The Great Sage sneered: “His palm is no more than a foot across, yet I, Old Sun, can make a single somersault of ten thousand eight thousand li—so how could I possibly jump out?” He sprang up, and the cloud-light vanished without a trace… The Buddha only gently turned his palm: his five fingers became the Five Elements Mountain, effortlessly pinning that monkey beneath it. No matter how he shifted and dodged, in the end he could not escape the Tathagata’s five fingers.

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