Meng Fan was an ordinary fisherman on Long Island, Shandong, who lived near the sea and ate by the sea. One day, he drove a small boat out to sea to fish, but encountered a tornado, and when the hurricane appeared without warning, Meng Fan just rubbed his eyes, and a huge column of air was already standing on the bow of the boat. Meng Fan and his boat were sucked into the sky, and then he was unconscious. When he awoke, he was lying in a forest, and the trees were full of fruit. He thought that he had come to the underworld, but the underworld could not be so beautiful, but if it was the fairy world, why couldn't he see a living thing, but when he saw the moon in the sky, he felt that this should be the fairy world.

For the first few days, it was difficult to move, and he almost stayed where he was, hungry and eating some fruit. Later, when I got used to it, I thought about breaking some branches to build a shack, but as soon as I climbed the branches, the tree shrank into the ground and disappeared.

After spending more than ten days in the forest, Meng Fan became more and more convinced that these were sacred trees, and you couldn't hurt them, but they would give you plenty of food, and if you couldn't pick the fruits from the heights, they would hang down their branches. Meng Fan has given up the idea of building a shack, the climate here is warm and suitable, and he does not worry about colds and colds when lying on the ground.

After a few more days, Meng Fan felt that his body was getting better and better, even the old stomach disease and arthritis that had fallen from fishing at sea all the year round were cured, and on this day, he saw a phoenix with long tail feathers flying through the sky - later he knew that this was Luanniao, and he firmly believed that this was the fairy world.

If you stay in a place for a long time, you get tired of it and want to walk around. But walking around, it was still exactly the same forest, exactly the same tree, if it weren't for the trees always giving generous food, he would have thought that he had encountered a "ghost hitting the wall". He thought that he was lost because he had lost his sense of direction, and he began to move in the direction of the rising sun. Still the boundless woods, he began to suspect that this was a test for him by the immortals, and he marched more firmly and persistently towards the east in his heart. When you are hungry, you will be satisfied, and when it is dark, you will fall to sleep, and you will set out at dawn. Day after day, steadfastness finally turns into a repetition of mechanical numbness, yet the woods seem to have no end. However, his body is getting stronger and stronger day by day, he goes from walking, to trotting, and then he can run from morning to night without breathing.

He didn't know how long he had been running, until one day, the woods disappeared abruptly in front of him. In front of him was a meadow, on the right side of which was a blue lake with churning white waves, and at the end of the meadow was a small hill with a large number of houses. He froze for a moment, wondering why there was no transition between the forest and the meadow at all. After a while, he walked towards the house on the slope.

There, he saw a group of immortals, only one of the immortals was human, the others were all strangely shaped, and a few were a little human, most of them had nothing to do with people. He saw that the human-like god dropped a seed, and the seed immediately took root and sprouted, and the flower did not bloom and directly bear fruit, and the shell was opened, but what was taken out was a delicate wooden comb, which he used to comb the long beard under his chin. A horse-faced fairy gently touched the blades of grass with his paws, and the grass stems rose one after another to bloom flowers, forming a sea of flowers around him.

He trembled and kowtowed to the fairy, and the human-like fairy dropped his wooden comb and stepped forward to help him up.

Later, Meng Fan knew that this was not the fairy world, it was called Jiuqiu. Immortals are not immortals, they are people, from different planets, they can communicate with the tree gods of this world, and they are soul masters. The meadow he was in used to be a forest, and it was the soul master who made the trees look like grass.

That human being is Meng Fan's old family, named Yang Rongbo, a native of Sichuan, with the name Xingjian, called Tanyue, who is a scholar, who has drunk foreign ink, and who worked in the translation bureau before coming here, and is a linguist. Yang Rongbo is everyone's teacher, he teaches everyone to learn to speak various languages, teach the art of communication, and the art of cultivating souls. Yang Rongbo also opened the soul wisdom for Meng Fan, Meng Fan didn't know a single word, but his perceptual talent was passable, and he also became a member of the tree god who could communicate with him.

Li Xiang always wanted Mingshu to tell the story of her great-grandfather, but Mingshu never told it, but she didn't expect her great-grandfather to appear in the story of an old man who had passed away for 5,000 years. Li Xiang pointed to Ming Shu and said to Meng Fan's soul: "If my guess is correct, Sister Shu should be the great-granddaughter of Mr. Yang Rongbo. ”

Meng Fan asked, "She belongs to the Kunwu Yang family?" Li Xiang nodded.

