"Ah? 'Immortal Lord', do you know him too?"

Que'er was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and blurted out subconsciously.

But the old man seemed to deny this and shook his head gently.

"Haha... I am not an 'immortal king'."

Although the old man sounded smiling, his voice was extremely cold, making people feel scalp numb when listening to it.

Que'er's expression froze, and her body seemed to be frozen.

‘Oops…!!!’

Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die.

The word 'immortal king' seems to be a taboo for the elderly.

"Little girl, don't be nervous." Seemingly aware of Que'er's abnormality, the old man said again, "I am just an ordinary Taoist, and I have nothing to do with the 'immortal king'."

"By the way..." The conversation changed and the old man suddenly asked, "Little girl, have you seen the virgin (Chun Nan)?"

"...Yes!" In desperation, Que'er subconsciously blurted out, but quickly changed her words, "No, no, I just heard the old woman in the village mentioned it..."

"Old lady?" the old man murmured softly, as if he was thinking about something, "Anyway... the virgin (Chun Nan) is not here, and even I haven't seen him for a while."

After saying that, he sighed softly, as if he was lonely without his virginity.

"What?!"

However, Que'er was very surprised after hearing this answer, and her voice couldn't help but become much louder.

As soon as she said the words, she realized that her behavior was a bit rude and quickly covered her mouth.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked again in a low voice:

"Um... Taoist Priest, is it true that the virgin is not here with you?"

This time the old man didn't speak, he just shook his head gently.

"Ah, so that's it..."

When Que'er saw this, his expression instantly turned gloomy.

If the virgin is not here with Taoist Master (Old Man Wang), then where will he be?

From the tone of this old Taoist priest, it seems that he has a good relationship with the virgin. The two may have been friends for many years, but not necessarily.

Maybe it was just as the old woman said, the virgin used to come to the Taoist priest to chat and relieve his boredom, but at some point he suddenly disappeared.

But...

There are still many doubts here that Queer has not yet figured out.

For example, how can a virgin stay in a place full of death energy for such a long time with a weak body of a mortal?

If there is help from the Taoist priest, nothing will be surprising.

Que'er seemed to be asking and answering questions, and made up a reasonable explanation for these doubts.

Judging from the current situation, she has no other choice but to believe what the old man said.

If nothing unexpected happens, the old man is very likely to be a great immortal cultivator at the level of 'Immortal Lord', and his strength is even higher than that of Sima Feiwu, the ancestor of the Sima family.

With such strength, let alone a cultivator at the sixth level of the Tianquan Realm, she could handle it. Even if there were ten more of her, they might not be able to hurt the opponent even a hair.

Not to mention dying together.

So Queer gave up the idea of ​​dying together early. Although she was a little reckless, she was not stupid.

The only ones who can deal with the 'Immortal Lord' are other 'Immortal Lords'.

And the old man doesn't seem to be one of the 'Twelve Immortals' that Que'er knows.

Although she is just a little maid, she is also the personal maid of the eldest lady of the Sima family. By chance, she once met the 'Twelve Immortals'.

Although a big shot like the 'Immortal Lord' would definitely not remember her as a little maid, the appearance of every 'Immortal Lord' was firmly imprinted in her mind.

But no one's back looks like the old man, even though she has never seen the old man's true face until now.

After the conversation was interrupted, neither of them spoke again.

Queer stood outside the door and did not dare to take a step forward. She was very entangled in her heart. After losing the chance to speak, she could not express her true intention.

At the same time, I am also afraid of the existence of the old man.

Therefore, she could not leave easily. She could only freeze in place like a small animal encountering a natural enemy, at a loss.

The old man in the room did not play the piano again, but sat quietly on the futon.

However, just like this, the powerful pressure naturally exuded by the old man was so oppressive that Que'er couldn't breathe, as if her throat was being pinched, and even the flow of immortal power in her body began to stagnate.

This is the difference between ordinary immortal cultivators and ‘immortal kings’. The difference between the two is as big as the gap between heaven and earth.

At this moment, time seems to have stopped.

At this time, the hoarse and gloomy voice of the old man came from the room again.

"Little girl, would you like to hear me tell a story?"

Although the old man used a question, his tone was unquestionable.

Que'er seemed slightly hesitant when she heard this. She didn't have much time to waste on this kind of thing.

If she fails to bring the Fountain of Youth to the ancestor within the limited time, not only her, but even the eldest lady’s status and life will be threatened.

Especially now that the life or death of the eldest lady is uncertain, she just wants to get the Fountain of Youth as soon as possible, and then join Uncle Liu to find the eldest lady together.

While Que'er hesitated, the old man spoke again:

"Little girl, as long as you listen to the story I tell you, you will get what you want."

"What?!" As soon as she finished speaking, Que'er suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened with disbelief on her face.

"Fountain of Youth." The old man paused for a while and then said slowly, "Is this your purpose?"

"Why...?"

"That was about fifteen hundred years ago..."

Ignoring Que'er's muttering to himself, the old man continued to tell stories.

…………

"Master, master, come and catch me! Hahaha!"

The girl's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the sea of ​​pink flowers. She stepped on the road paved with petals and ran forward bouncing all the way.

The intoxicating peach blossoms fell in the wind and fell on the girl's hair and body. She stretched out her little hand to catch a fallen peach blossom, and then blew it away with a "whoosh", and the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Lin'er, slow down! Master...Master is too old to keep up...with you..."

Behind the girl, an old Taoist priest with gray hair was holding his knees and panting, as if he was very tired.

Seeing the girl running further and further away, he didn't have time to rest for a moment, so he quickly raised his head and reminded loudly:

"Lin'er, the road ahead is slippery, be careful!"

"Ah?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a girl's scream came from the front.

When the old Taoist priest saw this, he didn't dare to delay. He blushed and rushed over.

"Lin'er!"

About a quarter of an hour later, an old man and a young man were sitting on the big stone in the peach blossom forest.

The girl named "Lin Yu" frowned cutely, puffed her face angrily, and swung her legs desperately, but just ignored the old Taoist priest beside her.

The old Taoist priest looked anxious and defended himself desperately: "Lin'er, didn't the master apologize to you? Just forgive the master?"

Linyu lowered his head and pursed his lips, looking a little absent-minded.

No matter how much the old Taoist priest talked, she didn't listen to a word.

"Master, liar..."

"What?"

The old Taoist priest didn't seem to hear clearly. Just when he was about to ask, the girl jumped off the stone.

"Master, you idiot! You will die alone with this stone! Just a little bit!"

Linyu made a face, then ran away with a smile.

The old Taoist priest was left sitting alone on the stone.

Looking at the girl's retreating back, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, still mumbling to himself.
Chapter completed!