The goddess' personal evil doctor - Chapter 833

Chapter 833 True Dragon Fate

From Qingnan’s words, Gu Fan could also roughly infer something. He and Tianying Sect had an intersection at this moment. It may be a pedal in life, but it is also accompanied by crisis.

“Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it.” Gu Fan sighed softly.

“What the donor said is extremely true.” Qingnan smiled.

Gu Fanwu smiled to himself and nodded: “Thank you for this time, Master. You said that you can’t point me to anything, but it seems to have benefited me a lot. This trip is worth it.”

“This is a fateful arrangement. It is not controlled by Lao Na alone. It is destined in the dark. Including the benefactor you come to Beidou Temple, it is also due to fate.” Qingnan smiled.

Gu Fan felt deeply about this.

When Qin Ziyi talked about Beidou Temple three days ago, it was a bit sudden. Gu Fan had never heard of this place before, and had to sigh the magic of fate.

“Master, I have a question, dare to ask you.” Gu Fan hesitated.

“But it doesn’t matter.” Qingnan responded.

Soon, Gu Fan found a pen and paper, wrote down the eight characters of Hengyuan Master’s birthday, handed it to Qingnan, and asked: “Master, this is my Master’s birthday, can you use Buddhism or metaphysics? Angle, infer one or two?”

Qingnan took this piece of paper, squinted at it, and was silent for five minutes. No one knows how people like them were derived. In short, it looked amazing.

After the silence, Qing Nan said slowly: “If you said that the donor in that period was the same type of person as you, then your uncle and Lao Na are probably the same type of person.”

This……

Gu Fan was severely shocked, but he didn’t say what kind of identity Shishu was!

Soon, Qing Nan continued: “This person has been tortured for you, and his life is greatly reduced. This is the result of insufficient metaphysical cultivation and forcibly spying on the secrets of heaven. Although Lao Na could not deduce what he spied on, those Things, even me, I dare not touch them at will.”

The way of metaphysics is too deep and unfathomable.

If there is such a master in the secular world, I am afraid that everyone would have to be offered as a living bodhisattva!

Hengyuan’s positive life decayed, and the appearance of the middle-aged man became almost the same as that of Qingnan in front of him. It was the sin that Gu Fan suffered. Gu Fan has always felt guilty about this incident. , It is mixed feelings.

From Middle Gu Fan, I can also feel that the master’s metaphysical cultivation level should not be as good as that of the master in front of him, or that he is still far away. Under such circumstances, he can still do those things for himself, which is really touching.

Then, Qingnan reminded: “Donor, no matter what happens in the future, you must not have the slightest doubt about your uncle. The person in the world who pays the most for you is him, such a person. , Even if I face death threats, I will definitely not harm you.”

“Keep this in mind.” Gu Fan replied, bowing his head.

At this time, Gu Fan remembered that before leaving the ancient martial world, Shi Shu once said to himself that he must not mention the matter of finding Qiankun Ding to anyone. At that time, he still had a layer of worries, but now, these worries have disappeared. .

No matter who it is, he will not tell Qiankunding about it.

Gu Fan didn’t know what role this Qiankun Ding had been idle for a while, and occasionally used for alchemy.

Not long after, Qing Nan slowly got up and said, “Donor, please meditate and adjust your breath first. If you don’t mind, stay here for a few days before leaving.”

“Thank you, Master, then I would be disrespectful.” Gu Fan grinned.

Qingnan nodded, walked steadily out of the Great Hall of the Great Heroes, and came to Qingxin’s face.

Qingxin gritted his teeth and whispered: “Brother Abbot, why are you treating him so nicely? This is a murderous existence, which can lead to charcoal. Aren’t our monks be merciful? You are condoning the breeding of killing!”

“Is it possible to stop the killing every moment with a heart of compassion?” Qing Nan asked rhetorically.

“This…” Qingxin was speechless.

The Qingxin monks completely misunderstood the’compassion for compassion’. They are monks and human beings. Certain things that exist naturally cannot be changed by their own thoughts.

As for why Qingnan pointed out Gu Fan’s confusion, it was because of the word’fate’. If he didn’t get fate, even if someone put a knife on his neck, he would cherish the word like gold.

