The Fangang people are an ancient people full of mysteries in China, which means 'people living in the mountains and forests', and call themselves 'sons of the forest' to take the sky as the cover and the earth as the house. Historically, due to the area of residence, the Vatican people collectively referred to the mountains and forests around DXAL, including the Trans-Khingan Mountains to the Amazar River, and the upper reaches of the Lena River, as the 'bathing sun' (Sangola means 'mountain').

There is also a saying that the Vatican means 'people who go down the mountain' or 'people who dwell in the sun'. Both of these explanations indicate that the Vaticans were once a hunter-gatherer people in the mountains and forests. With the interpretation of history, some of them moved out of the mountains and forests to the grasslands and river valleys, and some of them still stayed in the mountains and forests. The name 'Brahman' reflects the ancient history and life of the Vatican people, who are closely related to the mountains and forests.

Due to the different areas of residence formed by historical migration, the people of the different regions of the Vatican are also divided into factions, called 'Sauron' and 'Jarma'.

According to legend, the coffin of the twelve stars of Tianmang is the collective name of the place where the people of 'Sauron' sleep. According to the written record of the thin surface of the "Strange Stories", the content contains a very wide range, astronomy and geography, politics and military, medical arithmetic, biology, agriculture and animal husbandry are all-encompassing, and there is a hidden treasure pursued by countless people, the three life stones.

Legend has it that after passing the ghost gate, there is a road called Huangquan Road, and the road is full of flowers that only see flowers, but do not see leaves. The flowers and leaves are not seen, and they miss each other and lose each other. At the end of the road, there is a river called the Lechuan River, and there is a bridge on the river called the Nai He Bridge. There is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after crossing the Nai He Bridge. There is a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is a woman named Meng Po guarding there, handing a bowl of Meng Po soup to every passer-by, and there is a bluestone called Sansheng Stone by the Lechuan River.

The Sansheng Stone records the past life, the present life, and the next life, and the handwriting on the stone is bright red as blood, and there are four big characters engraved on the top: 'Early Landing on the Other Side'.

In the inscription, there are a few lines of poetry engraved on it, but it is quite meaningful.

'The old spirit on the Sansheng Stone, don't talk about the wind on the other side. Things are boundless in front of and behind him, and he wants to talk about the song. ’

'In this life, you know the things of the previous life, and you leave your surname on the stone of the three lives, and you don't know what to do in the next life, and you will forget the things of the three lives when you drink the soup. ’

Early on the other side, that is, the other side of the flower, its floral fragrance has a magical power that can remind people of the memories of their past lives. And the two goblins who guard the flowers on the other side are the flower demon Manzhu and the leaf demon Shahua. They have guarded the flowers of the other side for thousands of years, but they have never met, because when they bloom, there are no leaves, and when there are leaves, there are no stamens. They miss each other frantically and are tormented by this pain. Finally, one day, they decided to meet secretly against God's will. That year's Manju Sahua red and bright flowers were set off by the eye-catching green, and the bloom was particularly bewitching and beautiful.

God blamed him, and it was to be expected. Manjoo and Sawa were thrown into reincarnation and cursed to never be together, suffering in the human world for the rest of their lives. Since then, Manju Sawa has been called the Flower of the Heavens, which means the flower that blooms in the heavens, and its flower is shaped like a palm praying to heaven, but it has never appeared in the human world again. This kind of talk is opened on the Yellow Springs Road, and every time Manzhu and Sawa are reincarnated on the Yellow Springs Road, they can remember the memories of their previous lives when they smell the fragrance of flowers on the other side, and then swear not to abandon them, and fall into the cycle of curse again in the next life.

Legend has it that after countless reincarnations of Manzhu Sawa Buddha, one day the Buddha came here, and saw a flower on the ground with extraordinary temperament, red like fire, and the Buddha came to it to look carefully, and saw the mystery just by looking at it. The Buddha was neither sad nor angry, but he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and reached out to pull the flower out of the ground. The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the previous life, you couldn't see each other, after countless reincarnations, you couldn't stay in love, the so-called division and union is just fate and fate, you have the curse of God, so that you are destined but not dispersed, fate is extinguished but not divided, I can't help you unravel this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side, let you bloom all over the wilderness."

On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Lethe River in the underworld, accidentally wet his clothes by the river, and there was the red flower that the Buddha carried, and when the Buddha came to the other side to untie the clothes wrapped in the flower and looked at it again, he found that the fiery red flowers had become pure white, the Buddha pondered for a moment, laughing loudly: great joy is not as good as great sorrow, remembering is better than forgetting, right and wrong, how can you distinguish it, good flowers, good flowers. The Buddha planted this flower under the three-born bluestone on the other side, and called it the mandala flower, and because it was on the other side, it was called the flower on the other side.

But the Buddha didn't know, he was on the Lechuan River, the river was faded so that the flowers dripped all the red into the river, and wailed all day long, which made people hear the sadness, and the Jizo Bodhisattva was very powerful, and when he learned that the mandala Hua had been born, he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river, and after a while, a flower that was more red and bright than before grew out of the water, and Jizo took it in his hand and sighed: You got out and got free, why do you want to leave this boundless hatred in the boundless hell of the already bitter sea? I will make you a messenger to guide them to samsara, and there is a mandala on the other side, so let's call you Manju Shahua.

Since then, there are two completely different flowers on the other side of the world, one grows on the other side, and the other is born under the three-born bluestone by the Lechuan River.

And in the coffin of the twelve stars of Tianmang, the root of the huge secret hidden is also the rumored three-born bluestone.

And the key to opening this desolate ancient hall is the broken remains of the twelve ancient jades.

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Maybe she felt something, Juanya, who was expressionless and cold-faced all the way, suddenly glanced slightly towards the depths of the dark hole when she walked past Qiu Yan, and it happened that Qiu Yan was also looking at her, and the eyes of the two touched in mid-air, and after a slight collision, they separated as if nothing had happened.

Qiu Yan wanted to step forward to comfort Pian Yan, but he knew that not every word of sorry could be exchanged for nothing.

When she turned around, Qiu Yan saw her eyes flashing with fluorescence, and she cried. Tears fell drop by drop, she lost the sunshine of the past, lost the blue of the past, the sky was not overcast, gray and gloomy, it was the art of fire, and the suppressed heart was like the sky.