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"Junior Zhang, do you know Master Pu Zhi?"

His Dharma Idol took a step forward. Although he was young, his eyes were bright.

When Zhang Xiaofan heard this, his face paled and he didn't dare to look straight into the Dharma Idol's eyes. Thinking of the old monk who had kowtowed nine times, Zhang Xiaofan's heart was still warm.

The Divine Monk of the Heavenly Note Temple, Master Pu Zhi