Nanchen fell at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the Queen Mother of the West attaches the most importance to etiquette and upbringing, and as a junior, if she directly enters the mountain, I am afraid that it will make her unhappy.

Nanchen stood still, sorted out the description a little, and just walked two steps, a little fairy in a goose-yellow skirt Shi Shiran walked over and saluted Nanchen.

"God has come from afar, and I don't know what is going on. ”

Nanchen nodded, "Surveyor Qin Nanchen, come and ask to see the Queen Mother of the West." ”

"It was originally the Divine Monarch of the Heavenly Survey, and it was really unfortunate that the Divine Monarch came, my mother just retreated today, and she did not see any guests. Although Xiao Xian'e looked respectful, the tone of her words was the attitude of the eviction order.

Nanchen frowned slightly, how could the Queen Mother of the West suddenly retreat?

Seeing that Nanchen didn't move, Xiao Xian'e said again, "Please go back to Shenjun." We are all fairies in Kunlun Mountain, and Niangniang is now in retreat, so it is really inconvenient to invite the gods to sit on the mountain. ”

"When will the Queen Mother say she will be out of the customs?" Nanchen said.

Xiao Xian'e shook her head, "Not really." ”

"Then the big fairy Moshu under the Queen Mother seat can be on the mountain?"

Xiao Xian'e tilted her head, as if she thought for a while, and just as she was about to speak, a soft female voice came from behind her.

"General Nanchen. ”

Nanchen looked at the owner of the voice, it was Fairy Moshu.

"Fairy Moshu. Nanchen nodded slightly.

The fairy called Mo Shu is wearing an ice blue wide-sleeved fairy dress, and her eyebrows are soft and beautiful.

"Sister. Xiao Xian'e in the goose yellow dress saw Mo Shu and owed slightly.

Mo Shu smiled at her, "General Nanchen and I are old friends, I'll just say hello here, you can go back first." ”

"But ......" Xiao Xian'e looked at Mo Shu and then at Nanchen.

"It's okay, go get busy with you. Moshu patted her head gently.

"Then I'll go back first, here," he looked at Nanchen again, "I'll leave it to my sister here." ”

"Well, go ahead. Moshu smiled and nodded at her.

Xiao Xian'e blessed Nanchen slightly, and turned to leave.

Nanchen looked at Xiao Xian'e, whose back was gradually disappearing, turned his head to Mo Shu and said, "The Queen Mother is in retreat?"

Mo Shu made a shushing gesture to Nanchen and shook her head with a smile.

Nanchen's eyes were puzzled.

Seeing this, Mo Shu raised her sleeves and gently covered the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Why are you still the same." It's been a long time, what are you going up the mountain for?" he said, leading Nanchen to the mountain from another way.

"I want to ask Niangniang to borrow Xuanbing Tianzhao Ding for use. Nanchen followed behind Mo Shu and replied as he walked.

He met Mo Shu and the great war between the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Clan five thousand years ago. Mo Shu, as the first fairy under the throne of the Queen Mother of the West, was sent by the Queen Mother of the West to heal the injuries suffered on the battlefield by the Divine Army of the Heavenly Clan because the practice of immortal law is a medical skill.

Mo Shu is not only superb in medical skills, but also compassionate, gentle in personality, whether it is a heavenly soldier or a heavenly general injured, she will treat it as soon as possible, regardless of the immortal level. Because she was fighting, there was turmoil and danger from time to time, and life in the army was also difficult, but she never said that she worked hard, and she would always distribute the elixir she adjusted and cultivated to other injured soldiers, so that the entire Heavenly Clan army had a good impression of her.

"Xuanbing Tianzhaoding?" Mo Shu stopped and turned to look at Nanchen, "What is the general borrowing this treasure for?"

Nanchen paused, thinking that he wanted to ask for help from the Queen Mother of the West, but after thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth.

