PS: Today is also the birthday of a certain family, so let’s do three updates today...hehe!

Yang Nan returned to the backyard and saw Miaoyuan and Taoist Haoyun busy arranging flowers and plants and decorating the scenery in the courtyard. Miaoyuan, dressed in a coarse cloth dress, was standing on the flower branches and carefully pruning the branches. Haoyun muttered.

Silently leaning on the ground to pick up broken flowers and branches, the two graceful women had a delicate figure and a simple and ordinary demeanor. There was a sense of tranquility and long-lastingness in it, which made people forget it unconsciously.

Lost their ordinary looks.

Yang Nan stared at it for a long time, then Shi Shiran raised his hand and said with a smile: "Madam, you have worked hard. My husband wants to go to the mountains today and follow the crowd to pay homage to the Great Sun God. Is it okay?"

Miaoyuan glared at him angrily and amusingly on the bright flower branch, and passed a wisp of fairy voice, saying: "Don't talk nonsense, it's okay if the Yang God doesn't come to worship you, you will go to worship the Yang God? You are obviously going to play.

That’s it.”

Yang Nan chuckled and replied with a fairy voice, saying: "He is a serious Daluo Jinxian. I am only a half-xian now, so it is reasonable to pay my respects to him!"

Miao Yuan shook his head in a funny way and said, "You can go and play on your own. Sister Haoyun and I are going to take advantage of the beautiful weather today to renovate this huge backyard. Maybe you can meet that beauty-loving romantic."

God, let’s see if you can learn some tricks and come back!”

The two of them were talking about their relationship, and Taoist Aunt Haoyun on the side also raised her dark eyes with a look of disdain. She had been talking with Miaoyuan with her spiritual thoughts when they were working together, so she naturally guessed what the couple was talking about.

Something, her eyes as bright as paint were full of mockery.

Seeing that this little girl actually despised him, Yang Nan felt very depressed and said: "The Feng family just invited me to a banquet and play. How can I really go to the Yang Temple to worship? I don't want a son, and I don't worship."

God, besides, Yang Shen’s entry into the world is just a rumor among the world, so you don’t need to worry too much, Madam.”

That Great Immortal Yang Xi has no friendship with Yang Nan. Even if Yang Nan wants to make friends, I am afraid that he may not be interested in him at this time...

Fairy Miaoyuan suddenly broke off a green branch, sighed sadly, and said: "You have countless love debts in your life, and I think you are not much different from the Yang God. As long as you don't bring me a sister this time, I will

That’s enough…”

Although Yang Nan was not as romantic as Yang Shen, he still attracted the attention of many peerless women. Miao Yuan's words were so apt that Yang Nan was stunned and speechless for a while.

Although Fairy Miaoyuan had concealed her peerless beauty, her sad look was full of real gold. The deep meaning behind it could be said to be heartbreaking for those who heard it. Yang Nan thought about it and knew that her changing expressions was commonplace. How could he really take it seriously?

After leaving the courtyard, he laughed loudly and said: "I'm going to the mountains. I don't know how many peerless beauties there are. Their husbands are also talented men. Maybe they are talented and beautiful, and they really want to get a second wife. You have to be careful..."

"The boss is not young, he is not serious yet..."

Before Yang Nan's voice fell, the person was already far away. Fairy Miaoyuan spat, shook her head in a funny way, and continued to plant and cut flowers with Aunt Haoyun.

Yang Nan came out of the mansion, drove away all the five little ghosts and Laiha, and boarded the Zhu family's carriage proudly. The Zhu family's carriage was very spacious, even if it could accommodate ten people, it would not feel crowded. Seeing that the master did not take him, the five ghosts came forward

Went to play, but had no choice but to give up. Xianshu Village was only ten miles away from Xianshu Mountain. When Zhu Tong saw that he had invited his teacher to his home, he was extremely excited. He immediately ordered the driver to gallop his horse and run straight to the foot of the mountain.

