The divine statue of the Celestial Venerate surprisingly wore a compassionate smile that should have belonged to a Buddha statue, and behind it stood a large intricately carved bronze disk, the meaning of which was unknown.
"There are offerings here."
Lin Shiyu noticed keenly and pointed to the two plaques half-buried in the incense burner. Shi Tianming reached out, but neither the incense burner nor the wooden plaques moved at all.
The little monk frowned:
"This is exceedingly strange. When I extend my divine thought, it's as if falling into an endless hell, struggling even half an inch out of body..."
He reached into the incense burner and easily fished out the plaques.
The crowd looked and saw that one plaque bore the name "Fuli Celestial Venerate" and the other "Fu Li Shizun,"
with clusters of incense ash falling off, swirling in the air as if stirred by a breeze.
