Sign In Buddha’s Palm

Chapter 32 Demon Buddha

Originally, Su Qin had no plans to go to the forbidden area of the back mountain. After all, he sensed that there was a faint aura of a great master in the forbidden area of the back mountain of the Shaolin Temple.

But since Su Qin gathered his spiritual sense, his grasp of himself has skyrocketed again, which is not something that ordinary first-grade grandmasters can find.

"Go and see."

Su Qin pondered for a moment and made up his mind.

Outside the forbidden area of the back mountain, a large number of monks patrolled at every moment, and the number far exceeded that of the Demon Suppression Pagoda.

At this level of defense, even if a first-grade Grandmaster wants to sneak into the back mountain quietly, he may not be able to do it.

But for Su Qin, it was just a matter of taking a few more steps.

Spiritual thoughts shrouded the whole body for dozens of feet, and the physical aura was extremely restrained. In an instant, Su Qin crossed the patrolling monk and came to the forbidden area in the back mountain.

After entering the back mountain, the field of vision became much more empty. Su Qin sensed it carefully and walked towards the depths.

"This feeling?"

Su Qin suddenly stopped and rubbed his eyebrows.

For some reason, the more he went deeper into the forbidden area of the back mountain, the golden-body Buddha symbolizing the inheritance of the Tathagata's palm in the ancestral aperture in the middle of his eyebrows began to slowly diffuse the light of the Buddha.

"There is something related to the Tathagata's palm in the forbidden area."

Su Qin guessed in his heart.

Tathagata's Palm is the most powerful magic in Shaolin Temple, and it is known as the personal handed down of Buddha, but it was lost for no reason 900 years ago.

Nine hundred years ago, in addition to the loss of the Tathagata's Palm, there was a major event that almost destroyed the Shaolin Temple.

Devil's Tribulation.

At that time, Su Qin vaguely realized that the loss of the Tathagata's palm was related to the Demon Buddha.

"The Tathagata's Palm is a divine skill at the level of 'Arhat'. Only by attaining the status of 'Arhat' can one be qualified to comprehend the Tathagata's Palm."

"And nine hundred years ago, the only remaining 'Arhat' in Shaolin Temple died in a hurry after suppressing the Demon Buddha, which resulted in the failure to pass down the Tathagata Palm in time."

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated, trying to restore the truth nine hundred years ago.

"And the 'Arhat' in Shaolin Temple at that time only suppressed the Demon Buddha, not killed it, indicating that the 'Arhat' could not kill the Demon Buddha, and could only use this method to eliminate the calamity of the Demon Buddha."

While thinking about it, Su Qin walked towards the depths of the back mountain.

After a moment.

Five pale golden hills appeared in Su Qin's field of vision.

"This is?"

Su Qin's pupils shrank, and a strange color flashed on his face.

If you look at it from a distance, these five pale golden hills are more like five fingers magnified countless times.

Five fingers up to the sky, suppress it!

"Buddha's Palm."

"This is the palm of the Tathagata!!!"

Su Qin looked up.

These five pale golden hills, although the breath is not obvious, actually began to echo with the golden Buddha in the ancestral aperture of Su Qin's eyebrows.

"Nine hundred years ago, the 'Arhat' in Shaolin Temple was a demon Buddha suppressed by the Tathagata's palm!"

Su Qin was very sure.

If it was other people, even the contemporary abbots of Shaolin Temple, I am afraid they would not think of these five hills and the Tathagata Palm together.

But Su Qin has the inheritance of Tathagata's palm.

Although it can't be used, it is clear about the breath of the Tathagata's palm.

soon.

In front of the five hills, Su Qin found five thin figures sitting cross-legged.

These five figures are all wearing monk robes, their eyes are closed, and their breathing almost stops. If there is not a trace of breath, Su Qin may feel that these five monks have already died.

"Are five holy monks?"

Su Qin frowned.

These five figures sitting in front of five hills are indeed first-rank holy monks, but their aura is very strange.

Neither life nor death.

"It should be a secret method to let oneself fall into a state of suspended animation and prolong his lifespan. Only after a certain time will he wake up."

Su Qin guessed in his heart.

Regarding the secret methods of suspended animation, Su Qin has also signed dozens of them.

But without exception, once this kind of secret method is used, the flesh body will be completely rigid, losing the possibility of further progress, and in suspended animation, there will be no thoughts and no thoughts, as if falling into eternal darkness.

This state, for anyone, is a kind of tragic torture. The first-rank grandmasters would rather die in battle than let themselves suffer such pain.

And the five holy monks in front of the five hills, the reason for this is probably to prevent the devil from breaking away from the seal and forcibly sit in the town with the body of the holy monk.

Of course, the bodies of the five holy monks were far from being able to suppress the Demon Buddha, but together with the seal left by the Tathagata's palm, it was enough.

"Hey"

Su Qin sighed softly and sighed slightly.

"Magic Buddha."

Su Qin turned his eyes slightly and looked at the five pale golden hills.

Under Su Qin's induction, although the five pale golden hills exuded an aura that suppressed everything, he could still feel a very deep magical energy.

"Nine hundred years without dying?"

Su Qin frowned.

According to the records of Shaolin Temple classics, even if it is the existence of the 'Arhat' fruit status, or the martial arts myth, it is only five hundred years of life.

Since the Demon Buddha has been suppressed, it means that he has not transcended the level of ‘Arhat’. It stands to reason that, after nine hundred years, the Demon Buddha must not even be left with ashes, so how could there be any breath left?

Just when Su Qin was thinking.

hum! !

The five pale golden hills trembled slightly.

A monk wearing a golden robe appeared, looked down at Su Qin, and said, "Buddhist disciples, you can enter Foshan, get my inheritance, and expand Buddhism."

The sound is grand and deafening.

If it is an ordinary martial artist, even a first-rank grandmaster, under this grand voice, will be shocked on the spot, thinking that there is some kind of shocking inheritance in the depths of Foshan.

A strange color flashed in Su Qin's eyes, and he walked straight into Foshan.

After a moment.

Su Qin came to a Buddhist cave.

There are countless Buddha statues in all directions, and a strong majesty shrouds down.

"Since you are a Buddhist disciple, you still don't bow down!"

The monk in the golden robe reappeared.

However.

Su Qin didn't care, and still stood there, looking directly at the golden-robed monk.

"Buddhism pays attention to equality, why do you have to kneel?"

Su Qin said casually.

"That's right." The monk in golden robe seemed to think of something, nodded slightly, and gave Su Qin an approving look: "Under the age of 30, if you step into the first rank, your talent is enough to rank among the top five in Shaolin Temple for thousands of years."

"Oh?"

Su Qin looked at the golden monk with great interest: "Who are you?"

"My name is 'Tuo', 'Tuo' Arhat."

The golden-robed monk looked solemn and said calmly.

The 'Tuo A' Arhat is the 'Arhat' who suppressed the Demon Buddha in Shaolin Temple nine hundred years ago.

Since then, no disciples of Shaolin Temple have attained the status of 'Arhat'.

"Package?"

A smile appeared on Su Qin's face, as if he had heard a joke.

The golden-robed monk frowned and was about to speak.

However.

next moment.

Su Qin's smile gradually faded, he looked at him coldly, and said the words that greatly changed the look of the golden robe monk: