Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 459 Using Buddhism to Suppress Buddhism
A towering Buddha phantom, hundreds of feet tall, accompanied by a sky full of Buddhist light, descended without warning before Mount Shaoshi, as if a true Buddha had descended to earth. Just by appearing, the terrifying aura and the majestic Buddha phantom, as imposing as a mountain, caused everyone to stop fighting once again.

"This...is this?"

"No, it's impossible."

"A seven-tiered pagoda? Is this the seven-tiered pagoda of the Marrow Cleansing Classic?"

"Wasn't the technique lost when the Shaolin Temple ancestors moved here from the Northern Song Dynasty?"

Master Liaojie's pupils contracted, and he cried out in disbelief.

The other senior Shaolin monks, all of whom were of the Liao generation, looked up at the towering Buddha phantom, which was hundreds of feet tall and resembled a mountain. Their hearts trembled and their expressions changed drastically. The senior monks of the thirty-six chambers also showed expressions of horror.

The four great Shaolin skills are Yi Jin Jing, Xi Sui Jing, Jin Zhong Zhao, and Hun Yuan Tong Zi Gong.

All of these are supreme martial arts created by Bodhidharma, the founder of Shaolin, when he traveled east to spread Buddhism.

Even the Shaolin Temple in the Northern Song Dynasty had not heard of anyone mastering the Marrow Cleansing Classic for over a hundred years, but now suddenly someone has appeared who has mastered the Marrow Cleansing Classic to the level of a seven-story pagoda.

and……

Judging from the other party's flowing black hair and murderous aura, he must be a Buddhist disciple.

How did someone who was neither a Buddhist monk nor from Shaolin Temple master the supreme martial arts of Shaolin Temple?
"Master Liaojie truly lives up to his reputation as the most senior and insightful monk of the Shaolin Temple in the Ming Dynasty. His discerning eyes are indeed sharp." The guard's lips curled up wildly, revealing a smug smile: "He actually saw at a glance that my Marrow Cleansing Scripture has reached the seventh level of the Floating Pagoda realm!"

These secret guards, who had synchronized their cultivation and martial arts with the Great Brahma Dao, were not making their first move, but so far only Master Liaojie could discern their martial arts and realm in a single sentence.

"Why have my Shaolin's secret techniques fallen into your hands?"

"You villain, tell me quickly, where did you get this Marrow Cleansing Classic?"

Several Shaolin monks lost their composure and glared angrily at the secret guards who had attacked them, demanding answers in a stern voice.

"Question me?"

"You think you're worthy?"

The secret guard sneered disdainfully, clapped his hands, and Buddhist light burst forth all around. Buddhist chants and hymns filled the void, and the majestic Buddha phantom, as tall as a mountain, raised its palm and slammed it down directly at Shaolin Temple amidst the golden light.

"A seven-story pagoda leads to heaven and man."

"The Tathagata's Palm, All Buddhas Pay Homage!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Master Liaojie clasped his hands together and closed his eyes in despair.

Although he had thoroughly understood Buddhism and entered the realm of terrestrial immortals.

Master Liaojie knew perfectly well that he had absolutely no chance of defeating General Shangjiang, who had mastered the Marrow Cleansing Classic to the seventh level and even the Tathagata Palm, a martial art that had been lost in Shaolin, to the level of a terrestrial immortal who had made ten thousand Buddhas pay homage to the Buddha.

The reason he was able to hold off his opponent just now wasn't because he was particularly skilled.

The other party simply felt confident of victory and didn't care about him.

Master Liaojie felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and suddenly sighed, "Amitabha, calamity, calamity!"

"Boom!"

Ten thousand Buddhas pay homage, shaking mountains and rivers; a palm strike falls as if the sky were collapsing.

As the palm struck, the entire Shaolin Temple was enveloped by the overwhelming divine power of the Tathagata's palm, displaying unparalleled might and showcasing the supreme power of Buddhism.

only……

This supreme skill, highly revered by Buddhist disciples, became a butcher's knife that sent them to their ultimate bliss.

Several senior monks of the Liao generation watched with bloodshot eyes, but they were unwilling to surrender and await their deaths.

