No one would have thought that the master of Ciyun Nunnery was a woman in her early thirties. However, the outside world has never heard of the rumors of the death and replacement of the master of Ciyun Nunnery. Because Ciyun Nunnery is not in the Buddhist Association, no one knows the name of the nunnery master.

Age, for so many years, I have only had one title - nunnery master.

If Ciyun Nunnery has never changed its owner, then how old is the woman in her early thirties in front of her? Fang Haotian was secretly shocked. This is simply unbelievable. You must know that Ciyun Nunnery appeared in the Ming Dynasty!

Fang Haotian would rather believe that Ciyun Nunnery never announced the death of its master to the outside world. All handovers were completed in secret, and the outside world did not get the slightest news. Otherwise, who could have lived for such a long time since the Ming Dynasty was more than 600 years ago.

"Donor Fang, please take a seat. Please don't be offended by the simplicity of the home." The nunnery owner spoke softly, making people feel like a spring breeze. He clearly saw her appearance, but couldn't remember it. Even if he just looked away, he would immediately forget her appearance.

Fang Haotian was secretly shocked. What was going on was even more shocking than the Universal Drive.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the nunnery master, there is a simple coffee table between the two of them. There are only two cups of tea on it. There are only two tea leaves floating in each tea cup, but the tea is green.

"Please." The nunnery owner stretched out her hand. Even the most beautiful woman would envy her delicate hands. I really don't know how she took care of them.

Fang Haotian was not polite. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He felt a sweet smell filling his mouth. As he swallowed the tea, this sweet smell went straight into his heart, making every pore in his blood tremble.

Let out a comfortable moan.

"No. 1, there are genetic molecules in the tea that promote physical growth, but I can't analyze it." Naomi was crestfallen and very depressed. Since entering the bamboo forest, she has completely lost her function and was suppressed by the inexplicable force from the outside world.

"If it were me before the Universal Drive was installed, would drinking this tea change my physique?" Fang Haotian asked immediately. This was the question he was most concerned about. Back then, his mother went to Ciyun Nunnery behind her back and only went up to the pillar.

Xiang made a wish, but did not see the nunnery master.

"Yes, even if it doesn't allow you to practice and become a warrior, it can at least enhance your resistance and make your body healthier." Nami's answer was very direct.

Fang Haotian put down the teacup, clenched his fists tightly together, and even the joints on his fingers were turning white. He was shouting in his heart: Why didn't Ciyun Temple offer such tea to me back then? Why did I have to wait until my parents died before I could drink it?

I also have a universal driver, so why am I allowed to drink this cup of tea?!

You can obviously pretend not to know and just pretend that nothing happened. I can just come and offer incense to fulfill my mother’s wishes and then leave. But why do you still ask me to drink this cup of tea?

The scar in Fang Haotian's heart was torn apart by this sip of tea. He felt that this was the nunnery master's intention to stimulate him, so his eyes were filled with overwhelming anger. If the other party didn't explain, he would fight to the death even if he was not his opponent!

"You must be resentful in your heart. Why did your mother carry you to Ciyun Nunnery and the poor nun didn't take any action? Why did you have to endure the torture of poor physical fitness when the problem that could be solved with just a cup of tea was

To endure the torture of losing your parents?" the nunnery master said calmly.

I don't know why, but he just asked a simple question, and Fang Haotian's anger was extinguished immediately. Although he was still resentful in his heart, he no longer had the same irritability as before, as if he might lose control at any time.

"Why?" Fang Haotian asked in a deep voice.

"These are the leaves of the tea tree brought by the poor nun from his hometown. It usually only takes three years to mature, but here it takes thirty years. Only four leaves mature at a time. If you don't take it within half a day, it will immediately mature.

Dry..." the nunnery owner said calmly.

But Fang Haotian was dumbfounded. He matures only once in thirty years... only four tablets at a time... it will dry up if he doesn't take it for half a day... Back then, his mother carried him on her back to Ciyun Temple. The timing was wrong...

"Do you still believe...that you can control your own destiny?" the nunnery master then asked, his insightful eyes sweeping towards Fang Haotian's face.

When the physique is poor, the tea leaves are not ripe, but when the physique becomes stronger, the tea leaves are mature... Is this destiny? No! This is not the result I need. I don't care about the past, but my destiny in the future is not up to anyone.

At your mercy!

"Even if I can't master it now, I will work hard towards this goal." Fang Haotian took a long breath and said calmly after calming down.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the nunnery master, then disappeared, and he said sadly: "This is also the direction of my efforts, but now... I have not yet controlled my own destiny."

Fang Haotian was horrified. In his opinion, Master Ciyun Temple was more terrifying than the old killer. How could such a powerful person not be able to control his own destiny?

At the same time, he also heard that the nunnery owner did not call himself "poor nun" in the sentence, but a simple "I". Fang Haotian didn't understand why there was such a change. Presumably the nunnery owner was also a person with a story.

Bar.

