Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 322 The Great Buddha's Hand! White-Eyebrowed Man Arrives at the Door!
Uchiha U, staring at the berserk Jigen, knew the situation was urgent. A resolute glint flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and shouted with all his might, "I may not be able to kill you, but you think you can keep me alive?! Not so easy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his chakra surged wildly, and he used the Flying Thunder God Technique in the crowd one after another!
At the same time, a transparent shell instantly unfolded around him, which was the incredibly defensive Divine Protection Barrier!

The divine barrier emitted a soft light, enveloping Uchiha U and the others he was preparing to relocate.

Seeing this, Jigen's eyes were filled with anger. He stomped his foot, and the ground cracked instantly. He charged towards Uchiha U like a cannonball! In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Divine Barrier and kicked the transparent shell without any mercy!

With a loud bang, the powerful impact sent Cixian flying several meters, arcing through the air before crashing to the ground!
"What!?" Jigen was very surprised that Uchiha U's technique could withstand his kick. In his opinion, this was a bit too exaggerated!
On Uchiha U's side, despite enduring the recoil from Jigen's terrifying kick, with blood seeping from the corners of his eyes, he did not stop his actions at all.

With unwavering willpower, he raced against time to successfully transfer all the living people, including Killer Bee and Orochimaru, from the Five Kage.

At this moment, only Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, the two former Hokage in their Edo Tensei forms, remained on the battlefield.

Jigen's gaze was icy as he casually grabbed a black stick and threw it forcefully at Senju Tobirama!

The black rod pierced through Tobirama Senju's head in an instant!

However, our second-generation leader showed no fear whatsoever. He gripped the black stick with both hands, forcefully pulled it out of his head, and then tossed it aside!
His head with the hole in it looked particularly terrifying, but he didn't hesitate at all. He immediately activated the Flying Thunder God Technique and disappeared from the spot with Hashirama Senju in an instant!
Cixian stared in the direction the group had left, trembling with rage!

They escaped again!

"Fine, fine, fine!" Cixian gritted his teeth fiercely. "You can run away from the monk but not the temple. I'll go and take Konoha right now." As he said this, his expression suddenly changed, his pupils contracted, and he clutched his chest and squatted down abruptly!

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and then he canceled the wedge state!
"Have we reached our limit?"

Then, Jigen tore through space and vanished from the spot, leaving behind only corpses and building ruins scattered throughout Kumogakure.
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The Wutai Mountain in the morning mist was like a fairyland. Fang Yu followed Master Zunsheng through three vermilion mountain gates. He looked up at the ancient temple hidden among the pine forest at the end of the blue stone steps and felt refreshed. His mood was like that of "Hyperthyroidism Brother" Shi Bide, who had just come to the motherland to broadcast live. He had also become Shi Nengyu.

"The Buddha's hand gesture is not about the form, but about the state of mind." The gold thread on the robe of the Venerable Master Zunsheng shimmered in the morning sun as he suddenly pressed his palm into the air with his fingers together.

Fang Yu felt a chanting in his ears, and a century-old pine tree three zhang away trembled in response. A golden palm print half a foot deep appeared on the trunk, and pine needles fell like rain!

"This is the Great Luo Buddha Hand!"

Fang Yu swallowed hard, his heart filled with longing.

The Great Buddha Hand is a technique from the cultivation side. While its cinematic presentation is far inferior to the Thousand Hands Kill and True Thousand Hands, its strength lies in its long-range attack capability, delivering a kilometer-level bombardment with a single gesture. Moreover, whether it can be combined with the Thousand Hands Kill and the Top Buddha Transformation technique at a mastered level remains to be seen.
That's why Fang Yu took it so seriously.

His training clothes, damp with morning dew, clung to his back as Fang Yu maintained the horse stance for forty-eight hours.

The kneecap feels like it's being ground back and forth by hot tongs; this is a test of the body, but even more so, a test of the mind.

Master Zunsheng once said that the Great Buddha Hand should begin with "immovable as a mountain", but at this moment his mind is not calm at all.

Whenever he felt quiet, he would involuntarily think of the breeding team, Mengyao, Daqiang, and the experiences of Fang Yu in various worlds.
Although he didn't know why the scene had suddenly changed, he was absolutely certain that this was the beginning of his inner demons. Once he reached the fourth level and faced his inner demons, given his current state of mind, he would definitely die; there was no other option.
"Sink your Qi to your Dantian!" The bamboo staff struck Fang Yu's waist, startling him so much that he almost fell over.

