Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

The next day, the two slept until eight o'clock. After washing up and getting ready, Su Fengnan checked out of the hotel, had breakfast with Yanzi, and then said goodbye at the intersection.

Yanzi took the bus to work, while Su Fengnan took the bus to Xianrendong Taoist Temple.

She had always had doubts about her rebirth. She wanted to try and see if she could meet a wise and enlightened person who could help her resolve her doubts. As for the shop, she could go after noon; there was no rush.

The Immortal Cave Taoist Temple is located halfway up the mountain. Su Fengnan got out of the car and walked up the mountain at a leisurely pace. Along the way, there were many fortune tellers with stalls. When she passed an old woman's stall, she was suddenly stopped by the old woman with a full head of white hair.

"Little girl, wait a minute."

Su Fengnan stopped and turned to look at the old woman: "Are you calling me?"

"Hehe, little girl, come here," the old woman said with a smile that covered her face with wrinkles. "I'll give you a free fortune telling, and it'll definitely make your wishes come true."

Although Su Fengnan was not averse to divination and fortune telling, and even knew a little about them herself—she had studied the I Ching with Fang Shangyi in her previous life, though she was only a dabbler, she could still distinguish between genuine and fake things.

Being suddenly stopped made Su Fengnan feel inexplicably uncomfortable. Her sixth sense was always accurate, so she quickly declined, "Sorry, I have something to do, I won't trouble you."

After saying that, she turned and walked away quickly.

Seeing the little girl run away, the old woman came out of her stall and called out, "Hey, little girl, don't run away! I won't take your money!"

Su Fengnan didn't stop when she heard this; instead, she walked even faster.

The old woman stamped her foot and muttered softly, "That little girl seemed to have a light about her. What a pity, we couldn't keep her."

Soon, Su Fengnan arrived at the main gate of the Taoist temple.

Stepping into the Taoist temple, the serene environment instantly shut out the hustle and bustle of the world. She took a deep breath and felt her mind calm down, as if all her troubles had vanished.

In her past life, she had come here with Fang Shang, but at that time they only took a quick look around and then sat down to rest. On the contrary, Fang Shang took a closer look and was quite moved.

Looking back now, she understands some of Fang Shangyi's feelings back then. Wang Yangming, the founder of Neo-Confucianism, once lectured here; how could one not feel a sense of nostalgia and reflection while in this place?

Su Fengnan arrived at the serene and elegant Sanqing Hall. The statues were solemn and awe-inspiring.

She devoutly lit three incense sticks, knelt before the statue of the patriarch, and silently prayed in her heart: "Patriarchs of the Three Pure Ones, I want to know what virtue or ability I have to return to the mortal world. If the patriarchs are watching, please let me die knowing the truth."

As Su Fengnan emerged from the Sanqing Hall, she saw people drawing lots. Almost without thinking, she walked over and drew one as well.

Unexpectedly, I drew a blank lot.

Her face turned pale with fright.

Just as she was at a loss, the older woman next to her who was drawing lots leaned over and said, "Oh, little sister, your face is all pale with fright. Did you draw a bad lot?"

The older woman sighed, "Sigh, mine doesn't seem too good either. Maybe I should go see a Taoist priest to interpret my fortune. Do you want to come with me?"

Upon hearing "interpretation of the divination slip," Su Fengnan snapped out of her daze, her voice trembling slightly: "Okay, thank you, sister."

At this moment, in a quiet room inside the Taoist temple, two Taoist priests in blue robes are enjoying tea and listening to ancient music.

"I will not participate in the cultural lecture; I will be leaving today."

"Master, you only arrived here yesterday, why not stay a few more days?"

"My wish has been fulfilled today, so I will not linger any longer."

"Will the destined person we've been waiting for arrive today?"

Before Master Miaoxuan could answer, a young Taoist priest knocked on the door, interrupting the conversation: "Master, two worshippers have asked for their fortunes to be interpreted."

The white-bearded Taoist priest in blue asked, "Where is your martial uncle?"

"My uncle went down the mountain early this morning and is not at the temple."

Master Miaoxuan knew that the destined person he had been waiting for had arrived. He closed his eyes and silently fiddled with the flowing beads in his hand. His fingers trembled slightly, as if he were struggling against some invisible force.

The white-bearded Taoist gestured to the young Taoist priest to invite the worshippers into the quiet room.

Outside the door, Su Fengnan was torn between two conflicting emotions. On one hand, she regretted coming, and on the other hand, she was glad she had come—if she hadn't come, she wouldn't have drawn a blank lot and would have known nothing; but coming and drawing a blank lot meant something was going to happen, and she could take precautions in advance.

Finally, she forced herself to stop overthinking and decided to wait until the fortune telling was completed.

A moment later, the older sister came out of the door, her face no longer showing the worry she had just displayed.

"Little sister, come on in! This Taoist priest is amazing! I originally thought the fortune I drew was bad, but after listening to the priest's explanation, I suddenly understood." The older sister patted her shoulder with a smile. "You go on in, I'm leaving now."

After listening to her elder sister's words, Su Fengnan entered the quiet room with a glimmer of hope.

Just before she entered, the White-Bearded Taoist had left through the side door of the inner room of the meditation room, and now only the white-haired Master Miaoxuan was sitting at the table.

Su Fengnan sat down, handed over the fortune stick, and asked cautiously, "Taoist Master, I drew a blank stick. Is that a bad omen?"

Master Miaoxuan held the blank lot, utterly astonished. He looked at Su Fengnan and slowly said, "Young benefactor, there's no need to trouble yourself. Only those with a predestined connection can draw this blank lot. Since you've drawn it, simply follow the natural order of things."

Master Miaoxuan looked at the young woman before him and sensed that her energy was very positive and her magnetic field was pure, indicating that she was a kind and blessed person. It was worth it for him and Juyuan to give her this opportunity.

However, Master Miaoxuan's gaze was too focused, as if he could see right through Su Fengnan. This gaze made Su Fengnan instantly tense and uncomfortable, as if she had nowhere to hide.

She coughed lightly to cover her panic: "Taoist Master..."

Master Miaoxuan subtly shifted his gaze, placed a string of Buddhist beads on the table, and pushed it in front of her: "This belongs to Master Juyuan; it can stabilize the soul. Little Shanren's current body needs it."

Su Fengnan was suddenly startled.

Master, stabilize the soul... these words made her head buzz, leaving her at a loss.

Could it be that I felt energetic and full of vitality after copying scriptures, but felt sleepy and listless when I didn't copy them, and always felt like something was missing...? Could this be related to an unstable soul?

After a long pause, she pleaded softly, "Now that you know where I came from, how can I repay your kindness? I beg you to tell me the truth."

After speaking, Su Fengnan stood up, put her hands together, and bowed deeply to Master Miaoxuan.

Master Miaoxuan looked at the kind-hearted young man before him and slowly said, "It was Master Juyuan who chose to save you in his final moments before passing away, and I was merely following the trend. This is your own destiny."

His tone carried a hint of nostalgia, and a trace of regret occasionally flickered in his eyes.