"Professional—"

【……】

The system was silent and couldn't help complaining.

[Monk is still professional or unprofessional? Isn't it time to talk about whether the Buddha is pious or not? 】

"These are two different things."

Si Ruan blinked.

"Pious is about the heart, but the professional is about the ability, if you have the heart but not the ability, why are you looking for it?"

…… And this statement?

The corners of the system's mouth twitch.

However, after careful analysis, it seems quite right?

Ahem, well, well-

It thought it could learn about humans from the database alone, but now it seems that it is still far from it.

One person, one system, chattering outside.

Inside is the Zen Ming master who is practicing Ji Tan, but his expression gradually becomes solemn.

After a long time.

"Amitabha—"

He looked at the boy who had stopped hurting himself, but was still asleep and couldn't wake up.

Sigh.

Stand up and walk outside.

"Donor, the poor monk's cultivation is shallow, and he can't bring back the lost soul of that donor, I'm really ashamed, but-"

He looked at the girl sitting in the courtyard, fiddling with the leaves of the Putti tree.

After thinking about it, he continued:

"If it is a pure master, it may be possible, a pure master is a superb cultivator, the Buddha's heart is extraordinary, and it is not comparable to a poor monk."

"Master Yijing?"

Si Ruan looked at Master Chan Ming.

"Yes, Master Yijing."

Master Chan Ming nodded, walked over to Si Ruan and sat down.

"The Yijing Master of the Tick Temple has already cultivated relics, so his cultivation is extraordinary, it's just-"

When it comes to this.

There was some subtle helplessness in Master Zen Ming's expression.

"He, well, travels all year round, has no fixed residence, and is difficult to be encountered."

"So?"

Ten fingers flickered, weaving a few Bodhi leaves into a little Maitreya Buddha's girl.

Poking chubby, green gadgets.

Slowly:

"Does the master have a portrait of the pure master?"

"Well——, poor monk can draw one."

"Then there's Master Lao."

Si Ruan put the little Maitreya Buddha in front of the Zen Ming master.

"This one for the Master."

Master Chan Ming looked at the vivid Maitreya Buddha, with some amazing smiles in his wise and kind eyes.

"The donor gave birth to a pair of skillful hands, which is very powerful, then, the poor monk thanked the donor for the gift."

So said.

Master Zen Ming picked up the little Maitreya Buddha and walked towards the meditation room.

After a while, he took a freshly baked portrait and handed it to Si Ruan.

She reached out and took it, blowing the ink stain on it.

"Master, I'll go down the mountain."

"Okay, donor go slowly."

Master Zen Ming clasped his hands together and looked at the girl who had shrunk into inches and disappeared in an instant, and was full of emotion.

"Amitabha, the poor monk thought that the skill of Master Yijing was rare in the world, and it was difficult for anyone to match it, but he never thought that he could see another one, and his skill was even more unfathomable.

Out of the Si Ruan of Qinglan Temple.

did something that made the system speechless, but it was full of admiration.

Because she directly found someone, repainted thousands of portraits of the master of Yijing, and then had people paste them all over the streets and alleys.

Not only in their own country, but also in other countries.

More annotated——

If you meet this person and provide clues, you will receive a hundred taels of gold. 〗

Whoever meets this person and brings him to the Yamen of Fengshan County will have a thousand taels of gold. 〗

And, the first place, an additional reward of 500 taels, time is limited, please interact with the whole people. 〗

Order: Please injure your life by mistake, otherwise it will be invalid. 〗

…… This operation, so to speak, is quite - Sao!