Meng Fan said: "No wonder her Ke Yu Teng said it so well, the Yang family is a good son and daughter, and the young man should cherish it." ”

Li Xiang blushed, but he didn't explain anything about the old man's misunderstanding. Meng Fan continued to tell his story.

Meng Fan has always worked hard, and in hundreds of years, he has gone from being illiterate to learning more than a dozen alien languages. It's just that his perceptual talent is limited, and he has always been an intermediate soul master, but he is still handy at building a house to meet the needs of life.

In addition to teaching, Yang Rongbo sorted out various languages, wrote books and lectures, and perfected the compilation of the calendar. He divided the year into sixteen months, with thirty-three days in each month, and a leap day in February every eight years, with thirty-four days. Yang Rongbo has dedicated his life to Jiuqiu and is respected as the "Holy Father".

Later, the team successively accepted hundreds of people, many of whom were old family members, including many wonderful and beautiful people, including the current Mr. Qi Yun, Mr. Er's father Li Haichen, and pharmacist Beigu. Qi Yun was very young at the time, but he made a good medicinal diet, so that people who had eaten hundreds of thousands of years of fruits could taste the taste of dishes again. Under the leadership of Holy Father Yang Rongbo, the team is like a big family, respecting and loving each other, supporting each other, and enjoying each other. Many people formed small families, and it was at that time that Mingshu's great-grandmother Shi Yunsu married Yang Rongbo, she was dignified and virtuous, tolerant, and had a compassionate heart, and people called her "Our Lady".

This team lasted for five or six hundred years, and it was not until more than nine thousand years ago that the team members had to separate.

Li Xiang asked: "More than 9,000 years ago, but at that time of the Five-Star Alignment Tribulation?"

Meng Fan said: "Yes, I will never forget that day, the water in the lake was like boiling, and the waves were dozens of meters high. The clouds in the sky are like wounded snakes, constantly twisting and rolling, and lightning flashes hundreds of kilometers long are streaked across the sky from time to time, and old family members and aliens suddenly appear in mid-air, and then fall down like dumplings. A large net or rattan will appear on the ground to catch or encircle these people. ”

On that day, the Holy Father Yang Rongbo received an oracle from the Lord Tree God, who divided the group into nine groups, led by the nine with the highest talent, to go to the hills and educate the people, and these nine people were called sir. Mr.'s seats are arranged according to age, the big Mr. at that time was Yang Rongbo, Si Kunwu, and the current Mr. Qi Yun was still Mr. Nine at that time, Si Taotang.

Time flies, and the gentlemen of each hill have changed wave after wave, but Qiyun Changchun is not old, from Mr. Nine to Mr. Big step by step. Qi Yun's longevity is due to his medicinal diet and health preservation method, according to the eyes of his old family, Qi Yun now looks only in his sixties, and this big gentleman will have no problem doing it for thousands of years.

Meng Fan also went to Taotang and became the head of a village. At that time, the number of residents in Jiuqiu soared by nearly 70,000 people, which can be regarded as a population explosion, and the old family was the largest, about 20,000 people, and Tao Tang alone came with 7,000 people. There were 168 old family members in Mengfan Village, of which 17 families with a total of 73 people had complete families, and the rest had all reformed their own families.

Many of the old family members in Mengfan Village are victims of the Diexi earthquake, who are accustomed to eating spicy Sichuan cuisine and are not suitable for eating fruits all year round.

The most precious thing that Yang Rongbo left to Meng Fan was not a means of cultivating souls, nor knowledge, but a heart of patience and benevolence. Meng Fan has never married in his life, and his whole mind is on the villagers. In order to obtain more seeds, he searched everywhere and finally found the mouth of the Mengfan River, for which he was almost swept into the Fengling River by turbulence. Meng Fan has won the respect and love of the villagers with his dedication.

At that time, there were more than fifty soul masters in Meng Fan Village, and almost every family had a soul master, but most of them were low-level, counting Meng Fan, there were only three middle-level, but one was not good at cooking. Meng Fan sent two middle-level students to study with Master Qi Yun, who had limited talent in cooking, but they were finally able to improve the food of the people in the village a little. Master Qi Yun also receives some dish seeds every year, and the villagers of Mengfan Village also live a prosperous and comfortable life.