It is rumored that Xishan is independent, and in addition to Wushen Mountain, it is another immortal mountain that few people have set foot on.

The peach forest is hundreds of miles, endless, reflecting the glow of the sunset, which is extremely gorgeous.

Such a charming delicacy has not changed for thousands of years, day by day, like spring, and there is a little dampness in the air.

There is a mysterious master living in Xishan, the world calls her the Virgin of Xishan, but there are very few people who have seen her, she is ignorant of the world, pure heart and few desires to break away from mortal dust, and has been guarding Xishan for tens of thousands of years.

Jun Li walked through the corridor in the peach forest with Mu Yan in his arms, and the Virgin was quiet, only to see a very small number of fairy children shuttling through the peach forest, and when he saw Jun Li, his face was full of surprise.

Except for the sound of footsteps, the peach forest was quiet.

At the end of the winding corridor, the Virgin stood next to the jade pool, whether it was the peach forest behind her or the blue waves in front of her, there was never the slightest wave.

Hearing the movement, she turned around, her cold face and cold eyes made the whole West Mountain even more deserted.

Jun Li bowed lightly, "Our Lady." ”

Our Lady said lightly, "How could the Divine Venerable come to this land of the West Mountain?" ”

"Naturally, I have a request for you." Jun Li was less indifferent than usual, and there was a little more worry in his tone, and the Holy Mother glanced at the woman in his arms, and her eyebrows were closed.

"It's a miracle that the god set foot here for the first time for a woman." She was still faint, and her emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"She is a personal disciple of Patriarch Dugu." Jun Li stared at her, no longer beating around the bush.

Our Lady froze and looked at Mu Yan in disbelief, at this moment, her eyes were tightly closed, and her extremely ordinary face was as pale as paper.

Our Lady took her wrist and put her hand on her vein, and after a moment, said lightly, "She has gone against the heavens and caused her cultivation to be ruined, and she is dying." ”

Jun Li's eyes were dark, her heart was throbbing, and her voice was hoarse, "You have a way to save her." ”

"You can't be saved by the gods of the Six Realms, how can you conclude that I can?" Her tone was light, but her eyes were fixed on the wooden face.

Jun Li didn't speak, and the Holy Mother didn't ask any more questions, but if he had the slightest way, he wouldn't find Xishan.

"You put her down first." After speaking, she raised her hand and a faint light flickered, and a huge lotus flower bloomed on the edge of the pool, "Put it on the lotus." ”

Jun Li did not hesitate, put Mu Yan lightly on the lotus, the Holy Mother took out a jade bottle, dropped a few drops on her lips, and cast another spell, her face gradually became rosy.

"She has my Xishan artifact Feng Yanyu in her body, and it was no big problem except that she couldn't show her true face in her body, but this time she went against the sky and was counterattacked.

It would be very painful to forcibly take it out, but surely the Divine Venerable would do it? ”

The Holy Mother recounted this matter in a very light tone, but Jun Li listened to it tightly, "The deity uses cultivation to protect her true body, and it is feasible to take it after He Lao refines the pill?" ”

She froze slightly.

"Cold grass? It turns out that the Divine Venerable has already prepared, and if you are willing to give up your cultivation, of course I can do it here. ”

Jun Lixin breathed a sigh of relief, the darkness between her eyebrows dissipated, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her eyes stared at the woman in the lotus.

Our Lady glanced at him, and felt that today was really an eye-opener, although she had not stepped out of the West Mountain for a long time, but she still knew a little about the rumors about the gods.

She smiled very lightly, what a pure heart and few desires, the high place is unbearable, but she has not met the person who made her go to the soup and fire.

Perhaps the god venerable has a favorite candidate for the queen of the gods?