Palace Master, and it's no longer what he wants.

The murmuring water divides the cave into two parts, one wide and one narrow, and the spacious half has been artificially trimmed. The stone staircase that leads to the ground zigzag downward, the end of which is hidden in the darkness.

He Lianqing picked up a wind lantern, followed He Jiong quietly, and walked down the stairs step by step. The little girl who used to be afraid of the dark, ghosts, and the Nine Hells suddenly changed as if she were a person, calmly holding the lamp, illuminating the road under her feet and dispelling the darkness ahead.

An hour ago, on the terrace on the top floor of the Shangqing Palace, Feng Qingyan withdrew from everyone, cut the screen casually, and made this wind lamp, he took out the jade disc of creation, handed it to He Lianqing together with the wind lamp, and said with a smile: "You bring this lamp." ”

He Lianqing's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a low voice: "Where am I going?"

"I'm zhīdào, every time you go to the Nine Hells Prison, you're afraid of the dark. ”

He Lianqing's eyes contained a mist of mist, she never dreamed that Feng Qingyan would have such a gentle and careful side, she lowered her head, picked up the jade disc of creation and looked at it, and said strangely: "What is this?"

"Creation Jade Plate. ”

Immortal cultivators are eager to get the Creation Jade Plate, but the appearance of this treasure is so ordinary that few people can recognize it when it is placed in front of them. Sometimes, choosing treasures is like looking at people, and you need to have a discerning eye that is not blinded by appearances.

Before Feng Qingyan put his heart into the door wall, in order to test his heart, he took the jade disc of creation that had been passed down from generation to generation by the master of the Tianji Palace to play with him, thinking that when he was a child in a mountain village, he suddenly gained the power of God and could change the people and things around him at will, what would he do, would he put his ** above everything?

He didn't disappoint Feng Qingyan, he was very kind, he often used the Creation Jade Disc to help others, and even tried his best to cast a spell in order to save Li Mo, the little grandson of the patriarch Li Ning's family, who often bullied him, and had a serious illness. What's even more rare is that at a young age, he can control himself and not indulge in the game of changing the world around him at will.

Until now, Ji Xin still thought that it was a black stone magic weapon, and he never thought that that stone was actually a jade disc of creation that was refined by Feng Qingyan and changed its form. Every time he uses that magical power, it is to save people or protect himself, and he never uses it indiscriminately, such a person, even if one day the bloodline of the demon god awakens and obtains a power far beyond that of the immortals, it will not be a scourge.

He Lianqing stared at the man in front of her, and for a while, a trace of flush suddenly appeared on her face, and she reached out and stuffed the Creation Jade Disc into Feng Qingyan's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "My father asked me to confuse you and steal the Creation Jade Plate." ”

"I zhīdào. I like it. ”

The corners of Feng Qingyan's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, wrapped his arm around He Lianqing's waist, and hugged her tightly.

He Lianqing was ashamed and annoyed, waved her small fist, gently beat Feng Qingyan, and said coquettishly: "I worry every day, how can I open my mouth to tell you, you are good, you are doing everything, and you are deliberately playing tricks on me." ”

"He Jiong's wishful thinking, I just guessed it. Seeing that you were so anxious before, I thought it was because I didn't formally propose marriage, and you heard something unpleasant. "Rao is a smart person like Feng Qingyan who can pinch and calculate, and when he meets sentimental women, he can't guess their thoughts that are more unpredictable than the will of heaven.

Feng Qingyan stuffed the Creation Jade Disc into He Lianqing's palm, and said mysteriously, "I'll make a trick for you." ”

His right hand still wrapped around He Lianqing's slender waist, and with his left hand, he took out a colorful phoenix tail feather, and blew lightly, and the feathers turned into three red ropes. He put the red rope on the back of his hand, and with a flip of his palm, two of the red ropes disappeared, and a pair of Qingluan Fire Phoenixes appeared out of thin air, flying up and down around them.

Feng Qingyan tied a knot on the last red rope, put the rope on He Lianqing's slender and elegant neck, stretched out his hand, and the knot on the red rope suddenly disappeared.

He Lianqing said: "I can't ask for such a valuable treasure. ”

Feng Qingyan said with a smile: "This thing is miraculous, but after all, it is only a fragment of an artifact, its power is limited, and it is not of great use if it is not put together. Besides, we don't need to share anything with each other. ”

Regardless of each other, He Lianqing thought like this, and smiled sweetly.

He Jiong suddenly stopped in front of him and took out an iron box, in which nine keys were placed in the order of the nine-square grid, and each key was engraved with different runes. For immortal cultivators, ordinary locks are equivalent to no locks. This kind of nine-palace lock, is specially made by Tianji Palace, each side has nine grids, arranged into a decent square, each grid has a keyhole, each keyhole can be moved, only with the least number of moves to line up the nine palaces, in order to safely unlock, wrong step, will only usher in the hidden weapon of the mechanism.

There are many cells in the Nine Shadows Prison, but only four people are imprisoned, plus a demon. That is, only five cells were locked. Among them, there are only three cells that can be checked, and the prisoners in them are all characters who once caused trouble to the martial arts and stirred up the storm and dominated the world. The other person and one demon, the entire cultivation world is as secretive as ever, the young people don't zhīdào them, and no one in the older generation wants to mention their names.

With the sound of the machine turning, the heavy stone wall slowly slid open, and a musty smell came to the nostrils. He Lianqing raised the wind lamp, drove away the darkness in the cell, and illuminated a cloak and emanation. A young woman with a blood spell painted all over her body, cold iron chains passed through her lute bones, wrapped around her hands, feet and neck, and hung her in the air.

He Lianqing had been to the Nine Hells Prison more than once, but it was the first time she saw such a miserable female prisoner, her hands trembled, and she almost dropped the wind lantern on the ground.

He Jiong was even more surprised than He Lianqing, he frowned, among the dust on the ground, there was a clear footprint, who had been here?