Xiao Zhiyao had a Taoist companion.
While others get up early to practice swordplay, he cleans the courtyard and prepares breakfast.
While others build foundations and form elixirs, he buys vegetables, does laundry, and kills chickens and fish.
While others went down the mountain to eliminate demons, he tidied up the bookcases and fed the spiritual pets.
Someone else was attending the Fairy Sword Tournament, and he said it was just a good time to dry the bedding. Zhiyao liked the smell of sunshine.
In short, he either holds a broom or a spatula. He has never held a fairy sword, and no one has ever seen him use magic.
It is said that he is a beautiful male favorite sent by other sects to please the leader.
However, the leader is devoted to cultivating Taoism and has no such worldly desires. I was just afraid that it would be difficult for him, so I gave him a title.
Later, Xiao Zhiyao reached the Mahayana stage and was able to bring his sect disciples to visit the immortal world.
The face of the ancestor of Dujie was hidden behind the glazed bead curtain, and he said: "Let all fellow Taoists taste my stew... No, the red date and bird's nest dew in my palace."
All the disciples were shocked: "Do you still have this in your palace? Our leader's favorite late-night snack??"
Intention: Do what you do and love what you do.
