Taiping Inn

There were no Xuannv Sect disciples guarding the Jade Prison, but there was a formation.

However, since Han Yue dared to come here, she naturally had a way to deal with it. She took out a purple talisman from her Xumi treasure, held it between her index and middle fingers, and shook it gently.

Countless thin lines immediately appeared in front of her eyes. These thin lines were crisscrossed within a radius of ten feet with the Jade Prison as the center, and they were constantly changing. As long as one of them was touched, the entire formation would be triggered, not only to alarm the disciples on duty on Xuannv Mountain, but also to bring about a fatal disaster. If she was not careful, she would be strangled by the formation.

Han Yue carefully avoided the thin lines one by one, almost moving forward inch by inch. By the time she arrived in front of the gate of the Jade Prison, it had taken an hour, and her forehead was full of fine beads of sweat.

Han Yue breathed a sigh of relief, put away the purple talisman, and took out an ancient bronze key from her bosom. This was stolen from the sect by her using her position. The theft of the key would soon be discovered, and the entire sect would be investigating. This matter was destined to be revealed. So from the moment she stole the key, she had no way out.

Han Yue inserted the key into the copper lock on the door of the hall, twisted it three times forward and six times backward, and heard the copper lock click and was opened.

This lock is also very famous. It was made by Mohist craftsmen. It is difficult to be damaged by magic and difficult to be broken by swords. The key is that it is extremely tough. Even if the great master of the Heavenly Man Realm forced his move, he could only completely crush the lock into an "iron ball" and could no longer open the door of the hall, but he could not pull the lock off.

Han Yue stepped into the hall and closed the door with his backhand.

The palace has not seen the sun for many years, so it is extremely gloomy and damp, as if the yin and yang have reversed, and it has come from the world of the living to the underworld. Han Yue looked around and saw that the palace was empty except for a mural of a fairy flying in the sky, and the ground under his feet was paved with lapis lazuli. It is strange to say that although from the outside, this place has experienced vicissitudes and is mottled, the palace is brand new.

Han Yue looked up at the picture of the fairy flying in the sky on the wall. The fairies in the picture are all as tall as people, just like real people. There are seven palace-dressed fairies flying in the clouds, with ribbons around them, different appearances, different postures, and different colors. In the middle is a fairy in white, independent of the seven fairies, wearing a crown on her head, holding a sword in her arms, and closing her eyes.

Han Yue hesitated for a moment, then made a finger gesture, constantly changing the gestures, and then pointed at the white-clothed fairy in the middle, and whispered: "Open!"

The white-clothed woman's sword suddenly came out of the sheath three inches, and her eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened.

In an instant, except for the white-clothed fairy in the middle who remained motionless, the seven fairies around her began to drift slowly. Then the whole picture began to decompose and fall apart.

After the fairy flying picture disappeared, a downward door opened in the middle of the floor of the hall, and the corridor behind it could be walked by two people in parallel, and the walls were covered with moss. These mosses emitted some faint fluorescent light, which was the only source of light in this corridor, and the end of the corridor was hidden in darkness.

Han Yue took out a Qisifeng lantern and walked straight into it, all the way down, the four stone walls, the stone surface on the ground, and the stone slabs on the top were all paved with granite. There is no sunlight for many years, and Xiaozhou is humid. Even if people are not tortured, they will become weak and sick after a long time.

Han Yue lowered his head and counted the steps under his feet. He walked for an unknown distance. He looked up and saw that there was still darkness in front of him. He looked back and saw that there was still darkness at both ends.

Han Yue gritted his teeth and continued to move forward. After turning a stone road and then another stone road, he walked more than ten feet. The corridor turned a corner and suddenly opened up in front of him. There was an underground hall with a radius of ten feet. There were rows of iron bars in it, which separated the cells.

Most of the cells were empty. Only in the deepest cell could a figure be vaguely seen.

