The Great Hand Seal

Upon hearing this, the fierce-looking monk opposite, Jingtu, raised his head and grinned Jingtu: "Old man, are you perhaps referring to that fake monk, Wei Fotuo, who couldn't complete the three trials of upholding precepts, accumulating merit, and purifying karma halfway through, and who, not only did he run away, also stole a statue of a wrathful deity from the Huayan Monastery Wei Fotuo?"

"If you're talking about that guy, then I can tell you, this fake monk covets my Hungry Ghost Path inheritance. He's been hunting me down ever since I entered this Demon-Subduing City. I fought this fake monk nine times, losing five and winning four. At first, that old bastard could suppress me with the power of the Bright King, but unfortunately, while I may not be good at much else, I'm a first-rate expert at devouring ghosts and demons."

"The Buddha devoured hundreds of the unconverted vengeful spirits of the Prison-Subduing Wisdom King, and also hundreds of Devil Creature in the city. Finally, in the fifth battle, the Buddha turned the tables, transforming into a vengeful spirit and devouring the Prison-Subduing Wisdom King. From then on, this fake monk has never been able to defeat the Buddha. Now, he turns tail and runs whenever he sees the Buddha, and who knows where he's hiding in some dark alley, shedding tears."

Hearing the other party's words, Rogue Person Yunxiu was also taken aback, but he quickly came to his senses.

"Are the Buddhist friends a lineage of the Netherworld Temple?"

"What Netherworld Temple? I used to be a lowly monk, a nobody in the Buddhist order. I've never even heard of any grand temples."

Jingtu grinned fiercely, seemingly disdainful of the Netherworld Temple, but quickly turned his gaze to Hu Mang, letting out a soft exclamation as his large, copper-bell-shaped eyes scanned Hu Mang up and down.

"Young man, I do smell a familiar scent on you. Have you seen that long-haired boy? That's my younger brother. I came to this Demon-Subduing City to make money, and I'm also trying to find a way to purify his karma and bring him blessings. Have you seen him before?"

Rogue Person Yunxiu was taken aback at first, then quickly winked at Hu Mang.

Hu Mang stroked his chin, grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and said, "If you're talking about a guy who knows the Nine-Character Great Hand Seal, then I have indeed seen him."

"Hmm, and then?"

Jingtu slowly lowered his upper body, as if a mountain of flesh was about to crash down.

"That fellow wasn't very lucky. First, he was framed by me and another guy, and then surrounded by several Devil Creature. Then, he fell victim to the Thunder God's judgment of good and evil, and was wrongly accused of being a villain. As a result, three Devil-Subduing Thundercloud struck simultaneously, and he was turned into a zombie. As the saying goes, the will of Heaven is unpredictable, and the human heart is even more treacherous. This fellow was first framed, and then the Thunder God here, who seems to have lost his sight, struck him several times. His death was more unjust than could be."

Now, not only did Rogue Person Yunxiu look like he'd seen a ghost, but even Zhou Tong, who was standing to the side, looked at Hu Mang with a shocked expression.

This Mr. Hu had always worked with his older brother, which means that besides him, his older brother was also involved in framing him!

This overly honest statement even startled the fierce-looking monk opposite him. With a sweep of his large hand, a charred corpse appeared beside the prayer mat.

"You're quite an honest person, so you're essentially indirectly responsible for killing the Buddha's brother. Do you admit it or not?"

"How is it indirect? Without that Devil-Subduing Thundercloud, your younger brother would most likely be beaten to death by me anyway. If you want to kill, don't blame the heavens; if you blame the heavens, then don't kill. Monk, do you think that makes sense?"

Hu Mang's smile grew even brighter.

"Good, good, good. In all my years of traveling around, this is the first time I've seen a murderer act more self-righteously than the victim."

Jingtu slowly stood up, his blood-soaked robe hanging on his flesh. Then, the Demon Prison-Subduing Wisdom King roared, and the blue stone slabs crumbled inch by inch. The chanting of Sanskrit filled the air, and wherever it passed, the Devil Creature collapsed and turned into fragments of Demonic Qi. The remaining Devil Creature fled in all directions.

"So, even if I, Buddha, kill you to avenge my brother, it's a death you deserve. I, Buddha, have the final say on heavenly principles, Buddhist principles, and human principles, haven't I?"

Hu Mang laughed heartily, his dim, yellowish Demon Eye growing even brighter. With a flick of his arm from his collar, he pulled down the Thunder-Warding Robe, which resembled a shroud, revealing his upper body, which, while not as terrifying as his opponent's, was still quite muscular.

"I'm a reasonable person. In my situation, if you kill me, it's definitely karma, retribution is inevitable, and I'll die a very quick and painless death."

"Most people, whether gods, demons, emperors, or generals, can't live a truly fulfilling life, but at the moment of death, they can have a fleeting moment of revelry. Heavenly principles, Buddhist principles, and human principles are all on your side. If you can't kill me, that's your problem."

"Interesting!"

The next moment, the giant monk, which was more than ten feet tall, suddenly disappeared, and then, a terrifying Qi and Blood, almost comparable to that of the Lightning Puppet, rushed towards us.

The next moment, a fist the size of a winnowing basket appeared in front of Hu Mang.

The Hu Mang instantly crossed its arms.

"Thump!!!"

The ground sank one foot when the two people were three zhang apart.

The Hu Mang plowed the ground with its feet, forced back more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters), its arms creaking. It spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, grinned, and its Demon Eye burned even brighter. "That was satisfying! That's more like it!"

Jingtu's figure reappeared before Hu Mang finished speaking. This time, it was not a fist, but a palm strike like a collapsing mountain. His five fingers were spread wide, truly like the giant hand of a Vajra in a temple capturing demons, descending with a piercing sound.

