I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

"How is he?" Ousi walked over from a distance.

Jingyang said, "There's nothing seriously injured, but my body is quite exhausted and my energy is severely depleted. I need to rest for a while."

Ousi nodded. "Yes, you need to rest properly."

He paused for a moment, then added, "It seems there's been some trouble over there."

"what happened?"

"The little jade Buddha of the Black Mist Lion Clan has failed," Ousi said.

Xiao Di asked curiously, "Permanently invalid?"

Ous said, "At first glance, perhaps so."

"Is it because that black jade Buddha statue is broken?" Jingyang said understandingly. "The genuine one is cracked, so it's normal for the knock-off to have some problems as well. Let's go take a look."

Shizuku is also very curious, and since Kurapika's resting place is not far from the dilapidated Zen Temple, there's no need to worry.

Another black mist lion, Ryan, sat silently here, looking as if he was going to help protect Kurapika.

By now, his injured legs had fully healed, and given that Rand's severed arm had suddenly returned to normal, even if he was stupid, he could guess that these humans had done something to him and Rand, granting them the ability to heal from serious injuries—it was just a pity that Rand was probably too badly injured in the black mist and did not survive.

Jingyang nodded to Ryan, and together with Xiaodi, followed Ousi back to the dilapidated Zen temple.

The already dilapidated mountain temple was now in even greater disarray. As Kurapika appeared out of nowhere and regained his freedom, the receding wave of black energy that had appeared at the same time also brought out everything from the strange divine space that had trapped him—it felt as if that alternate dimension had been damaged and the entire thing had been teleported to this world.

In the middle of the dilapidated hall, covered with cobwebs, moss, and weeds, the boulder on the hillside that Kurapika once leaned against in the God Realm was prominently displayed. The bricks and stones of the hall at the bottom were crushed and cracked at the edges.

As for the most important character in that divine space, the "divine" character itself, which forms a net that completely envelops the space from all sides and top to bottom, splashes onto the four stone pillars, sutra pillars, and ceiling of the Buddhist temple...

However, after seeing the light of day again, these divine character arrays quickly turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared.

The characters of God are physical characters formed by infusing Nen power. It seems reasonable that they would disappear when the special space they need to maintain no longer exists.

Ou Si expressed doubt about Jing Yang's speculation.

“Once the divine script is formed, it is completely realized. Apart from stimulating and assisting in the use of Nen abilities, it is no different from ordinary writing on books or carved on stones,” Ouji said. “If a book is torn or a stone tablet is destroyed, the writing on it will be damaged, but it will not disappear. True experts can even piece it together, repair it, and restore it to its original state, and deduce the original text…”

He suddenly stopped speaking.

"Self-destruct?"

"Is it to prevent anyone from trying to restore it?"

Jingyang and Ousi spoke at the same time, exchanged a glance, and fell into thought.

Unlike Ou Si, Jing Yang had seen the mysterious figure in the black energy wave that appeared with Kurapika. Therefore, for him, the creator of the divine characters in the divine character space that trapped Kurapika did not seem to be completely elusive... Was it that mysterious figure who left these divine characters? To prevent anyone from trying to restore the divine characters he left behind, he designed it so that when this space was dispelled, all the divine characters would immediately turn into black smoke and dissipate?

According to Elder Black Mist Lion, the real black jade Buddha statue enshrined in this monastery was carved by a human and left in the mountains hundreds of years ago when he was a child.

He was the mysterious figure that Jing Yang had seen in the God-character space when the black tide dissipated.

What is so special about those "god" characters in the God-character space that makes it worthwhile to design such a way to destroy them in a timely manner?

Is it related to the reason why Kurapika became the way he is now?

Speaking of which, that guy, whose identity is unknown, created the Buddha statue, created that "God" space, and most likely connected the Buddha statue to that "God" space... What was he after for doing all this?

With some guesses flashing through their minds, Jingyang and the other two bypassed the giant rock standing in the middle of the Buddhist hall and saw the Great Elder of the Black Mist Lion.