However, the Buddhist monk Qingxin is still very shallow, and if he fails to reach this level, he can only be scratched by a hundred claws.

…

At this moment, Qin Ziyi had stayed in the Marriage Temple for more than ten minutes.

She knelt in front of the idol, prayed devoutly, and then shook the picket, slowly dropping a bamboo stick.

In fact, the dozens of lotuses in this lotus tube do not have any words on them. This is the magic of the Temple of Marriage, or Beidou Temple.

The lottery landed, and the golden Buddha light appeared on it, and finally reflected the big gilt characters in the void:

True dragon fate, everything depends on the fate, don’t force it;

The fate is determined by the destiny.

This sign is the most special existence since the existence of the Beidou Temple. There has never been any true dragon fate on the signature of anyone, and the most terrifying one is just the “jiaolong fate”.

The real dragon and the Jiaolong make a judgment against each other.

“What? It’s not accurate at all. Do you prevaricate me?” Qin Ziyi was a little dissatisfied with this signature, feeling that it was all nonsense.

If you don’t work hard to fight for emotional matters, how can they bear fruit? After all, there are only a few that are truly natural, otherwise the word “pursuit” would not have been born in this world.

Just as Qin Ziyi was swearing, Qingnan ghosts and ghosts appeared here unpredictably, and smiled kindly: “Female donor, don’t be slanderous.”

Qin Ziyi was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the master, and immediately said in embarrassment: “Master, can you please stop me from writing?

Qingnan shook his head helplessly, and said, “The real dragon’s fate is not controlled by anyone, so let’s do it. If you use too much force, you may throw the bamboo basket into the water.”

Putting down the words, Qingnan disappeared again.

Du Liu Qin Ziyi knelt in front of the idol thoughtfully.

…

At night.

Gu Fan has already finished adjusting his breath, and there is no major problem.

The Beidou Temple at night was exceptionally quiet, so quiet that there was almost no sound, and it also gave Gu Fan’s impetuous mood recently invisibly comforted.

It is said that the heart of a true monk is like stopping water, and it seems to be true. People of the layman like Gu Fan can feel a kind of power that has to be quiet here.

The moon tonight was very round, and Gu Fan couldn’t get a panoramic view from the monastery, so he unknowingly walked to the edge of a pond, simply sat down and watched the moon quietly.

The disc-like bright moon is reflected in the center of the pool, and a large number of koi in the water seem to live on the moon, roaming happily.

Gu Fan accidentally discovered that there was a bag of bait by his side, so he took some out of it and threw it in the pond, attracting the koi to swarm, beautifully.

At this moment, a childish voice came over: “Donor, don’t feed!”

Turning his head to look around, Gu Fan found that this was a little novice monk who was only knee-high, two or three years old at most, and he walked up and down, really cute, but with a dull look on his face.

Most of the children in the sacred court also possessed innate cultivation skills, and the little novice in front of him had arrived at the early stage of the Yinling Realm even more terribly. Gu Fan was not surprised by the appearance of his little adult.

“Little master, can’t you feed it?” Gu Fan smiled.

The little novice monk ran over in a huff, milky voice and said: “Master the abbot has said that if the fish is too full, they will hold on, and everything should be done step by step.”

Gu Fan couldn’t help laughing because of such a small child, with such a Zen power in what he said.

“Well, well, I just don’t vote, come, come up.” Gu Fan reached out his hand and hugged him on his lap, and smiled affectionately: “Dare to ask the little master’s name.”

“My name is Jingnian.”

It seems that this is a young monk of the pure character generation. Before Gu Fan could speak, he asked: “Donor, why are you alone here in a daze?”

“It’s meaningless to be in a daze wherever you are.” Gu Fan said in an angry voice.

Jingnian looked confused and wanted to say something, but thought that he could not leave his job without permission, he quickly said: “I won’t tell you, I haven’t finished sweeping the floor yet, Master Qingxin will be punished again later. Years.”

“You’re not a little bit, it took a lot of time to run here, my brother will send you back.” Gu Fan smiled.

“Okay, go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, thank you the donor.” Jing Nian grinned, revealing an innocent smile.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

This kind of place exists in every monastery. Under normal circumstances, there is the supreme martial arts inside. To be honest, Gu Fan is a little itchy.