I walked over to him and sat down, listening attentively.

The liar stood up slowly and leaned over my ear.

"Isn't the little girl next to you a human?"

When I heard him say that, I almost lost my balance and fell to the ground, and my expression became unnatural.

But I still held on, pretending to know nothing: "What are you talking about, liar? Don't talk nonsense to me."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Liar... No, the old man laughed twice and retracted his body and sat down.

"Whether I am a liar or not, you should have your own opinion in your heart, young man." The old man paused to observe my reaction, and then continued, "But the origin of this monster is not simple."

"I would like to hear more about it." I sat upright, confirming the old man's words.

"Do you know that there is an immortal in Penglai, named One-Eyebrow Taoist."

"This... I really don't know." I have only been in Penglai for a few days, how can I know about your world?

The old man continued: "The two eyebrows of One-Eyebrow Taoist are connected together, and he usually loves to travel. His greatest hobby in life is sleeping, so he is also nicknamed Sleeping Taoist."

"Sleeping Taoist!" Hearing the familiar name, my eyes lit up.

I didn't expect that the name that the Sheep God told me was actually a nickname. If I searched "One-Eyebrow Taoist" on the Internet, I might be able to find more information.

The old man seemed to have completely grasped my information and continued, "The young man is a disciple of Wudang Mountain. He has a dragon in his hand that is bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, so he came to ask for help from the Taoist Master Yimei. Because he is the maker of the Immortal Binding Rope, he must have a way to help you rescue the little dragon."

"Who are you?" I stood up and looked at the old man in front of me with a puzzled look.

I have only been in Penglai for two days, and this street is also the first time I pass by. How could there be someone who knows me better than myself?

The old man continued as if he didn't hear my question: "Let's talk about the monster around you."

Meng Zhen heard the old man mention her name and stared at him with her big watery eyes.

"Her prototype is a pillow. Because she has been with the Taoist Master Yimei for a long time, she has been infected with the Taoist Master Yimei's aura, so she turned into a human form, but she is not a monster, but a spirit."

"Spirit?" A concept I have never heard of.

"That's right, everything has spirits, from flowers, birds, fish and insects to mountains and rivers. When there is enough spirit energy attached to an object, it will turn into a human form. It sounds very similar to a demon, but demons have demonic energy, and spirits have spiritual energy. The two cannot be confused."

"Mengzhen is not a demon..." I looked at the little cutie beside me, so it made sense that she didn't have the characteristics of a demon.

"That's right, she's not a demon. So the idea of ​​putting her in the demon-slaying book can be put aside. She is neither a demon nor a fairy, so she can't be included in the demon-slaying book."

Who is this old man? He can see through my inner thoughts at a glance?

"Yes." I was completely seen through, and I could only agree in shame.

"After saying so much, I haven't asked for your name, senior?"

I believe that the person in front of me is definitely not simple. Maybe his reputation and strength are even better than my master and uncle.

The old man stood up and walked towards the path behind.

"If you trust me, follow me. If you don't, you can leave on your own."

The old man's voice was not loud, but every word was clearly heard by me.

With this strength in front of me, I had to believe it.

Even if there was a trap ahead, I had to jump in order to find out his identity.

I pulled Meng Zhen and quickly followed the old man in front of me.

Although the old man looked unsteady, his movements were not slow at all. I followed him closely and still felt a little tired.

"Brother, I can't walk anymore."

After walking quickly for more than ten minutes, the young Meng Zhen had reached his limit and was unwilling to move forward no matter what.

Looking at the old man who was getting farther and farther away from me, I held Meng Zhen in my arms and continued to follow the old man's pace.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I felt a little exhausted carrying the weight.

"Old senior, are we not there yet?"

I asked the old man in front of me loudly, but he seemed to be completely unaware and continued to walk his own way.

Seeing that I had been following him for so long, I could not give up here, so I gritted my teeth and continued to chase him.

As I continued to walk forward, my consciousness gradually became blurred.

Just when I was about to fall to the ground due to exhaustion, the old man suddenly

Suddenly stopped.

"We're here."

I hurriedly came to my senses and found that I was surrounded by fog.

I looked up again, how did I return to the white building on the fairy mountain?

The old man turned around and looked at me with a smile.

I looked at his face, but I couldn't smile at all.

This was no longer the look of the nearly 100-year-old man. At this time, he had a different face and looked quite energetic.

Mengzhen saw the old man's face, jumped out of my arms excitedly, and threw himself into the old man's arms.

"Grandpa, I finally see you!"

"Grandpa? So the person in front of you is..."

"Young man, I am the sleeping Taoist you are looking for." The old man still looked cheerful, and he answered while stroking Mengzhen's head.

I couldn't believe my ears. The sleeping Taoist was found so easily by me. Wasn't I dreaming?

"You, you are... the sleeping Taoist?" I was so surprised that I couldn't say a complete sentence.

The old man still had a childlike innocence, and turned around on the spot to show himself: "It's genuine."

"Great." I immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the Taoist in front of me, "Please save Liu Si Niang and release her from the immortal rope!"

"Haha, no hurry, no hurry." The Taoist helped me up, "I am just a mortal, not an immortal at all. I don't know which fame-seeking people gave me the title of immortal, and even said that the immortal rope was created by me."

"Isn't it you, senior?"

"Of course not, if I had that ability, I would have to catch a few immortals and keep them around for fun."

Hearing the words of the Taoist, my heart sank.

Is the information given by the Sheep God wrong?

"But..." Yimei Taoist changed the subject, "I have been in the martial arts world for so many years, so I naturally know some ways to remove the immortal ropes."

"Senior, please feel free to say it. As long as I can save Si Niang, I am willing to do anything." I bowed to Yimei Taoist with both hands at a 90-degree angle.

"Okay, that's what I want you to say." Yimei Taoist's voice suddenly rose a lot, "I really have a very important thing here that I need you to do."

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