Han Yue hurriedly took a few steps with a lantern. There was no light in the prison. The light from the lantern outside the prison door shone in. Only the shadowy figure could be seen that it was a woman, wearing shackles on her hands, sitting on the ground. The woman's long hair fell to the ground like a waterfall, and then spread out. The woman was leaning down and combing her hair with her fingers.

In this dungeon without sunlight, the woman had been imprisoned for an unknown period of time. Naturally, she did not wear makeup, and she did not need it. She just sat there quietly, with a myriad of charms blowing in her face, like a faint fragrance that was refreshing. Although Han Yue was a woman, she was stunned at this moment. She felt that there was only such a woman left in the world. Indistinctly, there seemed to be the sound of rivers rushing and drums beating. Han Yue carefully distinguished and found that it was not the sound of drums and rivers flowing, but the sound of her heartbeat and blood flowing.

Han Yue came back to her senses. For some reason, she did not have any hostility towards the woman in front of her, and asked softly: "Are you... uncle?"

The "uncle" here certainly does not refer to the master of Xuannv Sect, but her master in the female sect.

Han Yue was the hidden person that Madam Leng had planted in Xuannv Sect. In order to arrange a perfect identity for Han Yue, the Xuannv Sect spent two years to replace a family of scholars with a fake one. The method to crack this jade prison was also the result of many years of research by the Xuannv Sect.

Everything was for today.

Han Yue did not reveal her origins, but the woman in the prison seemed to have seen through her details and nodded: "In fact, whether it is from the female sect or the mysterious female sect, I can be considered your uncle. Madam Leng is my senior sister, and Xiao Shiyu is also my senior sister."

Han Yue exclaimed "Ah", a little surprised, and a little confused: "Then why is the master and uncle here?"

The woman's voice was very soft, like a mother's voice: "Because I betrayed the Xuannv Sect, my senior sister Xiao wants to lock me up here, and because I defected to the female sect, my senior sister Leng wants to rescue me. But these are all appearances. The key is that I have a secret that concerns whether Senior Sister Leng can break through the bottleneck of the heavenly realm."

Hearing these secrets, Han Yue couldn't help holding his breath.

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

Han Yue nodded.

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

Han Yue was shocked. She never expected that the people of Xuannv Sect were so cruel and directly abolished the legs of this uncle. Not to mention how she broke the iron bars and broke the iron locks, how could this uncle leave this Xuannv Mountain with his legs broken?

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 the uncle yet."

"Ah..." The woman opened her mouth slightly, and her face also showed a look of reminiscence: "Name? I almost forgot what my name was. When I was in Xuannv Sect, I was called Shi Yue. Later, I escaped from Xuannv Sect and came to Pinnv Sect, and changed my name to Shi Wu Yue."

While speaking, she stretched out her slender fingers and wrote two names on the ground.

Han Yue asked cautiously: "Should I call you Uncle Shi or Uncle Wu Yue?"

The woman pointed at the name "Shi Wu Yue".

Han Yue immediately understood.

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

Han Yue said timidly, "My name is Han Yue, Han from the ancient Korean country, Yue from the moon."

"Han Yue." Shi Wu Yue smiled, "Your name also has a 'Yue' character in it, it seems that we are destined to be together. Senior Sister Leng asked you to come here, did she tell you anything?"

Han Yue hurriedly said, "Master asked me to unlock the restrictions for my uncle one step ahead of time. When the time comes, she will lead people to attack Xuannu Mountain, and then my uncle can cooperate with her inside and outside to make Xuannu Sect suffer a big loss."

Han Yue glanced at the iron chain on Shi Wu Yue's feet and asked, "Uncle Wu Yue, how can I help you unlock the restrictions?"

Shi Wu Yue tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "The simplest way, of course, is to cut off my feet, anyway, there is no use. And this method of regenerating broken limbs also exists. When Wanshou Zhenren had his arm cut off in the Yuxu Sword Fight, he still reattached it."