There was heavy snowfall, and everything at the end of the sky was dyed white.

Among the vast white peaks of Laoshan Mountain, along the winding path winding up the mountain, a Taoist temple is located halfway up the mountain, named Yuntian Temple.

Yuntian Temple seems to be quite old, but the Taoist priests in the temple must be in some embarrassment. The Taoist temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and is exposed to wind from all sides in the cold wind. There is an incense burner under the pine trees in front of the main hall, and no incense has been lit for a long time, which further highlights the temple's

The Taoist priest inside has not offered incense to the Taoist priest in the temple for a long time, and is extremely lazy.

In the quiet room of the side room, on top of a poorly built Kang, a little Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged, wrapped in a quilt, holding a Taoist scripture with one hand, and silently reciting words.

"Submit your own desires!"

"Cut off the worldly thoughts!"

"Quietly chanting Huang Ting!"

"Beyond the valley and seek immortality!"

"Gu!" A long voice emanated from the quilt. My belly was empty and I was unbearably hungry. Even if I tried to be brave with my words, my body was still very honest.

Gao Xian pursed his lips, threw the Taoist Scripture aside, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

"Boom!"

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew through, and the window blocked with hay leaked air again. The blow made the back of Gao Xian's neck feel cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The Taoist priest's name is Gao Xian. He looks no more than fifteen years old. What's strange is that there is a mark between his eyebrows, which makes people feel extraordinary at first sight.

The mark between Gao Xian's eyebrows can sense special things between heaven and earth, and confer them with a protector spirit.

This god was sealed by Gao Xian, so it was marked with Gao Xian's mark and could not escape Gao Xian's control.

However, Gao Xian searched the entire Laoshan Mountain and only sealed two guardian deities. When winter came, Gao Xian was afraid of the cold, so he hid in the temple to wait for the beginning of spring.

Gao Xian lazily got out of the bed and walked into the kitchen with small steps.

The kitchen was empty, the dried vegetables, bacon and meat had long been swept away, leaving only rows of hanging ropes and empty jars.

When he opened the lid of the jar and saw that the gourd gourd was leaning in the jar, there was nothing left. Gao Xian's expression suddenly changed: "What? I've finished eating the corn noodles too."

Gao Xian raised the window and looked into the hay shed next door. He could see a shiny black donkey tied inside.

Hearing the sound, the donkey jumped up and looked at Gao Xian in horror, meeting his hungry eyes.

Immediately, I saw the donkey raising its legs like a human being, and the whole donkey began to tremble.

The first person Gao Xian consecrated was this donkey protector. He was also the most intelligent protector. He was even able to speak well and was cunning by nature. He was incomparable to another protector who was transformed into a dead creature.

But judging from Gao Xian's eyes, it was already dead.

In the donkey shed, Gao Xian's hands brushed the donkey's oily and shiny fur, and he could feel the donkey's panic. White air came out of both nostrils and it made a strange whimpering sound.

"I'm so fat. I eat a lot on weekdays! There's no turf left for miles around."

Gao Xian's expression suddenly changed and he shouted angrily: "Hey, you evildoer, you destroy the cycle of heaven and earth in this way, how can I tolerate you?"

"Today I will slay the demons and defend the Tao, and accept you for God."

Looking at the fat and oily donkey, Gao Xian wanted to kill it and make it into bacon. Maybe it could survive the cold winter.

The donkey suddenly knelt down on its front hooves and spoke in human language: "Great Immortal Kongchenzi, the turf is gone because of the cold weather and the ground. It's not the donkey's fault! You old man, please spare the little donkey's life.

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The Taoist name Kongchenzi was given to him by the previous temple master of Yuntian Temple. The old Taoist priest came from a well-known family. He practiced Taoism painstakingly all his life and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou. Although he saw some strange things and strange people, it was just that.

That's all. It seems that there is probably no real person who has cultivated immortality and attained Taoism in this world.

When the old Taoist finally passed away, he left one last sentence.

"I have been searching for the Tao for decades, but in the end the world of mortals is empty. From now on, your Taoist name will be called Kongchen, and don't follow my example and seek that illusory destiny."

"If you can't live in poverty and loneliness on the mountain, then go down to the mountain and return to secular life, get a wife and have children!"

Then he let go.

The little Taoist priest burst into tears. When he woke up, his body was occupied by a soul from outside the world, and he became Gao Xian.

Gao Xian sighed and sat on the hay to reason with the donkey.

"Donkey! Donkey! I don't even want to eat you!"

"It's a pity that the temple has run out of firewood and food, and is suffering from hunger and cold. Sooner or later, you and I will starve to death together. Rather than starve to death together, it would be better for you to die alone. Your merits are immeasurable."

The donkey hurriedly said: "Great Immortal! Even if you eat me, you won't be able to hold on for long. You might as well keep me. The donkey can be a transportation mount, bringing out the immortal spirit of the Great Immortal."

"The city of Gongzhou is rich and prosperous at the foot of the mountain. Why not take a walk down the mountain."

Kong Chenzi and Gao Xian thought it was reasonable. Although the weather was really too cold, we really couldn't survive on the mountain. Gao Xian Wo Dong's plan didn't seem feasible.

"That's right, after practicing Taoism for a long time, it's time to go down the mountain to slay demons and restore the righteous path."

"I am willing to be driven by the great immortal."

The decision to go down the mountain was hasty, but the trip was completed quickly because we were really broke.

Gao Xian just packed up a few tattered robes, three or two Taoist scriptures, and finally swept away the few pieces of dry food offered in front of Taoist Sanqing, and then he was ready to set off.

He grabbed a short blade placed by the bedside, and the light reflected his face. Gao Xian drew the sword out of its sheath. The smooth blade reflected Gao Xian's clean face with the bonus of a young man, and a trace of traces faintly revealed.

The meaning of the stock coming out of dust.

The divine sword whistled softly and moved on its own, coiling around Gao Xian's body like a swimming dragon.

This is the Green Dragon Protector, which is inspired by a Green Dragon Sword. However, his spiritual intelligence is not comparable to that of the Donkey Protector, and he can only convey some simple emotions.

However, as the protector practices his own practice, his spiritual wisdom and his own magical powers are constantly growing, and he thinks that one day he will be able to surpass Gao Xian's imagination.

"There was a strange phenomenon in the sky last night. I calculated with my fingers that a demon would be born and come down the mountain to save the lives of Li people."

"Dragon Protector Qinglong, it's time for you to become famous all over the world."

Of course, when eradicating demons and defending the Tao, it is also necessary to collect a sum of incense money to repair the Taoist temple and build a golden body for the Taoist.

Gao Xian put the Qinglong Sword into his sleeve. From the outside, there was no hint of the murderous intent hidden inside.

"Where is the General Donkey Protector?" Gao Xian shouted.

"General Donkey is here." The donkey quickly ran out from behind and crawled in front of Gao Xian.

It started to snow, so Gao Xian grabbed his raincoat and put it on his body, locked the gate, got on his donkey and went down the mountain.

In the heavy snow, Taoist priests in coir raincoats ride on donkeys and sing loudly.

"If you live your whole life in the mist and rain."

"The truth is that there is neither sunshine nor wind."

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