The elder stared blankly at the black jade Buddha statue.

Indeed, as he said, the small jade Buddha pendants worn by everyone in the Black Mist Lion Clan were made by him based on this black jade Buddha statue.

The design is almost identical with multiple arms.

The difference lies in the fact that the Buddha head on the small jade pendant is blurry, with little discernible human features. In contrast, the authentic Buddha statue has lifelike facial features, resembling a real person.

The Buddha lowered his eyes, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown, seeing through the past and the future, and showing compassion for all people.

It's a real shame that this Buddha statue, which should have been flawless black jade, is now riddled with cracks. It's quite worrying; touching it with just a finger would cause it to crumble and collapse completely.

Even so, the face of this cracked, black jade-like Buddha statue is the most lifelike sculpture Jingyang has ever seen.

"Alas, that little rascal ruined it!" The Grand Elder gazed with deep regret at the black jade Buddha statue, now riddled with cracks. "I should have known that letting that brat know about this place, getting close to it, would inevitably lead to trouble..."

The old lion muttered to himself, filled with regret.

Jingyang guessed that when the black jade Buddha statue was intact, it once contained abundant spiritual energy.

It is likely that the founder of that sect had already awakened his Nen ability when he was young.

As a magical beast, the Grand Elder did not possess any magical abilities, but as a magical beast himself, his powerful biological instincts allowed him to vaguely sense the extraordinary aura emanating from the Pope—and perhaps even to sense that this extraordinary aura was somewhat similar to that of the Buddha statue in the temple, and to certain qualities of the human who sculpted that Buddha statue.

Among humans, there are children who are born with the ability to awaken their consciousness.

When this patriarch was first found, did he already possess this potential, which is why the Grand Elder, seeing him, felt pity for him and took him in to raise him?

The old lion is now saying he should have known something bad would happen, but back then it was probably the opposite. When he sensed a similar aura between the patriarch and the Buddha statue, and that human, his first reaction was probably that the patriarch had a connection with him... Otherwise, why would he make a small jade Buddha pendant for a human? Wouldn't that have made it easier for this guy to return to the temple and touch the Buddha statue at any time?

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the patriarch had too much contact with Buddha statues, and coupled with his own act of pretending to be a god and brainwashing others, that he eventually lost his mind and came up with some kind of godhood ritual.

Jingyang tried asking, and the elder did not deny it, but shook his head and said, "This pendant can only be used within the area of ​​this mountain. Once it leaves the mountain and enters the colorful world of humans, it will no longer be effective."

Oushi nodded, but thought to himself, "It's not that it's stopped working, but rather that the distance is too great, causing the Nen ability to fail, right? The Pope must have known this perfectly well, which is why he went mad and self-destructed, using his own life to strengthen his ability, and thus brought Kurapika here from a distance..."

Xiao Di took out her phone, seemingly hesitating whether to take a picture of the mysterious black jade Buddha statue.

“This is a relic from an old friend, so it shouldn’t be touched. But if you like it, I’ll give you a pendant as a gift.” The elder sighed to himself, “The face of this Buddha statue is practically a carbon copy of that person’s…”

So narcissistic?

Sculpt a Buddha statue, but with your own face sculpted?

Jingyang asked, "I remember you said that person carved more than just this one statue by the sea..."

“Yes, God, angels, saints, immortals, gods and Buddhas everywhere, there’s everything,” the elder said. “The face of each statue is modeled after himself.”

Jingyang and Ousi were both speechless; that ancient man was truly unrestrained and free-spirited.

The elder said, "The pendant has lost its effect now, so I hope you won't mind."

Xiao Di blinked, looking at the multi-armed black jade Buddha statue covered in cracks in front of her, and did not refuse.

Ou Si waved his hand repeatedly to indicate that he didn't mind.

Jing Yang replied, "I'm more interested in how you copied this thing. Since it's malfunctioning anyway, demonstrating it wouldn't be a big deal, would it?"

The elder was taken aback. “It seems… there really is nothing wrong. However, the Buddha statue itself has lost its spiritual power, so I’m not sure if the pendant can still be made.”