"One of mine," thought for a moment, "friend, because of me, my cultivation has been completely dispersed, and now I am seriously injured, I want to ask my mother to borrow Xuanbing Amaterasu Ding to give her some self-cultivation." ”

"Scattered cultivation and seriously injured?" Mo Shu's eyes widened slightly, "Where is this friend of yours now, do you need me to take a look?"

Nanchen shook his head, "No need, she has now returned to her mother clan, and someone will treat her, but this cultivation is ......"

Mo Shu nodded clearly, "Injuries and illnesses can be treated, except for cultivating by oneself and slowly cultivating back, only this Xuanbing Tianzhao Ding can condense one person's cultivation into a Dandu to another person." ”

Nanchen nodded, "Well, that's why I came to ask Niangniang for this treasure." ”

"It's just ......" Mo Shu's eyes were full of worry and looked at Nanchen and said, "The general should know my mother's temper, you came to borrow Baoding this time, and the mother will definitely not lend it to you." ”

"I understand, but I can't think of any other way than this method right now," she said again, looking at Mo Shu, "and ask the fairy to help." ”

Mo Shu smiled lightly, "What did the general say, you once saved my life, I will do my best to help you in this matter, but ......"

"Just what?" Nanchen looked at Mo Shu.

Mo Shu smiled bitterly, "It's just that Niangniang is not in a good mood recently, I'm afraid that you are coming to borrow Baoding now, and there is not much hope." ”

As they spoke, Nanchen and Mo Shu had already walked to a courtyard on Kunlun Mountain.

Mo Shu let Nanchen into a stone table in the courtyard and sat down, turned around and took out the teacup, and poured a cup of tea for Nanchen.

"You just said that the Queen Mother has not been in a good mood lately?" Nanchen slowly took a sip of tea, looked at Mo Shu and said, "What's the matter?"

Mo Shu sat down opposite Nanchen, poured herself a cup of tea, and took a sip slowly.

"A few days ago, Tianjun subdued an evil Jiao in the northern underworld, but because the miasma on Jiao's body was too heavy, he brought it over and placed it in the spiritual pool of Kunlun Houshan to get rid of the miasma on its body. Now the entire Kunlun Houshan is full of miasma, and Niangniang has a headache for this, and she wants to kill the evil Jiao directly and is afraid of losing the face of the Heavenly Monarch, so she is a little irritable. ”

Nanchen lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Fairy Moshu, can you take me to meet Niangniang?"

Mo Shu tilted her head and thought for a while, "What good way did the general think of?"

Nanchen has always been a resourceful, bold and careful person, when the Heavenly Clan and the Demon Clan fought, Nanchen led the troops to meet the battle at a young age, and did not taste a defeat, Mo Shu actually admired him very much in her heart. It's just that after the war, she didn't have a chance to see him again, and this kind of heart was slowly put aside.

Nanchen smiled slightly, "There is indeed a way, I don't know if it will work, but I always have to try." ”

Mo Shu stood up, looked at Nanchen and nodded, "Then, the general will take a break here, and I'll go and inform Niangniang, but I'm not completely sure if Niangniang is willing to see you." He frowned slightly, a little embarrassed. Nanchen gave her hope, and if he was disappointed, he would always feel a little uncomfortable.

"Then there's Fairy Lao. Nanchen also stood up and arched his hand at Mo Shu.

"General, don't, you're tormenting me like this. Mo Shu hurriedly waved her hand.

Nanchen smiled and sat down again, "Then I'll wait for the fairy's good news." ”

Mo Shu also smiled at Nanchen, turned around and walked out.

Nanchen gently turned the teacup in his hand. I don't know how Xiao Qi is now, whether the injury is better, she has always been high-spirited, and she was seriously injured by Mu Ling and beaten back to her original form, I don't know if she will still feel uncomfortable now.

Thinking of this, Nanchen frowned slightly, Mu Ling. The strength in his hand was heavy, and the teacup crackled.

【Taishan Mansion】

After Mu Ling returned to Taishan Mansion, he kept himself locked in the house, did not eat or drink, and did not see anyone.

Mu Ling lay on the bed and looked at his broken leg. His eyes gradually became clouded with a layer of cruelty.

