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## The Fifth Chapter
115. His shoulders, once very thick and rough from the friction of the armlet, became extremely soft at that time. ||24|| 'His belly was slightly sunken in, and the three folds had disappeared, so it seemed like a dry, still pond without waves.' ||24|| 'He shone even more brightly, like a gold stone heated in fire, having attained supreme purity through the fire of penance.' ||24|| He bore the unbearable bodily pain with ease, and never succumbed to any adversity. Therefore, the Pariṣahas were defeated in battle against him, they could not deviate him from his path of duty. ||24|| Although only skin and bones remained in his body, he conquered many Pariṣahas by the power of his samadhi. Therefore, he was truly a 'Mahābala' (mighty) lion at that time. ||24|| He established the supreme Lord in his head, and the Arhant Lord in his heart. He wore the helmet, armor, and weapon of the Ācārya, Upādhyāya, and Sādhu, as a symbol of their meditation. ||24|| Through yoga, his eyes saw only the Supreme Soul, his ears heard only the supreme mantra (the Ṇamokāra mantra), and his tongue recited it. ||24|| He placed the Arhant Lord, free from impurities, in the chamber of his mind, like a lamp dispelling darkness with the light of meditation. ||24|| For twenty-two days, he continued the practice of Sallekhana. When the time of his death arrived, he focused his mind on the five supreme beings. He joined his hands and placed them on his forehead, silently chanting the mantra of salutation, and contemplating the separation of the soul from the body, like a sword from its sheath. ||24||