The Seven Buddha Painting?
But there were only six monks on it. What did that mean? Had one run off?
Chen Lin frowned as he looked at the inscription.
Suddenly, his expression shifted as something came to mind.
He promptly took out Luo Ziqing's Storage Bag and retrieved a box from it.
When he opened the box, the Buddha Statue was revealed.
Chen Lin looked at the statue, then at the painting, his brows drawing together slightly.
The statue and the figures in the painting were simply too similar!
Apart from the face, everything else-the seated posture, the monk's robe, even the size-was exactly the same as the monks in the painting.
There was absolutely no way the two were unrelated.
With apprehension in his heart, Chen Lin picked up the statue, put the box into his Storage Bag, and slowly approached the painting.
Then he raised the statue high and held it against the vacant spot in the painting to compare them.
It fit perfectly.
"Bzz!"
At that moment, both the painting and the statue in Chen Lin's hand trembled, bursting with light.
Then Chen Lin felt his hand lighten.
The statue in his hand had vanished.
In its place, the empty spot in the painting had been filled.
The Seven Buddha Painting finally had all seven monks.
The astonishing sight sent Chen Lin's heart pounding, but there was nothing he could do except stand where he was and stare intently at the painting.
Soon, the light faded, and the painting rolled itself up and floated over to him.
A doorway appeared where the painting had been.
It was identical to the temple gate outside, only several times smaller, barely wide enough for one person to pass through.
The situation before him was utterly straightforward. With no other choice,