Mo Qi! This time it's your fate! Nanchen actually cut off one of my legs for you, and dared to contradict my father! What kind of princess are you, and what about you?! I won't just let you go!

A black shadow suddenly appeared silently in the room, and Mu Ling didn't notice it until the black shadow sounded.

"Yuanjun. The black shadow's voice was shrill and cold.

"What kind of person!?boldly break into my Taishan Mansion!" Mu Ling was shocked, he had been scattered for more than 10,000 years of cultivation, was it already not good to this extent? Mu Ling's hatred in his heart was even stronger.

"Yuanjun, don't panic, it's me. The black shadow slowly moved to Mu Ling's bed, allowing Mu Ling to see him clearly.

Mu Ling narrowed his eyes and snorted lightly, "It's you, you are not small, if you dare to come here to see me, you are not afraid of being discovered by my father." ”

The black shadow laughed, "Yuan Jun said that you are laughing, you noble people have forgotten, once you gave my master a Yuan Ling Orb, which can cover our breath, and I only dared to come in with it." The black shadow took out a bead with a soft pale yellow light from his waist, showed it to Mu Ling, and stuffed it back into his waist.

Mu Ling snorted coldly, "That waste Qianyu, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't do things well at the beginning, how would I be like this now!"

The black shadow looked a little unhappy, but he still said with a hint of respect, "The master knows what happened to Yuan Jun this time, and he is also very sad in his heart, so he sent a slave over this time to hand over this thing to Yuan Jun." ”

The black shadow said as he turned into a black wooden brocade box from his sleeve, and slowly bowed down and raised his hands in front of Mu Ling.

Mu Ling sat up slightly, with a hint of contempt in his expression, "What's it?"

Yuan Jun opened it and knew. ”

"Hmph, it's better to have something good, if it's something useless, don't blame this seat for being polite. Mu Ling glanced at the black shadow coldly, and reached out to open the box.

In the brocade box lies a calf, smooth and silky, white and flawless.

"Glass Snow Jade?" Mu Ling was slightly stunned.

The black shadow smiled slightly, "Yes, it's the glazed snow jade." ”

This glazed snow jade is extremely rare, although it is jade, it is the hind leg bone of the monster Zhu Huai of Beiyue Mountain.

This thing is vicious, and it is good at concealment, and it is extremely difficult to find. But its bones are as smooth as jade, hard as steel, clear and glassy, and once it drips blood and recognizes its master, it can be driven at will, which is an excellent thing for making divine weapons.

It's a pity that if Zhuhuai wants to draw it out, it needs to use the bloody breath of mortal life, and it takes at least more than 100 people's blood to draw out a Zhuhuai each time, and only the humerus of its left hind leg is glazed snow jade. This method is too contrary to the principles of heaven and has long been regarded as a forbidden object by the Celestial Clan.

Mu Ling gently stroked his hand over the calf made of glazed snow jade in the wooden box, if he used it to pick up his broken leg, then there would be no obstacle to walking, sitting and lying on his own, and as long as this thing was dripping blood to recognize the master, it would be easy to use. Moreover, this glazed snow jade is smooth and delicate, and its appearance is also excellent.

Mu Ling gently pulled the corners of her mouth, "Heh, it's hard for Qianyu to have a heart." ”

The black shadow probed the brocade box forward again, "Yuanjun likes it, and my master didn't waste this effort." ”

Mu Ling took the glazed snow jade out of the box, and slowly rubbed his fingers, "I heard that he was picked off by the Qing Ying Sword and broke his tendons and feet, like a waste person, and he has not been able to heal so far, you go back and tell him that this glazed snow jade will not be collected in vain, and after a while, this seat will naturally have a return gift." ”

The black shadow closed the wooden brocade box and slowly took a step back, "The slave will definitely tell the master when he goes back, and the master will be happy to hear it." With that, the figure slowly disappeared into the darkness of the room.

Mu Ling looked at the glazed snow jade in his hand and slowly pulled the corners of his mouth.