Liaoxing forcefully forced the white tiger back, his surging true energy shattering his robes, revealing his bare, lean upper body. He clasped his hands together abruptly, and a golden light burst forth from his body. The monks, witnessing this, couldn't help but exclaim, "Master Liaoxing (Uncle-Master), no!"

Liao Xing did not answer, but looked up at the Tathagata's palm that was about to fall. With each step he took, the golden light on his body intensified. After seven steps, he was like a golden Arhat.

"bring it on!"

"If you wish to destroy my Shaolin, first kill my Lexing!"

"The Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill!" Yue Buqun, Baihu, and the others couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, their eyes wide with astonishment: "Between life and death, the Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill has actually reached such a level?"

Although he did not break through to the next level, the Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill, when applied to Xing, unleashed a terrifying pressure no less than that of the Horizontal Phenomenon, and perhaps even greater.

The other monks of the Liao generation, the Kong generation, and the old monks of the Thirty-Sixth Chamber also took action.

Guihai Yidao retreated and landed beside the group, observing everything that was happening:
"Once, twice, three times, then exhaustion."

"His attempt to use the Arhats to strike the bell in order to give Shaolin a glimmer of hope is nothing but a pipe dream."

Although the Horizontal Celestial Phenomenon is powerful enough to fight against terrestrial immortals, it is not invincible.

If it were an ordinary terrestrial immortal, the Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill, which requires risking one's life for survival, would indeed have some deterrent power. However, he was now facing a terrestrial immortal who had cultivated the Marrow Cleansing Scripture to the seventh level of the Floating Pagoda.

He is a peak existence of the Land Immortal Realm, whose ability to create extraordinary phenomena with a single movement of the Tathagata Palm, and who can condense a hundred-foot-tall Buddha phantom, possessing three-tenths of the strength of a Land Celestial.

They risked their lives, like ants fighting a dragon, or mayflies trying to shake a giant tree.

The same applies to other Shaolin monks.

The guard who was restraining Master Liaojie suddenly laughed, his face full of strangeness. Even though he was wearing a mask, you could still hear the strangeness in his voice: "The Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Skill is comparable to the Heavenly Phenomenon of the Horizontal Training?"

Master Liaojie remained silent, but the compassion in his hand grew stronger. He struck the guard in front of him with a palm strike as powerful as a wall, aiming to force the enemy back.

Unfortunately, the guards in front of him neither dodged nor avoided him. With a flash of golden light, the Compassionate One collided with the golden body, producing a metallic sound.

Seeing that the opponent stubbornly withstood his move of Compassion, as if rooted to the ground and unmoving.

Master Liaojie couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Golden light, golden body, no, this is... the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill? Could you be the invincible child from twenty years ago, Gu Santong?"

boom! !

The Buddha's palm descended from the sky, like rolling thunder.

Everything on Shaoshi Mountain seemed to melt away like ice and snow. The 108 Shaolin monks who had been working together flawlessly just moments before suddenly coughed up blood, and cracks appeared on the bronze-colored bodies of the 18 Shaolin Temple bronze statues.

Several masters from the "Le" and "Kong" generations also coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

"This old monk will fight you to the death."

Liao Xing raised his hands to the sky, vomiting blood continuously. His body was forced to kneel, covered in blood, yet he still refused to give up, gritting his teeth and contorting his face as he tried to overturn the Tathagata Palm that had descended from the sky.

Their performance was remarkable, but the stalemate lasted only a few breaths.

Having reached its limit, the pressure directly shattered his bones, and his body, unable to bear the weight, was slammed into the ground by the palm strike of "Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Ancestor."

"idiot."

Upon seeing this, the secret guard who made the move snorted coldly. If it weren't for giving the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the Eastern Depot, and the Dragon Guard Manor a chance to show off, a mere Celestial Elephant Monk would have thought he could block his Marrow Cleansing Scripture plus Tathagata Palm.
Seeing this, Yue Buqun, Guihai Yidao, Baihu, and the others knew that the time had come and gave the order without hesitation.

"Destroy the temple!"

“Any Shaolin disciple who resists will be killed without mercy.”

(End of this chapter)