Master Zunsheng appeared behind Fang Yu without anyone noticing, his eyes flashing like lightning. He pointed out Fang Yu's problem, "The pine breeze can still stand firm over the hill, but your legs are more tender than newly sprouted bamboo shoots."

"Master, you appeared suddenly like a ghost, of course I went weak."

"Hmph, still being stubborn. It seems you won't be able to settle down for at least forty-nine hours!"

Several days passed quickly, and Fang Yu hadn't eaten or drunk anything, becoming nothing more than a mascot for the Wutai Sect.

The fellow practitioners who passed by were initially skeptical that this "heretical practitioner" would reform.

A few days later, seeing Fang Yu still squatting in a horse stance without a single complaint, they abandoned their initial prejudice and began to look at him with new respect. Some time later, as the sun began to set, Fang Yu slumped onto the bluestone slab.

Even with his excellent physical condition, he had reached his limit at this point.

Amidst the cicadas' chirping, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out. Fang Yu turned his head and saw Master Zunsheng standing ten steps away by the lotus pond, his right hand with its five fingers slightly spread towards the water.

The water surface rippled, and a semi-transparent Buddha's hand materialized out of thin air, lifting three duckweed leaves five feet high.

"Did you see clearly?" The old monk withdrew his palm and continued, "Tomorrow at dawn, in the bamboo forest behind the mountain."

The bamboo forest surged like waves in the night wind, and Fang Yu stood in front of the blue stone formation, holding a torch.

Ninety-nine stone pillars are arranged according to the constellations, and the moonlight gives the copper bells at the top of each pillar a silver edge.

This is the training ground for the Wutai School's movement techniques, and at this moment it resembles a lurking beast in the night.

The first chime pierced the night. Fang Yu leaped onto the displaced stone pillar. The moment his toes touched the cold stone surface, the copper bell in the southeast corner suddenly rang.

He hastily spun around to dodge, but his sleeve was still torn by the bamboo arrow that shot towards him.

The second bell rang out immediately, followed by three arrows attacking from different directions.

This is the result of his deliberate avoidance of using Observation Haki; if he wants to cultivate, he cannot take shortcuts.

Sweat dripped from his chin onto the stone pillar, and Fang Yu's breathing became erratic.

He recalled the scene when Master Zunsheng demonstrated. The old monk moved between the stone pillars as if walking on flat ground, while he himself was like a drunkard, and every time he dodged, the copper bells rang loudly.

"So, after removing Observation Haki and Sharingan, my physique is really this pathetic?"

Fang Yu rubbed his numb knees and looked up to see Master Zunsheng slowly walking over. "Come over here."

Fang Yu was led into a pavilion, where Master Zunsheng was brewing tea and gestured for Fang Yu to sit down.

Pine needles churned in the earthenware pot. At that moment, the old monk, who was closing his eyes and fiddling with his prayer beads, suddenly spoke: "What did you hear?"

"The sound of pine trees rustling in the wind, and the crackling of charcoal popping open."

"anything else?"

Fang Yu held his breath and suddenly caught an extremely subtle sound: the ripples caused by the bursting of bubbles on the surface of the tea soup, the rustling sound of pine needles brushing against the teapot wall as they sank to the bottom, and even the beating of his own pulse in his eardrums!

Before he could speak, Master Zunsheng tapped his bamboo cane on the stone table, saying, "The tea is boiling."

The scalding tea was poured into the celadon cup, and the rising steam blurred the old monk's face. "The Great Buddha Hand is not a technique for defeating enemies, but a method for observing the mind."

Fang Yu seemed to have realized something, and put his hands together in prayer: "I understand, Master."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Master Zunsheng looked towards the horizon!
At the same time, Fang Yu changed his demeanor from that of the little novice monk and revealed the Fang Yu form that made him want to live in all the worlds!
"From the horizon!" Bai Mei's voice boomed like thunder above the Wutai Sect!
"Zunsheng! You've really lost your mind! You actually taught me the ultimate technique of my Emei enemy?!"

Master Zunsheng knew he was in the wrong, but when caught red-handed, he was powerless to defend himself. He clasped his hands together, and the sound of Buddhist chanting filled the entire mountain: "The Buddha said..."

"Can't say."

(End of this chapter)