"Master Tai invited me here to talk about fate, right..." Fang Haotian originally thought that since he was here, he would drink more tea, but just when he reached out, he found the Silver Wolf King huddled in the corner motionless, as if he was particularly afraid of the Master of Ciyun Temple.

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What's wrong with this beast? He usually shows off his power to everyone except me, so why is he so timid here? Fang Haotian was secretly wondering, but someone soon told him the answer.

"This little beast has grown up and is alive today, regardless of my original enlightenment..." the master of Ciyun Nunnery said calmly.

Fang Haotian understood at once that you were the one who taught you not to take advantage of others' feelings. Why did this beast become a spirit? He only harmed other places and never harmed Lutian Township, where he lived. This... this

Just a monk?

Hearing the master of Ciyun Nunnery speaking to him, the Silver Wolf King immediately got up and leaned forward, but was pushed away by the invisible force generated by the nunnery master's hand.

"You little rascal, do you want to rub the poor nun's clothes into dirt?" the master of Ciyun Nunnery said calmly. He knew the intention of the beast Silver Wolf King, but he didn't look angry at all.

The Silver Wolf King immediately crawled to the ground depressed, feeling that this good human being who taught him to understand human language was the same as the hateful human being, always discovering his intentions?

Fang Haotian was relieved after thinking about it carefully. The Silver Wolf King lived in Lutian Township and was a neighbor of Ciyun Nunnery. How could there be no intersection between the two parties? Especially an outsider like the master of Ciyun Nunnery who would do anything unbelievable.

Not surprised either.

But what she said next was shocking.

"Let's get back to the subject. I invite Donor Fang here today because I want to remind you that fifteen days from now, there will be a bloody disaster in Taoyuan Village during Chou. If you leave early and still escape, you will definitely die if you stay there."

Fang Haotian was filled with doubts. The fifteenth day later was July 31st, and the next day was the August 1st conferment day. According to the schedule, he would report to the Kyoto Special Squadron in advance on the 30th. If the master of Ciyun Temple had not said

If you tell a lie, then Taoyuan Village will be doomed!

But he didn't know whether he should believe it or not. After all, Zhouyi fortune-telling predictions are very mysterious in Chinese culture. Even if he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he wouldn't dare to say that he didn't believe in Zhouyi culture at all. Fang Haotian didn't know if the master of Ciyun Temple had mastered this kind of prediction ability.

"How do you know? Did anyone tell you?" Fang Haotian asked coldly. If anyone dares to touch the relatives and friends around him, he will definitely retaliate tenfold and a hundredfold. Even if the enemy is the master of Ciyun Temple, he will not flinch.

"The secret of heaven must not be leaked." The master of Ciyun Nunnery looked enigmatic. Regardless of whether Fang Haotian believed it or not, that was all he said and he refused to say more.

Facing such a master of Ciyun Nunnery, Fang Haotian had no choice but to defeat him. Judging from the way she just pushed the Silver Wolf King away with a wave of her hand, he knew that her strength was unpredictable, and at least the old killer would not be a match for him when he came.

Moreover, the master of Ciyun Temple showed no hostility from the beginning to the end, and even invited him to drink a cup of tonic tea. The two leaves melted in his mouth and merged into his body.

Fang Haotian ruled out the possibility that the master of Ciyun Temple was plotting against him. He could slap himself to death with just a flip of his hand, so why bother predicting a bloody disaster fifteen days later?

"Master, there is another thing. My friends want to develop the tourism industry in Lutian Township. Who should they contact for negotiation?" Fang Haotian could only change the topic, thinking that you should answer this question.

"Someone will contact you." The master of Ciyun Nunnery said calmly. Obviously, it was impossible for her to come forward. She was still sighing in her heart: Alas, the quiet days are over. I don't know how many people will come under the banner of worldly power.

Where to see me?

Fang Haotian knew it was time for him to leave. Anyway, he had gained something from this trip, not to mention the cup of tea. The bloody disaster fifteen days later made him wary, and he secretly felt that the master of Ciyun Temple was not being mysterious.

But what confuses him is, can anyone really predict the future in this world? How did the master of Ciyun Temple see that there will be a bloody disaster in me in the fifteenth day? Doesn't this mean that I don't need my birth date?

With a confused head, Fang Haotian first went to the temple to burn incense for his mother, and then took the Silver Wolf King to meet He Yan'an. Today's incident made him deeply uneasy and felt that his strength was not strong enough.

To be called a bloody disaster by the master of Ciyun Temple, how strong would the intruder be?

Fang Haotian didn't know that not long after he left the hut, a tall, cold-looking woman walked out from behind the screen, knelt down in front of the master of Ciyun Nunnery, and whispered: "Thank you... Master! Please help me find out the secrets and resolve the disaster for Fang Haotian.

I am willing to take refuge in my Buddha."

"Finally, I've deceived this highly qualified apprentice, but the master will definitely not treat you badly." The master of Ciyun Nunnery curled his lips and said to himself: It's such a trivial matter that you need to know the secrets. Just make a phone call and you'll know. Lu

Those brats at home really think everyone is a fool.

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