Get out of the way!

Rogue Person Yunxiu screamed, and the seal in his sleeve transformed into a size of several feet, aiming straight for Jingtu's skull; Zhou Tong also bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the peach wood sword in his hand, the sword ignited with fire, and with a flick of his finger, the flying sword stabbed towards the opponent's waist.

"Don't get in my way!!"

Without turning his head, Hu Mang first smashed away the flying sword with his lightning spear, then threw it backhand, transforming it into a thick pillar of lightning that smashed open the opponent's Mountain-Suppressing Seal.

As for Jingtu, he grabbed the charging Prison-Subduing Wisdom King and swung him around, creating a huge crater.

"Don't get in my way while I'm seeking revenge!"

The next moment, the terrifying monk also ripped off the human skin robe around his waist, revealing an even more bloody upper body.

The giant palm, as large as Jingtu, with its five fingers spread wide, slammed down with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air. The edge of the palm even turned faintly dark red due to the rapid friction with the air.

Instead of retreating, the Hu Mang advanced, a shockwave erupting from its feet. Twisting its waist and lowering its shoulders, it used its elbow as a spear to strike diagonally at the lower edge of the giant hand.

A visible shockwave erupted.

Both of them took three steps back simultaneously.

On the body of the Pure Body and Immaculate Body Hu Mang, the image of azure jade and crystal once again appeared.

As for Jingtu on the other side, he resembled a volcano about to erupt, emitting terrifying heat and thick smoke.

"You actually passed three levels too, that's interesting!"

A hint of excitement flashed in Jingtu's fanatical eyes.

The next moment, the two simultaneously activated the Bing Character Instruction, and identical metallic lights shone from their bodies.

What followed was nothing more than a mindless exchange of fire!

Jingtu stepped forward first, and with one step, the bluestone slabs beneath his feet shattered and flew apart like layers of shortbread; his right fist twisted out from his waist, the surface of his fist gleaming with a cold, hard luster like cast bronze, the air compressed into visible funnel-shaped ripples, and went straight for the chest and abdomen of the Hu Mang.

Hu Mang neither dodged nor yielded, letting out a low growl as he met the attack with a punch of his own.

His fist, gleaming with the luster of jade, clashed fiercely with the opponent's bronze fist.

"Thump--!!!"

The explosive clang of metal clashing pierced eardrums. Centered on the two fists, a violent shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, scraping away three inches of ground within a three-zhang radius.

The ground beneath their feet cracked and sank simultaneously.

There are no tricks, no retreats.

Jingtu followed closely with his left fist, sweeping across like a battering sledgehammer.

Hu Mang twisted his body and slammed his elbow down, the tip striking his opponent's wrist with another precise, thunderous sound.

The muscles in their arms swelled and bulged instantly, the veins stood out like lizards, and it felt as if something alive was writhing wildly under their skin.

"Thump thump thump thump--!!"

Fists, palms, elbows, knees, shoulders—all transformed into a blurry afterimage, colliding wildly. Each impact produced a piercing, metallic creak and a muffled thunderous roar. The two figures rapidly intersected, separated, and clashed again within a radius of ten feet. Wherever they passed, the ground collapsed, and rubble and dust were swept several feet into the air by the shockwaves, forming a chaotic dust storm.

Zhou Tong could no longer withstand the aftershocks of the battle, and traces of blood oozed from his ears and nose.

Seeing this, Rogue Person Yun pointed his finger, and the Mountain-Suppressing Seal transformed into a phantom mountain, covering the two of them.

The terrifying sound, like a resounding bell, had subsided considerably.

"They're all Buddhists, how come they have such fiery tempers?"

Rogue Person Yunxiu shook his head and sighed.

The Hungry Ghost Path is certainly not considered orthodox Buddhism.

However, if one cultivates not only the Hungry Ghost Path but also the realms of animals and hell, one can be classified as one of the evil monks in the Netherworld Temple.

Netherworld Temple is one of the Five Temples of Buddhism today, with the most orthodox Buddhist lineage imaginable, and its origins can even be traced back to the Netherworld Pure Land among the Ten Great Buddhist Kingdoms.

Finally, the outcome was decided.

Jingtu slammed his fist into Hu Mang's shoulder, leaving a deep bronze fist imprint. Hu Mang's shoulder blade groaned under the strain, and the jade-like luster flashed intensely. Almost simultaneously, Hu Mang kicked Jingtu in the side, his foot like an iron stamp, denting the flesh beneath his robe and causing the hot air and thick smoke to momentarily freeze.

Both of them bled from their mouths and noses at the same time, yet they seemed oblivious. The fanaticism in Jingtu's eyes almost materialized into flames, and the light in the eyes of the Hu Mang demon burned to its extreme. They unanimously abandoned all defense and evasion, pouring all their strength, will, and even boiling Qi and Blood into the next, even more ferocious clash.

However, after a brief stalemate, it was the Hu Mang that was sent flying backwards.

However, the Hu Mang relies solely on its physical body.

He was not clear about the levels of Buddhist practice, but there was no doubt that the other party had reached a higher level of Buddhist cultivation after breaking through the three barriers.

The next moment, he opened his mouth as if swallowing something, and at the same time, he made a "Dou Seal" with one hand and a "swallowing Zhe Seal" with the other. When the two seals came together, a dense array of binary talismans lit up from the surface of his body. The talisman heads were zero and the talisman tails were one. The two corresponded to each other, and a dense array of binary Buddhist patterns emerged from the surface of his body.

Amidst the firelight, Hu Lian changed the seal continuously.

The next moment, terrifying Buddhist fire erupted from his body.

The Nine-Character Great Hand Seal, each syllable individually, is a Buddhist mudra. Only by mastering more than half of them can one form the complete Great Mudra.