After staying in the Fairy Tree Village for three full years, Yang Nan has visited all the four mountains and rivers. The scenery of Jiuzhou is beautiful and magnificent. The mountains outside the city are endless. The residence of Zhu Tong and the other two people is the closest to the farm.

At the foot of the fairy tree mountain.

The Immortal Tree Mountain is only five or sixty feet high, but when you look at it, you can see the steep peaks and steep cliffs. The undulating mountains have a sense of mountains and mountains. Yang Nan is sitting on the carriage, chatting with three students, while looking up attentively.

Take a closer look at the wonderful landscape of Fairy Tree Mountain that is both beautiful and majestic, graceful and majestic.

You would say that if you look at the mountain, you will have to run away. The Fairy Tree Mountain is right in front of you, but it took you a full hour to get to the beautiful and elegant Fengjia Manor at the foot of the mountain.

The three manors are located at the foot of Fairy Tree Mountain. There are towering green mountains above, clear streams flowing below, green woods, and green grass. For a moment, it feels like a paradise.

When Yang Nan got out of the car, three people dressed as middle-aged scribes came to greet him. At first, a red-faced scribe looked at Yang Nan and cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang is here, Mr. Feng has been waiting for you for a long time."

Another scribe with a green complexion and good looks chuckled and said: "As soon as Brother Feng heard that Mr. Yang was coming, he grabbed Song Tao and I and said that we would drink and sing with Mr. Yang today!"

Standing next to the two of them, Song Tao, who had a simple and calm look on his face, just cupped his hands and smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, don't listen to Zhu Zhi's nonsense. We three brothers have just left the village. When you come here, our humble house is so humble."

The walls are shining brightly!"

The three hosts, dressed as Confucian scholars in long robes, all looked like they were visiting as distinguished guests, as if Yang Nan was not a teacher, but a distinguished guest that he could not even invite!

Yang Nan was also full of joy and said with a smile: "The ancients said, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. I am grateful to the three brothers for your kind invitation. The mountains and clear waters here are beautiful, and the pond reflects the sky.

In addition to this festive occasion, the three of you refused to let me come, so I will definitely come today despite my shamelessness!"

This was not the first time that the three brothers met Yang Nan. They had met several times when they sent their third son to school a few years ago. But when they met again this time, they felt extremely familiar. Feng Xiang immediately laughed and said: "What a well-spoken person.

Mr. Yang, you are indeed knowledgeable and talented! When you praised me, my poor mountain villa really turned into a fairyland. Come on, come on, please come inside."

Fengjiazhuang is actually just a small manor covering an area of ​​less than a hundred acres. The connected Zhujiazhuang and Songjiazhuang are mostly similar. However, the three manors happen to be built next to the main mountain road on Xianshu Mountain, and exotic and famous flowers are planted along the road.

, graceful tea trees, and three villas vaguely guarding the Fairy Tree Mountain like a Chinese glyph. There is an endless flow of people along the mountain road. On the sixth day of June, I don’t know how many people brought their families and went up the mountain to offer incense.

As Yang Nan walked all the way to the village, he saw a lot of passers-by in the distance, smelled the faint fragrance of flowers in his nose, and was surrounded by colorful beautiful scenery. No matter what he had in mind, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Deep inside Fengjiazhuang, stands a different kind of red maple that is over ten feet tall. This red maple has leaves like blood all year round. It stands proudly between heaven and earth. There is a vague and infinite artistic conception that transcends heaven and earth!

The branches are like claws and the tree body is like a dragon. It stands tall and majestic!

This maple tree is like a dragon leaping vigorously, and the place shrouded in steaming red light is like auspicious clouds. Its extraordinary shape and artistic conception make people marvel at it at first sight!

Yang Nan raised his eyes and looked at the blood-red maple, which was as tall as a canopy and opened like an umbrella. He couldn't help but shook his head and said in admiration: "Every time I see this thousand-year-old sacred red maple tree, it always fills me with great pride, Brother Feng."

, this tree is magnificent and has a majestic posture, just like an indomitable warrior. It is true to the true nature of men of our generation. Facing this tree, I must drink three cups!"

