What no one expected was that Sue's Weibo post gradually spread on the Internet.
At first, it was not a sensation, but the more it went, the more it became like a blowout, causing a wide range of responses.
Some Internet celebrities, the so-called once-in-a-millennium beauties, may be amazing at first, but they will get bored after a long time.
This Buddhist Sutra and Buddha statue are the opposite. At first, they didn't feel anything, but the more they looked, the more they felt it was amazing.
"I didn't believe it before, but after seeing this Buddhist Sutra and Buddha statue, I was really shocked."
"Buddhism is really broad and profound."
"Which Buddhist Sutra does this Buddha statue come from?
I want to see it. "
"Everyone is checking it, but they can't find a corresponding one. Many people guess that it might be Sue
Created by himself. "
"How is this possible?
This is a Buddhist Sutra! "
Many people on the Internet are talking about the origin of this Buddhist Sutra and Buddha statue. Some people guess that it is Sue
Created by himself, but it's a little hard to believe.
After all, such a broad and profound Sutra, even modern Buddhist masters may not be able to create it, let alone Sue
Such a young man.
There is a heated discussion on the Internet. Sue in the Garbage Station is
Qing Yun's pleasant voice rang out, "Recovery rate + 1, recovery rate + 1, recovery rate + 2, recovery rate + 3 …" The recovery rate had already reached 108, and it was still increasing.
This proves that Sue's speculation
Is that the dissemination of Buddhist Sutra and Buddha statue is equivalent to recycling garbage into resources, which can increase the recycling rate.
"Okay, don't report for the time being. When the recycling rate almost stops growing, report the results to me." Sue said.
Said.
"Okay, Master." Qingyun stopped reporting, otherwise, it would be annoying to keep adding one and two to the recycling rate.
Sue
Ignoring the excitement on the Internet, he continued to sort out the garbage.
He was still turning over the pile of waste paper, and after a while, he had turned over half of it, but he did not sort out any useful waste paper, nor did he sort out any key information.
The remaining half, however, made Sue feel a headache.
Because it can no longer be regarded as waste paper, at most, it is paper ash.
In a large pile of ash, at most, one or two pieces of unburned paper can be seen occasionally. Of course, from the shape of the ash and the looming handwriting on it, it can also be seen that it is paper ash.
Sue
He picked up a piece of paper with a word and a half left on it. He took a glance and his eyes lit up. "Good writing!"
On the shredded paper, there was a complete word, "Mercy", and a half-burned word. According to the shape and meaning of the word, it should be the word, "Mercy", and when put together, it should be "Mercy".
These two words were so profound that they seemed to have penetrated deep into the wood.
The Buddhist Scripture copied by someone before can only be regarded as good at best. It is worse than the brush calligraphy from the Immortal Universe and it is even worse than the Sword Intent text from the Desolate Era Universe.
However, this "Mercy" is even worse than the words with Sword Intent from the "Desolate Era Universe".
However, the mood was different. There was no sharp Sword Will. Instead, it gave off a feeling of benevolence. It was as if they were looking at a benevolent Buddha.
"How could such good calligraphy be burned? It's such a waste!
Moreover, a person who can write such good words must have written something even more extraordinary. "Sue said.
He felt very sorry in his heart and he was very unwilling.
He released his Spiritual Force, enveloped the whole pile of ash, and carefully detected the handwriting on it. One by one, barely recognizable words, whether it was on the remaining paper fragments or on the burned paper ashes, were picked out by him: Wei, Zen, Demon, Merit, Good … Unfortunately, these words are too scattered, they may come from different pages or even from different books. There is no way to put them together and they are useless.
"Wait, how could I forget about it." Sue said.
Suddenly, his heart moved and he released a mouse from the Spirit Beast bag. It was the Little White Mouse that had awakened the Substitute.
These past few days, Miss Su
After careful nurturing, the little white mouse became more and more beautiful and adorable, and its spirit could be considered to be barely hanging on.
Of course, it also consumed Sue's energy.
The treatment this little guy enjoys is almost the same as Sue's level.
It couldn't be helped that they were on the same level. It wasn't easy for him to get an animal substitute, and he couldn't just watch it die after its mental strength was sucked dry by the substitute.
Of course, because of this, Sue doesn't want to cultivate another Substitute Animal for the time being.
First, the probability is too low and it is difficult to create. Second, after creating it, it is not easy to cultivate, and it will be a burden.
"Little White, help me repair these paper ashes." Sue said.
Said.
"Haw."
The Little White Mouse screamed, which means "leave it to me". It climbed to the side of the pile of paper ashes, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind it. It reached out and put its hand on the pile of paper ashes. The paper ashes on it, as if time was flowing backward, slowly turned back into paper. The pieces were combined and a complete piece of paper was presented in front of Sue.
In front of him.
"Good job!" Sue said.
At first, he only thought that the Substitute ability of the Little White Mouse could be used to repair stone sculptures, antiques, and other things, but now he found that there are many promising places to use it in the garbage dump.
However, Sue
Soon, he found that he was happy too early.
Because after a while, after repairing one or two hundred pieces of paper, the Little White Mouse was tired and showed a strenuous look. It rushed to Sue.
It chirped, meaning that it was tired and wanted to rest.
"You kid, you just said leave it to you." Sue said.
He was a little speechless, but he really didn't dare to let the Little White Mouse challenge the limit. He asked the Little White Mouse to stop. Otherwise, if it is not careful, its spirit will not support it and it will die of weakness.
Sue
He sorted out one or two hundred pieces of waste paper and read them carefully.
Of course, strictly speaking, it is not one or two hundred complete pieces. Some of them are more or less missing. The Substitute of the Little White Mouse has the ability to repair, but there is a prerequisite that the fragments are complete and within a radius of a hundred meters. Some of the paper ashes may be incomplete, and some are still in the original space and time. Naturally, it cannot be completely repaired.
"Oh my God, these books are …" Sue
Just flipping through a few pieces of paper, his eyes burst with light, and then at the fastest speed, he flipped through one or two hundred pieces of paper. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression became more and more excited. He was stimulated by many words on it.
"Ox Demon Vigorous Fist"
"Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist"
"Dragon Meditation Vajra Sutra"
"Great Dragon Bodhisattva Sutra"
"Eight Divine King Sutra"