The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Tibet, Mt. Everest.

When Fang Xun regained his vision, all he saw was a vast expanse of white snow.

Mount Everest, the highest peak on Earth, is covered in ice all year round.

But the old man standing opposite him was wearing only a short-sleeved bright yellow monk's robe, his hair and beard were all white, but his thin body was immune to cold and heat. It was Mahaye.

The old man had a calm expression, but his eyes were empty, like a blind man, but Fang Xun felt that he was always looking at him.

Mahaye once cut off his six senses in order to practice "Tathagata Palm", but now he does not rely on the six senses to perceive, but sees things entirely with his mind.

"Master, are there any concerns you haven't let go of yet?"

Mahaye put his hands together and replied, "I saved the world from the devil with my own body and helped the people return to the right path. Now I have no regrets in living again."

Fang Xun smiled after hearing this: "Congratulations, Master, you finally let it go!"

He also felt a little happy in his heart. Through a simple conversation, Fang Xun confirmed that the Maha Ye in front of him was much stronger than in the original book!

Mahaye is an Indian Brahmin and the leader of the Pure Land Sect. With this background, he is an out-and-out enemy of Buddhism in the original novel.

But he was actually a man of extraordinary talent. After stealing the "Six Divine Secrets" of Tantric Buddhism, he created a set of "Six Divine Secrets of Bliss". He then eliminated the six senses and practiced the "Tathagata Palm"!
He once accepted Yang Guang as his apprentice, taught him martial arts, and helped him ascend the throne. But later, when he saw that the Sui Dynasty was doomed, he decisively gave up Yang Guang and accepted Li Shimin as his apprentice instead.

Later, Maha Ye traveled to India and practiced Buddhism. After meditating in the Three Dharma Seals Pagoda for several months, he met the Buddha. One day, he had a great enlightenment, put down his butcher knife, and became a Buddha instantly.

But at this time Mahaye found that he still had a concern in his heart that he could not let go of, and that was his apprentice Li Shimin.

At this time, Li Shimin was possessed by a demon because of the death of his beloved wife. Mahaye challenged him to a battle on Mount Everest. During the battle, Mahaye endured Li Shimin's palm strike and removed the demon for him, but he sacrificed his life.

But the Mahaye that Fang Xun saw now was no longer worried. He had truly let go of everything, and his state of mind was completely complete.

"Amitabha, Mr. Fang, do you want to discuss the sutras and doctrines with me, or do you want to exchange some ideas?"

Mahaye's eyes were calm, and there was no trace of hostility in his body.

It is hard to imagine that he was once an enemy of Buddhism who used the name of Buddha, put on a monk's robe and destroyed Buddhism.

Fang Xun clasped his fists and said, "I have heard of the names of Tathagata Palm and Sakyamuni's Three Dharma Seals for a long time. Fang Xun does not have the wisdom of the master to comprehend the Three Dharma Seals, but I would like to see a little of Tathagata Palm."

According to legend, this skill was passed down by the Buddha in order to save all living beings and eliminate disasters. It is a shocking and unprecedented skill that is powerful enough to fight natural disasters.

In addition, the Three Dharma Seals are the true essence of Buddhism.

But Fang Xun didn't think he had the wisdom to figure out something subtle in such a short period of time.

Mahaye sighed when he heard this: "Does the donor really want to see it?"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "It's not that I want to fight with the master now, one move will be enough!"

The other party is a peaceful person, and Fang Xun hopes to communicate with him for a while. Of course, he is not in a hurry to decide the winner.

"That would be embarrassing."

Mahaye nodded, rose from the ground, flew into the clouds in a flash, and suddenly blasted out with his right palm.

In an instant, the image of Buddha Shakyamuni appeared, with his hands in the mudra of a heart. Ten thousand feet of Buddha light bloomed from the void, illuminating the universe.

This palm, packed with boundless force, came down from thousands of feet in the sky!

Tathagata Palm—the Buddha’s light appears for the first time.

With a loud bang, thunder exploded among the clouds. It turned out that the friction of energy caused the celestial phenomenon.

The shadow of the giant palm condensed into substance and suddenly covered Fang Xun.

Boom—the mountain shook violently, and every inch of snow vaporized in an instant.

White steam rose and mist spread.

The towering mountain was forcibly pressed down by this palm strike, becoming a hundred meters shorter. The top of the mountain was also pressed into a flat surface, with a clear palm print remaining on it.

The palm print was at least ten feet long and wide, and every line on it was clearly visible.

Fang Xun stood in the center of the palm print, his face pale, his clothes tattered, blood all over his body, and he looked like he was on his last breath.

He didn't put up any resistance and took the blow head on.

Fang Xun paid no attention to the injuries on his body. He closed his eyes and thought about something, as if he was savoring the true meaning of the palm strike just now.

At this time, Maha Ye also fell back to the ground, looking at Fang Xun with a surprised expression: "You gave up defense and took my palm, but you were only seriously injured. You are stronger than my disciple."

Fang Xun also opened his eyes at this time, and replied with a smile: "Master, you are too kind. It's just that I am afraid of death, so I practiced some more light skills and body protection skills, so I am more resistant to beatings. I don't deserve such praise."

As he spoke, the wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his torn clothes looked brand new.

If his face wasn't still pale, you wouldn't be able to tell that he had just been injured.

Upon seeing this, Maha Ye could not help but sigh, "Now that the inheritance of the great goddess Nuwa has come into your hands, it has really been put to good use. In the field of life creation, I am far inferior to you."

"Master, you are too modest," Fang Xun shook his head and mentioned the Tathagata Palm again. "This palm just now gave me some inspiration. I was just about to ask you for advice."

"I am not worthy of your advice. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

The two sat on the ground and talked freely.

Fang Xunqiang was struck by a palm and the Buddha's light appeared for the first time. After experiencing it for a while, he felt that it was similar to his original move.

There are nine postures in Tathagata Palm. The first posture, Buddha's Light Appears for the First Time, represents the Buddha Shakyamuni's pursuit of light and truth from darkness - all dharmas are born from the mind and manifested by the heart, representing the light of the heart.

This is similar to the first cause appearing at the original time in Fang Xun's three methods of birth and death.

After discussing with Mahaye for a while, Fang Xun also gained a lot and felt that it was very simple for him to master this move.

The old man and the young man chatted and communicated on the top of the flattened Mount Everest, and time passed by unknowingly.

Three hours later, it was already the second watch in the night.

Inside the room, Fang Xun opened his eyes with a look of satisfaction.

“The Tathagata Palm is truly profound and extensive.”

After he sighed, he looked inward again and found that the injuries in his body had healed almost completely without him noticing.

Feeling the ten celestial crystals spewing cosmic energy all the time to heal his wounds and strengthen his spirit, he immediately felt happier.

Fang Xun closed his eyes again and muttered to himself.

"Absorb the essence of King Yan."

In an instant, a warm current appeared out of nowhere, and the last trace of illness in the body was quickly eliminated, making the injuries healed.

Fang Xun soon entered a state of no thoughts, absorbing essence and making progress bit by bit.

It was not until the sun rose the next day that he slowly stopped practicing.

He opened his eyes again and saw a flash of divine light.

"My injuries have healed and I have made some progress. It is time to leave." (End of this chapter)