When Feng Xiang heard his repeated compliments, he felt even more happy and said, "Sir, you are very knowledgeable and talented. Why don't you write a poem about this tree, so that it can bring glory to my Feng family manor?"

"I have little knowledge, but I have no choice but to show my shame when I see this sacred tree..."

Yang Nan smiled slightly and looked at the red maple carefully. He saw the maple tree burning like a blazing flame in the sky and the earth. Under the bright sunlight, it was even more majestic. He chanted casually:

"Gai Mo Dao is a hero, a warrior's face is like blood,

Wuqian heaven and earth are filled with anger and power, ghosts and gods are frightened!

With a single ambition, I vow to reach the sky,

The flames are rising and the heart is high!

………”

Yang Nan finished the poem, looked back and said with a smile: "This tree looks like a blazing fire, soaring upward, just like the men of our generation who are working hard and making a name for themselves for generations. Its shape and charm cannot be described in Wan Yi. This crude poem will offend the ears.

Please forgive me."

Feng Xiang was overjoyed. He took the pen and ink and spread it on the case. He said with a sincere face: "Sir, this is a great work. I express my true feelings. If you don't dislike it, please keep the calligraphy treasure."

Yang Nan smiled slightly, dipped his pen and ink happily, and wrote down the little poems he had written today on the flawless white paper one by one. His calligraphy was not advanced, but it had a sense of transcendence. At the end of the poem, he wrote: '

Mountain man Yang Nan, it is difficult to travel, accomplish things difficult, and everything is fruitless. Now I see this absolutely majestic maple, so I am filled with great pride, so I leave this treasure as a gift to Lord Feng.'

Feng Xiang picked up the scroll and was so happy that he immediately called his servants to get mounting tools and other items. Seeing how happy he was, Yang Nan couldn't help but sweat and said: "I am just an unknown Confucian master. Three of them are here."

Why go to all this trouble?"

Feng Xiang smiled and said nothing, but Zhu Zhi said with a smile: "The sons born to our brothers all rely on the teacher to teach them. Usually when the children come back, they will tell the stories they heard in the hall one by one, and the children will learn from the teachers.

Three years, I have listened to the story for three years!

Every story Mr. told has a very meaningful meaning. The three of my brothers heard it as if it were the sound of nature, so they drafted a volume of collections. We boldly named it "Taoguo Collection", Mr.

If you don’t give up, would you like to take a look at it?”

Daoguo is a word Yang Nan chose himself. Isn't Daoguoji the collection of Yang Nan's opinions and policies?

Yang Nan's teaching is mainly based on guidance, and he never dictates what students should learn. He has experienced countless things in his life, and he has a lot of emotions in practicing Taoism in this life. Therefore, for the past three years, he has told a story almost every day. Each story may be long or short.

Short, it implies his understanding of all living beings in the three realms and the infinite avenue!

Now I suddenly heard that someone actually recorded all the stories he told. I couldn't help but feel curious in my heart, and said: "Is there such a thing? Get it quickly and let me take a look!"

Song Tao chuckled and said: "There is no rush, no hurry. Sir, I came to the village today. It is almost noon. To appreciate this collection of Taoist fruits, you need to serve it with fine wine and good dishes. You must read it carefully and you will be on the right track."

Yang Nan came to the Fairy Tree Villa and was about to relax when he nodded and said with a smile: "You have work to do, so I won't bother the three of you."

Feng Xiang saw that although Yang Nan was a scholar, he was very kind and easy-going. He immediately ordered people to serve wine under the red maple pavilion in the inner courtyard to treat him. The dishes in Fengjiazhuang were novel, mostly wild vegetables and fruits.

Qi Hua, after Yang Nan sat down, Feng Xiang held up the wine pot, greeted him with a smile, and said: "Sir, this is Huoyun wine brewed from all kinds of spiritual grass and leaves in the mountains. The main medicine is made of my fire tree."
Chapter completed!