The Three Realms of God, Man and Demon are for the world, the great pole.

The boundaries of the world are collectively referred to as the vast land of China, Ximang, Dongwu, Nanlone, Beina, and Zhongzhou. There is the Mangyuan in the west, the borderless land in the east, the silent snow field in the south, the Namu Liangque in the north, and the Zhongzhou mainland in the middle.

Not to mention the three worlds of gods, men and demons, the five places of the human world alone are separated by difficult realms, and it is difficult for ordinary people, even cultivators, to shuttle freely. It is because there are very few people who have traveled to the legendary five continents, and those who have entered and traveled to the five continents are all holy and powerful, they have entered the higher realm, and only left a few words of legend in the world.

The world all take the Zhongzhou continent as the world, take the Kunwu country as the world, the world is bustling from here, the extreme north of the Zhongzhou continent, there is a mountain, a nameless lonely mountain, a mountain that is named Beishan at will because it is in the extreme north.

The terrain of the north mountain is precipitous, the birds are difficult to climb, its main peak goes deep into the clouds, it seems to be more unsure under the deep fog of the clouds, there are many strange stones on the mountain, it is as big as a small mountain, its shape is like a mountain demon, its shape is like a ghost.

There is a legend in the world that the North Mountain is made of the boulder left by Nuwa to mend the sky, after 10,000 years of vicissitudes, there are countless pregnant treasures in the mountain. There is often a strong wind after the night in the North Mountain, the wind blows the stone flying, it is the North Mountain that does not grow an inch of grass, only the stone lasts forever, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a stone mountain, many people and even cultivators who come to the North Mountain to search for treasure according to the legend, have never found any treasure in the mountain for 10,000 years, and the eyes are full of stones that have been removed from the stones.

There was once a sage with great power, who believed that there was a treasure in Beishan, but he was hidden under the mountain by rocks, and he used his magical powers, and took off his sword to split the Beishan mountain with the power of tearing the sky and the earth, but in the end he still found nothing. At this point, there is no legend that there is a treasure in the North Mountain.

The remote Beishan has rarely been visited since then, and has completely become a lonely stone mountain, with no trees, no flowers and plants, not even a piece of green lichen, just full of stones, countless stones, blown down by the wind, split by the fairy sword, and pried open by the people, so it forms a lonely Beishan, which is lonely in the extreme north of the Zhongzhou continent.

And there is a diamond-shaped boulder at the top of the main peak hidden in the clouds of the North Mountain, which is located under the polar star, and after nightfall, the blue light around the stone body emits more and more blue light, day after day, year after year. Thousands of years have passed by in a snap of a finger, and the world has changed a lot, and the diamond-shaped boulder is still lying quietly on the top, but this time the edge of the blue light emitted by the boulder has begun to have a little golden light.

Fighting to change the stars, another millennium, the Zhongzhou continent changed the dynasty, Zhao Kunwu established the country, set Taoism as the state religion, is for the Kunwu country, since then the Zhongzhou continent ended the era of war and chaos, the population of the people increased suddenly, life was rich and stable, this is the prosperous era of Kunwu.

With the agglomeration of population hundreds of miles away from Beishan, a small town was slowly formed, and the people who fled to the Zhongzhou mainland during the war called Bei'an Town, and they could live their lives quietly and with peace of mind, which should be the thing that all the people in the world care about the most.

I don't know when, fifty miles away from Bei'an Town, fifty miles away from Beishan there is an extra temple, a monk temple that does not even have a temple door, a monk temple that does not even have a courtyard, a temple that only hangs a palm-sized bell on the door frame, in Kunwu country, where Taoism is the state religion, the survival of monks is afraid that it is very difficult.

Otherwise, why would this small temple with a plaque of Lanruo Temple at the entrance appear in such a remote place.

There were only two people in the temple, an old monk and a little girl. An old monk who seems to be dying at any moment, a little girl with a ponytail and a single eyelid.

There is only one Buddha in the temple, a nine-foot-three Shakyamuni Buddha, and a Shakyamuni Buddha who is mottled even with copper water plated on the outside.

For the people of Bei'an Town, going to the capital to worship the Emperor Zhenwu of the state religion is far less affordable than going to Lanruo Temple to burn incense, a hundred feet and thirty Zhenwu, and a nine-foot and three-inch Rulai, are all good for peace of mind, how much worse can it be in front of the poor incense money in the pockets of the people in Bei'an Town, not to mention the distance to the capital that is a headache when you think of it.

Although the incense is not prosperous, it is enough to maintain the food and clothing of the old monk and the little lady.

There were many people who went, and Bei'an Town also knew that the little girl named Chen Lanruo was picked up by the old monk, with single eyelids, and she didn't seem to speak much.

"Actually, if Lan Ruo lives in the temple, it's good to have Guanyin Niangniang's blessing. "There is an aunt at the door rubbing the dried corn, and when chatting, she said Guanyin Niang who heard it out of nowhere.

"Which is Niangniang, I see that the Buddha statue in the temple is a man. Another aunt who had just finished rubbing a basket and got up to change another basket said.

"Yes, ask the old monk when I go to worship another day. ”

"Let's talk about it after finishing the farm work in hand, you don't know where you heard about a Guanyin Niangniang. ”

The rest of the aunts, who had gathered together because they were doing the same farm work, said that the days were as simple as boiled water, and they couldn't see its temperature until it boiled.

The golden glow emitted by the diamond-shaped boulder on the top of Beishan Mountain became more and more abundant, until there was no longer a trace of green light, and the whole body was full of golden light.

There is a famous madman in Bei'an Town, called Twelve, such a name that is not like a name must be said by himself, Twelve this guy acts sometimes crazy, sometimes elegant, often silent for several days without saying a word, and will suddenly sit up in shock, his mouth is full of divine chatter.

Although he is famous, no one knows where he came from, and it seems that he appeared out of thin air when there was Lanruo Temple.

Twelve slept on the main road in the town every night, and after dawn he sat at the door of the rouge shop begging for food, and talked nonsense while eating. "It's going to rain, go home and collect your clothes, it's going to rain, go home and collect your clothes." "Just when the sun was shining, Twelve began to talk nonsense again.

On this day, a group of soldiers in bright armor came to the town, and a group of people who looked like warlocks, did not alarm the people, did not burn and loot, looked at it and left, and went to the north mountain.

The rouge shops in the town are not as good as the capital, and they have not opened after noon. Wang Sanxiang, the shopkeeper of the rouge shop, was accustomed to it, and after lunch, he set up a rocking chair and sat next to Twelve with a pot of tea.

"Twelve, you are talking nonsense again, and look like rain on this day. Wang Sanxiang has long been surprised by Twelve's nonsense. "Heaven must not be divulged. Twelve smiled mysteriously at the owner of the rouge shop.

"Even you know the heavens. Wang Sanxiang said sarcastically.

"Come, bring your broken bowl, and I'll give you my pot of osmanthus tea. Wang Sanxiang took the teapot and poured half a bowl of tea into the broken bowl handed over to Twelve.

The fragrance of tea flowers is drunk in 121.

(End of chapter)