Chapter 790 The Supreme Treasure

What no one expected was that Su Jing's Weibo gradually spread on the Internet. It was not a sensation at first, but as it went on, it became like a blowout, causing widespread repercussions. Some internet celebrities, the so-called once-in-a-millennium beauties, may surprise everyone at first, but they will get bored after watching it for a long time. This Buddhist scripture is the other way around. At first, I thought it was nothing, but the more I looked at it, the more magical it became.

"I didn't believe it before, but after seeing this Buddhist scripture, I was really shocked."

"Buddhism is indeed broad and profound."

"Which Buddhist scripture does this Buddha statue come from? I want to see it."

"Everyone is looking for it, but they can't find the corresponding one. Many people speculate that it may be created by Su Jing."

"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 created by Su Jing, but it is difficult to believe. After all, even a modern Buddhist master would not be able to create such a broad and profound scripture, let alone a young man like Su Jing.

There is a heated discussion on the Internet, but Su Jing in the super-space garbage station is grinning, and Qingyun's beautiful voice is ringing: "Recycling degree plus one, recovery degree plus one, recovery degree plus two, recovery degree plus three..." Recycling The degree has increased to 108, and it is still growing continuously. This proves Su Jing's guess that the dissemination of Buddhist scriptures and statues is equivalent to recycling garbage, which can increase the degree of recycling.

"Okay, there is no need to report for the time being. When the recovery rate almost stops increasing, report the results to me." Su Jing said.

"Good master." Qingyun stopped reporting, otherwise the constant recovery rate plus one plus two would be annoying.

Su Jing ignored the excitement on the Internet and continued to sort out the trash. He was still flipping through the pile of waste paper, and it was halfway through in a while, but he didn't sort out any useful waste paper, nor did he sort out key information. The remaining half gave Su Jing a headache, because it was no longer waste paper, at most it was paper dust. A large pile of soot, at most one or two pieces of unburned paper, can be seen occasionally.

Su Jing picked up a piece of paper with a half-word left on it. He only glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Good word!"

The complete character on the shredded paper is the character "Ci", and there is another character that has been burnt in half. According to the shape and meaning of the word, it should be the character "Compassion", which together means "Mercy". These two words are simply penetrating, and the artistic conception is profound. The previous Buddhist scriptures copied by someone can only be regarded as good at best. It is three points worse than the calligraphy from the time and space of eternal life, and it is even worse than the words with sword intent from the time and space of Manghuang Ji. .

However, this "compassion" is even better than the words with sword intent from the time and space of Manghuang Ji. However, the artistic conception is different. It does not have a sharp sword intent, but gives people a feeling of compassion, as if seeing a big Buddha with compassion.

"How could such a good character be burned? It's a waste of time! Moreover, the content of the words written by someone who can write such a good character may be even more incredible." Su Jing felt very regretful and unwilling.

He released his mental power, covering the entire pile of paper ashes, carefully examining the handwriting on it, and the words that were barely recognizable, whether on the remaining paper scraps or on the burned paper ashes, were all picked out by him: Power, Zen, Demon, Merit, Kindness... Unfortunately, these words are too scattered, and they may come from different pages or even different books.

"Wait, why did I forget about it." Su Jing suddenly moved in his heart, and released a mouse from the spirit beast bag. It was the white mouse who had awakened his double. After Su Jing's careful maintenance these days, the guinea pig is getting more and more beautiful and cute, and he can barely hold on mentally. Of course, it also consumes a lot of Su Jing's good things. The treatment this little guy enjoys is almost on the same level as Su Jing. This is also impossible. After finally getting an animal substitute, I can't just watch it being drained by the substitute. Die mentally.

Of course, because of this, Su Jing didn't want to cultivate a stand-in animal for the time being. First, the probability was too low to make it difficult. Second, after it was created, it was not easy to cultivate. Too much was a burden.

"Xiao Bai, help me repair these paper ashes." Su Jing said.

"Hahaha." The little white mouse called, which translated means "wrap around me." It climbed to the side of the paper ash pile, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind it. It stretched out its hand and placed it on the paper ash pile. Like turning back time, it slowly changed back to paper. Pieces of pieces were combined, and a complete piece of paper was presented in front of Su Jing.

"Excellent!" Su Jing praised. At first, he only thought that the guinea pig's stand-in ability could be used to repair stone carvings, antiques, etc., but now I found that there are still many promising places to use it in garbage dumps.

However, Su Jing soon discovered that he was too happy too early. Because after a while, after repairing one or two hundred sheets of paper, the mouse was tired, showing a look of difficulty, and chirping at Su Jing, meaning it was tired and wanted to rest.

"You kid, I just said it was on you." Su Jing was a little speechless, but he really didn't dare to let the guinea pig challenge the limit and let the guinea pig stop. and die.

Su Jing sorted out one or two hundred sheets of waste paper and read them carefully. Of course, strictly speaking, not one or two hundred complete, some of them are more or less missing. The mouse's stand-in has the ability to repair, but there is a precondition that the fragments are complete and within a radius of 100 meters. Inside, there may be some paper ashes that are incomplete, and some of them are still in the original time and space, so naturally it cannot be completely repaired.

"God, these books are..." Su Jing just flipped through a few pieces of paper, his eyes bursting, and then at the fastest speed, he flipped through all the one or two hundred pieces of paper, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. , looking more and more excited, stimulated by the many words above.

"Bull Demon Power Fist"

"Tiger Demon Bone Fist"

"Dragon Zen Diamond Sutra"

"Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva Sutra"

"Eight Gods and Kings"

Although it's only part of the content, one or two, it's not a complete book, but it has already stimulated Su Jing's heartbeat. Su Jing didn't need to sort out other textual information, just from the names of these boxing scriptures, he could guess where and what time and space the garbage came from.

This time the prompt is more obvious. Can you guess which time and space it came from?