Immortals Are Not Demons

"I want to be your disciple," she said confidently when they met. "I can agree with you, and you won't regret it in the future." After careful consideration, he took a step back. She originally thought that it would only last a lifetime, but little did she know that thousands of years ago, under the tree with flaming maple leaves, she lightly curled her lips and said, "Little Taoist priest, you saved me, but you have to pledge your life to me." As young as him, he raised his head and promised, "Naji's six rites are indispensable. Go back and report to your teacher, and the scenery will welcome you."