The snow was falling, and everything at the end of the day was dyed snow-white.

Between the white peaks and ridges of Laoshan Mountain, along with the winding path winding up the mountain, a Taoist temple is located on the mountainside, named Yuntian Temple.

Yuntianguan looks like some years, but the Taoist priest in the temple should be a little embarrassed, the Taoist temple is in disrepair, leaking in the cold wind, there is an incense burner under the pine tree in front of the main hall, and the incense has not been lit again for a long time, which shows that the Taoist priest in the temple has not given incense to the Taoist in the temple for a long time, and he is extremely lazy.

On the kang head of the quiet room where the level of construction is not very good, a small Taoist priest sits wrapped in a quilt, leans out with one hand and grasps a Taoist scripture, and recites words silently in his mouth.

"Surrender the heart ape!"

"Cut off mundane thoughts!"

"Sing to the Yellow Court!"

"Bigu seeks immortals!"

"Goo!" a long voice emanated from the quilt. The stomach is empty, the hunger is unbearable, and even if the mouth is strong, the body is still very honest.

Gao Xian pursed his mouth, put the Taoist scripture on the side, and wrapped the quilt tightly.

"Whoa!"

At this time, a cold wind blew, and the window blocked by the hay leaked again, which made Gao Xian's neck cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The Taoist priest's name is Gao Xian, he looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen, and the strange thing is that there is a mark between his eyebrows, which makes people feel extraordinary when they see it.

Gao Xian's eyebrows can sense the special things between heaven and earth, and enshrine them as a protector deity.

This god was sealed by Gao Xian, so he was marked with Gao Xian, and he couldn't escape Gao Xian's control.

However, Gao Xian searched all over the entire Basking Mountain, and only enshrined two protector gods, winter came, Gao Xian was afraid of the cold and cold, so he hid in the view, waiting for the beginning of spring.

Lazily got out of the quilt, and when he went out, Gao Xian immediately bent down and curled up in a ball with small steps, and walked into the stove room.

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

When he opened the cylinder head, he saw that the scoop made of gourd melon was obliquely in the cylinder, and there was nothing, Gao Xian's face changed suddenly: "What? ”

Gao Xian propped up the window and looked into the grass hut next door, and could see a black and shiny donkey tied inside.

Hearing the sound, the donkey jumped up at once, and looked at Gao Xian in horror, just in time to meet his hungry eyes.

Immediately the donkey stood on tiptoe like a human, and the whole donkey began to tremble.

Gao Xian's first edict was this donkey protector, who was also the protector god with the highest intelligence, and even able to speak, cunning by nature, and could not be compared with another protector god who turned into a dead thing.

However, judging from Gao Xian's eyes, it is not long in life.

In the donkey shed, Gao Xian's hand brushed the smooth and shiny fur of the donkey, and he could feel the donkey's panic, and white gas came out of both nostrils, making a strange whimper.

"It's all so fat, I don't eat less on weekdays! I said that there is no grass in a radius of several miles. ”

Gao Xian's face changed suddenly, and he scolded angrily: "Ah, you demon, how can you tolerate you if you destroy the cycle of heaven and earth like this." ”

"Today, the poor Dao will eliminate the demon and defend the Dao, and accept you for God. ”

Looking at this fat and oily donkey, Gao Xian thought to himself that he would slaughter it and make it into cured meat and boil it, maybe he would be able to survive this cold winter.

The donkey's front hooves knelt down suddenly, and he actually opened his mouth to speak: "Empty dust fairy, the turf is gone because the weather is cold, and it is not the fault of the little donkey!

The old Taoist priest was born in a famous family, and he worked hard all his life to cultivate the Tao, and he walked all over the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, although he saw some strange things, strange people, but it was just that, it seems that there is probably no real person in this world who cultivates immortals.

In the end, when the old way was sitting, he left a sentence at the end.

"Seeking the Tao for decades, in the end it is just the first empty red dust, you will call it empty dust in the future, don't learn from me again, to seek the ethereal fairy fate. ”

"The mountain is bitter and lonely, if you can't keep it, go down the mountain to return to the customs, marry a wife and have children!"

And he departed.

The little Taoist priest cried a lot, and after waking up, his body was occupied by a soul from outside the sky, and he had the later high envy.

Gao Xian sighed, sat on the hay and reasoned with the donkey.

"Donkey, donkey, I don't want to eat you!"

"It's a pity that the firewood in the temple is exhausted, hunger and cold are compulsory, you and I will have to starve to death together sooner or later, rather than starving to death together, it is better to die of you, you are also immeasurably meritorious. ”

The donkey hurriedly said: "Daxian, even if you eat it, I won't be able to last long, it's better to keep me, the little donkey can be a substitute for traveling, and set off the fairy wind bones of Daxian." ”

"Gongzhou City is rich at the bottom of the mountain, why not go down the mountain and take a walk. ”

Gao Xian, the empty dust, felt reasonable, although the weather was too cold, but the mountains really couldn't survive, and Gao Xian's plan for the winter didn't seem to work.

"Also, after a year of painstaking cultivation, it's time to go down the mountain to kill demons and help the right path. ”

"I am willing to be driven by the Great Immortal. ”

The decision to go down the mountain was hasty, but it was made quickly, because it was really poor.

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

Grabbed a short blade placed at the head of the bed, the streamer reflected the face, Gao Xian drew his sword out of the sheath, and the smooth blade reflected Gao Xian's clean face with the bonus of a teenager, and a wisp of road marks faintly revealed a sense of dust.

The divine sword roared lightly, moving on its own, coiling around Gao Xian's side, like a swimming dragon.

This is the Green Dragon Protector, which is made up of a green dragon sword, but the spirit and the donkey protector are not comparable, and can only convey some simple emotions.

However, with the cultivation of the Dharma Protector himself, his spiritual wisdom and his own supernatural powers are constantly growing, and he thinks that one day he will be able to surpass Gao Xian's imagination.

"Last night, there was a vision in the sky, and the poor road pinched his fingers, and a demon will be born, and he will go down the mountain to save the lives of the Li people. ”

"Qinglong Protector, it's time for you to make a name for yourself. ”

Of course, when eliminating demons and defending the Dao, it is also necessary to collect a sum of incense money to repair the Taoist temple and shape the golden body of the Taoist Venerable.

Gao Xian put the Qinglong Sword in his sleeve, and he couldn't see the hidden killing intent from the outside.

"Where is the donkey protector general?" Gao Xian shouted.

"General Donkey is here. The donkey ran out of the back and crawled in front of Gao Xian.

It was snowing, Gao Xian grabbed his coat and put it on his body, locked the gate, and rode down the mountain on a donkey.

In the heavy snow, the people in the clothes rode on donkeys and sang.

"If a cloud of smoke and rain is in his life. ”

"There is no sunshine or wind in the road. ”

“......”

The world is white, and the falling snow flies, forming a picture of the empty dust fairy riding a donkey down the mountain.