Looking back, Lin Qianxing looked at Zhijing, opened his mouth and said, "Master Zhijing, is this statue still alive?"

"Did the donor see it?" Zhijing smiled and said: "When the Buddha realized the truth and shattered the void, he was worried that the Tuoshan Temple would be destroyed in future generations, so he used his supernatural powers to create this statue and placed his spiritual thoughts in it.

Once the Tuoshan Temple encounters the crisis of destroying the temple, the contemporary monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can awaken the divine thoughts and revive the statue."

"I wonder if I can admire the grace of my senior?" Lin Qianxing said to Zhijing expectantly.

"This depends on the Buddha's own wishes." After Zhijing finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the statue of the child, then turned and left.

"It depends on his own wishes?" Lin Qianxing turned his head and looked at the statue of Tongzun and said: "I want to fight you, do you agree?"

There was no response, and Lin Qianxing had a disappointed look on his face.

But he could also understand that after all, this thing was the treasure of the Tuoshan Temple, and activating it once would definitely take a long time to recover the energy consumed.

It's normal for Zhijing not to want to activate it.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Qianxing suddenly discovered that the statue in front of him was gradually transforming. Its stone-like appearance gradually became like the skin of a real person.
Chapter completed!