What no one expected was that Su Jing's Weibo post gradually spread on the Internet. It was not sensational at first, but as it went on, it became like a blowout, arousing widespread repercussions. Some Internet celebrities, the so-called beauties that come once in a thousand years, may be stunning to everyone at first, but they will get bored after a short time. This Buddhist sutra and Buddha statue is the other way around. It seems like nothing at first, but the more you look at it, the more magical it becomes.
"I didn't believe it before, but after seeing this Buddhist scripture and Buddha statue, I was really shocked."
"Buddhism is indeed profound and profound."
"Which Buddhist scripture does this Buddha statue come from? I want to take a look."
"Everyone is searching, but can't find the corresponding one. Many people speculate that it may be Su Jing's own creation."
"How is this possible? This is a Buddhist scripture!"
Many people on the Internet are discussing the origin of this Buddhist scripture and Buddha statue. Some people speculate that it was Su Jing's own creation, but they find it hard to believe it. After all, even a modern Buddhist master might not be able to create such a profound and profound scripture, let alone a young man like Su Jing.
There was a heated discussion on the Internet. Su Jing in the Super Dimension Garbage Station was grinning, and Qingyun's beautiful voice sounded: "Recycling degree plus one, recycling degree plus one, recycling degree plus two, recycling degree plus three..." Recycling degree It has increased to 108 and is still growing. This proves Su Jing's guess that the spread of Buddhist scriptures and statues is equivalent to recycling garbage into resources, which can increase the recycling rate.
"Okay, there is no need to report for the time being. When the recovery rate has almost stopped growing, you will report the results to me." Su Jing said.
"Okay master." Qingyun stopped reporting, otherwise it would be annoying to keep adding one plus two to the recovery rate.
Su Jing ignored the excitement on the Internet and continued to sort out the trash. He was still looking through the pile of waste paper, and soon he was halfway through it, but no more useful waste paper was sorted out, and no key information was sorted out. The remaining half gave Su Jing a headache because it was no longer considered waste paper, but at most paper dust. There are a lot of soot, and at most one or two pieces of unburned paper can be seen occasionally. Of course, from the shape of the soot and the faint writing on it, it can also be seen that it is paper ashes.
Su Jing picked up a scrap of paper, with a word and a half left on it. He only glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Good word!"
The complete word on the shredded paper is the word "kindness", and there is another half-burned word. Based on the shape and meaning of the word, I guess it should be the word "compassion", which together means "compassion". These two words are so profound and profound. The previous copy of the Buddhist scriptures that someone copied could only be regarded as good at best. It was three points worse than the brush calligraphy from the time and space of eternal life, and it was even worse than the words with sword meaning from the time and space of the Wild Era. .
However, this "compassion" is even worse than the sword-like words from the time and space of the Wild Age. However, the artistic conception is different. It does not have a sharp sword intention, but gives people a feeling of compassion, as if they are seeing a compassionate Buddha.
"How could such good calligraphy be burned? It's such a waste of natural resources! Moreover, the content of the words written by someone who can write such good calligraphy may be even more incredible." Su Jing felt very regretful and unwilling.
He released his mental power, covering the entire pile of paper ashes, and carefully detected the writing on it. He picked out the words that were barely legible, whether they were on the remaining scraps of paper or on the burned paper ashes: Power, Zen, Demon, Merit, Goodness... Unfortunately, these words are too scattered. They may come from different pages or even different books. They cannot be put together at all and have no effect.
"Wait, why did I forget it?" Su Jing suddenly felt something in her heart, and released a mouse from the spirit beast bag. It was the white mouse that had awakened the substitute. After Su Jing's careful care these days, the white mouse has become more and more beautiful and cute, and it can barely hold on mentally. Of course, it also consumed a lot of good things from Su Jing. The treatment that this little guy enjoyed was almost on the same level as Su Jing. There was nothing that could be done about it. After finally getting an animal substitute, we couldn't just watch it being drained by the substitute. Die by spiritual power.
Of course, because of this, Su Jing has no intention of cultivating another substitute animal for the time being. Firstly, the probability is too low and it will be difficult. Secondly, after it is created, it will not be easy to cultivate. Too many will be a burden.
"Xiao Bai, help me repair these paper dust." Su Jing said.
"Chirp." The little white mouse yelled, which translated means "Wrap it on me." It crawled to the side of the paper ash pile, and suddenly a shadow appeared behind it. It stretched out its hand and put it on the paper ash pile. The paper ash on it seemed like As if time was going back, it slowly turned back into paper. The fragments were put together one by one, and the complete papers appeared in front of Su Jing.
"Good job!" Su Jing praised. At first, she only thought that the white mouse's substitute ability could be used to repair stone sculptures, antiques and other things, but now she found that there are many promising places to use it in the garbage dump.
However, Su Jing soon discovered that she was too happy too early. Because after a while, after repairing one or two hundred pieces of paper, the white mouse became tired, showed a sign of difficulty, and chirped at Su Jing, which meant that it was tired and wanted to rest.
"You kid, I just said that I would take care of you." Su Jing was a little speechless, but she really didn't dare to let the little white mouse challenge the limit, so she stopped the little white mouse. Otherwise, if she were not careful, she would not be able to support her spirit and become weak. And died.
Su Jing sorted out one or two hundred pieces of waste paper and read them carefully. Of course, strictly speaking, there are not one or two hundred complete pictures. Some of them have more or less defects. The white mouse's substitute has the ability to repair, but there is a prerequisite, that is, the fragments are complete and within a radius of a hundred meters. There may be some paper ash itself that is incomplete, and part of it is still in the original time and space, so naturally it cannot be completely repaired.
"Oh my god, these books are..." Su Jing just flipped through a few pieces of paper, and her eyes lit up. Then she flipped through all the one or two hundred pieces of paper as fast as she could, her eyes getting brighter and brighter. His expression became more and more excited, and he was stimulated by many words above.
"Ox Demon Powerful Fist"
"Tiger Demon Practices Bone Fist"
"Dragon Zen Diamond Sutra"
"The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva Sutra"
"The Eight Divine Kings Sutra"
Although it was only part of the content, one or two pages, not a complete book, it had already stimulated Su Jing's heart to beat faster. Su Jing didn't need to sort out other written information. Just from the names of these boxing scriptures, she could guess where the garbage came from and which time and space it came from.