"It's alright, I just wanted to see the technique," Jing Yang said with a smile. "You can probably sense that we all have some similar 'spirituality' about us. When you meet someone like yourself, it's natural to want to investigate."

The elder sighed and said, "Very well. However, I need to go back and make some preparations."

"Please do this as soon as possible. If it's too much trouble, we'll have to forget about it," Jingyang said. "Our friend is too weak and needs to be taken to a hospital outside the mountains for treatment as soon as possible."

The main reason is that Kurapika's body urgently needs to replenish its nutrients to make up for the deficiencies.

The elder nodded and left the Buddhist hall.

Jingyang watched them leave, his gaze slowly falling on the giant rock in the middle of the main hall.

He hadn't forgotten what Kurapika had said back then, speculating about what might be inside the stone...

Anyway, the elder didn't seem to pay much attention to the appearance of the stone that appeared out of nowhere. It's clear that he knew nothing about what was inside, and that this thing had nothing to do with the Black Mist Lion Clan!

Jingyang rubbed his hands together, eager to get started, and said to Xiaodi, "How about we do an unboxing now?"

Little Drop said, "Okay."

"What?" Ousi didn't understand at all.

The next moment, he saw Zhen Yuanzi take a step forward, gather a ball of spiritual energy in his palm, and slam it heavily onto the very conspicuous boulder in the middle of the Buddhist hall. With a loud bang, the boulder was shattered by his palm, and fragments flew everywhere.

Ousi thought that Zhen Yuanzi found the huge rock too annoying, but who knew that after the outer shell of the boulder cracked and collapsed, there was a bunch of things hidden inside.

“This is…” Ou Si looked closely and asked in confusion, “A rice stalk? A pile of rice grains hidden in a stone?”

Jingyang was taken aback at first, but as he looked at the pile of rice, which was about the size of a bed, he immediately realized something.

Little Drop said, "They are withering."

Sure enough, as the boulder crumbled, the pile of rice hidden inside was rapidly turning yellow, shrinking, and decaying at a speed that the naked eye could not keep up with... just like when cultural relics are unearthed and immediately oxidize and decay upon contact with air.

"Little drop!"

Jingyang shouted, "No matter what, we'll put away what we got by opening the box ourselves."

Chapter 169 It's you again!

Without saying a word, Xiao Di conjured a vacuum cleaner and said, "Bulging-eyed fish, suck up all this rice."

After saying that, the vacuum cleaner head opened its mouth wide, flicked its tongue, and sucked hard.

MIA MIA MIA!

The pile of rice exposed after the boulder was broken open, regardless of whether it was yellow or green, was all swiped away by this giant vacuum cleaner.

"..."

Ou Si was completely dumbfounded.

No, what's going on here?

Jing Yang saw clearly that although the pile of rice quickly rotted and withered after being exposed to the air after the boulder was broken, that was only the outermost layer. When the bulging-eyed fish ate it, a considerable portion of the rice inside still looked intact. Each ear of rice was heavy and the grains were plump. The sense of a bountiful harvest could move any old farmer.

Old farmer Jingyang was very moved at this moment.

Who would go to such lengths to seal ordinary rice grains inside such a giant rock?

Not only is it sealed inside such a giant rock, but the giant rock itself is also sealed in a special alternate dimension.

The case is solved. The person who carved this black jade Buddha statue by the sea hundreds of years ago probably did so to preserve the rice.

As for the giant stone that holds the special divine space that trapped Kurapika, whether it was a Nen ability that person developed specifically for this occasion, or the fact that the stone statue that connects to another dimension was part of their own Nen ability, Jingyang had no idea.

But there seems to be an explanation for why the Great Elder of the Black Mist Lions could live for several hundred years.

Nitrompeii!

That is, longevity rice.

When Jingyang saw the pile of rice exposed after the boulder was broken open, and especially when he saw how quickly and strangely it decayed after being revealed, he immediately thought of the Grand Elder's account of his experiences hundreds of years ago.