The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

At this time, there is a temple on the other side.

In this deep and ancient Taoist temple, the flickering candlelight illuminates every corner of the hall, adding a bit of weirdness to this space that is already full of mystery.

Inside the temple, a woman in a black cloak, her face hidden by a mask, knelt quietly on a cold cushion. Her figure elongated in the dim candlelight, appearing particularly lonely and determined.

Her eyes, through the gaps in the mask, were fixed on the majestic statue standing in front of her. There was determination but also an imperceptible hesitation in her eyes.

Clutching the ancient holy grail tightly in her hands, she was filled with mixed emotions.

For her, this holy grail is not only a tool for divination, but also a bridge connecting heaven and earth and seeking guidance from the gods.

She knew that the decision she was about to make would affect the layout she had painstakingly built over the years, and might even change the fate of countless people.

"God, Lord, Buddha, Tao, please bless me." She whispered to herself. Although her voice was soft, it was full of unquestionable power.

As she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, turned her wrist slightly, and the Holy Grail drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally landed steadily on the ground in front of her, making a crisp sound. One positive and one negative, implying a mixture of good and bad, but it did not seem to bring her a clear answer.

She frowned, a trace of confusion and unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She stood up, slowly picked up the holy grail, knelt back on the mat, and silently recited a more pious prayer in her heart.

This time, she seemed more focused, as if she wanted to concentrate all her faith and determination on this throw.

However, when the Holy Grail fell to the ground, one side facing up and the other facing down, the same result as before.

Sweat quietly slid across her forehead, dripped onto the cold stone slabs, and disappeared in an instant.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, revealing her inner struggle and anxiety. But she did not give up, picked up the Holy Grail again, closed her eyes, and devoted herself to communicating with the gods.

The air around seemed to freeze, and time became slow and heavy at this moment.

When she threw the Holy Grail for the third time, she felt both anticipation and fear.

When she slowly opened her eyes, what she saw was still the familiar front and back.

The three results were the same, which seemed to her to be a strong hint, a support from the gods.

However, her heart did not feel relieved, but became heavier.

She stood up, her black cloak fluttering gently in the night wind, adding a bit of domineering aura to her.

She looked through the crack in the door, toward the dimly lit city in the distance, thinking secretly in her heart.

Zhang Fan, the person who might become a stumbling block in her plan, was enjoying a quiet dinner with Huang Hui at this moment, completely unaware that he was at the center of the storm.

"Is this fate?" she murmured to herself, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

She knew very well that once she decided to take action, there would be no turning back.

But she also understood that she was not someone who would easily succumb to fate.

She turned around and looked at the top masters behind her who were also waiting for her decision.

There was awe and expectation in their eyes, as if every decision she made could determine their life or death.

But she knew that she couldn't act rashly based on the results of just one divination.

She needed more information, more consideration.

At this moment, a breeze blew, the candlelight flickered, and the light and shadow in the hall became unpredictable.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, as if something was secretly watching her. She looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

But the chill made her more clearly aware that she was standing at a critical crossroads.

She knelt back on the mat, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes in deep thought.

This time, she did not seek guidance from the Holy Grail, but began to listen to her own inner voice.

She asked herself, is this really what she wanted? Is this really a just act? Or is it just to satisfy her own selfish desires and ambitions?

As time passed, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely tense.

But she seemed to be in another world, isolated from the hustle and bustle around her.

Finally, when she opened her eyes again, there was no more hesitation and struggle in her eyes.

Instead, there is a firmness and determination.

“Perhaps, God has not given me a clear answer,” she said softly, “but I have made my choice.”

After saying that, she stood up, her black cloak fluttering in the night wind.

She strode towards the door, and seeing her, the top masters followed her.

Their footsteps echoed through the empty temple, foreshadowing the coming storm.

However, in this tense atmosphere, few people noticed the complex and changing look of the Zen nun.

Although she looks cool and beautiful, her heart is full of contradictions and struggles.

The moment the Zen woman stepped out of the door, the sky seemed to crack open, and deafening thunder exploded, striking people's hearts.

This sudden thunder not only shook the entire temple, but also in an incredible way, split the ancient and solemn statue in the temple into pieces, with flames splashing and smoke billowing.

The interior of the temple was instantly shrouded in flames and smoke, as if doomsday had come.

The Zen nun stopped in astonishment and looked back at the ruined hall, her eyes full of disbelief.

She knew very well that in the world of practitioners, visions in nature were often seen as revelations or warnings from the gods.

The sudden thunder and its devastating blow to the statue were undoubtedly conveying a message to her, but the message was so vague that it was difficult to grasp.

"Is this God's will?" she murmured to herself, with a hint of confusion and uneasiness in her voice.

The result of the Holy Grail throw had already made her make up her mind, but the unexpected change at this moment made her fall into an unprecedented dilemma.

On the one hand, she firmly believed that her plan was just and necessary, and the guidance of the Holy Grail seemed to verify this; on the other hand, the damage to the statue seemed like an insurmountable obstacle, forcing her to re-examine her decision.

"The will of heaven is unpredictable, but how can I be shaken by this?" She thought to herself, frowning. She knew that as a practitioner and a leader with heavy responsibilities, she could not act based on momentary emotional judgment. She needed to analyze calmly, weigh the pros and cons, and make the most appropriate decision for the overall situation.

However, time passed by as relentlessly as running water, leaving her no time to hesitate.

She knew that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was fleeting, and once missed, it might never be recovered.