Chapter 402 Being Buddha Is Not the End Goal (1/2)
Shen Lian's hand was still burning. The coffin has slowly opened, revealing nothing but a never-ending accretion of resentment, releasing a ceaseless amount of thick miasma.
It was as if many years ago, this coffin laid an extraordinary person.
After that person disappeared, the coffin was stained with his remaining resentment. Left due to his enclosure in the coffin. It was enough to destroy all souls of all mortal beings in the mortal realm.
The green light looked like a bean. Suddenly it violently ignited, taking Shen Lian's Qi of vitality as fuel, making its flame burn stronger and brighter. The resentful aura that appeared rushed outward and into burst into blazing flames.
The fire roared for a brief moment, given only an enclosed space, it also gave off a feeling of limitless.
Under the impact of the flames, Shen Lian's Primordial Spirit became fragile and fragmented, his memory blurred. The memories of this body's past owner became clearer and clearer, so was his memories as a traveller.
The clean, unsullied sea of the heart, swept at once by the two memories, became a murky sea of uncertainty.
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In the deepest part of his memory, Shen Lian saw a man whose back was facing him that looked incredibly familiar, yet foreign, at the same time. This man has never appeared before, yet this seemed to have etched deep in his soul, giving him an indescribable sense of closeness.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
Layers upon layers of images appeared, entangling with each other. Even dreams he had dreamt before appeared in his memory. What was real or fake was indiscernible. Maybe everything was real. Maybe everything was fake. There was no way of comprehending.
The images resembled a monk's ragged robes, pieced together randomly and without order, which led to his confusion.
Or perhaps it was an ignorant child who wandered out to the street, surrounded by an enormous crowd, and the opulent clothes he wore, complemented by his handsome face, revealed an aloof temperament that does not belong to this mortal realm.
A lady cradling a basket appeared in front of him. She was young and beautiful, dressed in white with long flowing hair, with a gaze that looked like she was about to shed tears. He looked up at her and felt a sense of familiarity. She resembled a lady called Qi Siu, but he could not remember who this Qi Siu is.
He did not lose his memory, rather he felt that his thoughts were obscured.
He could not help but question her identity, at the same time questioning his.
The thoughts were instantly dismissed as he smelled hints of floral scent, his wits returned to him. Apparently she had kept a five-stemmed lotus flower in the basket she was carrying.
Lotus flowers were not rare in general, but a five-stemmed lotus flower is incredibly uncommon. One may not find one even after searching through thousands of them.
Knowing how precious the flower is, Shen Lian stopped the beautiful young lady, and said softly: ”I will buy your flower.”
The lady stopped in her tracks. A gentle voice that elevated her attractiveness even more left her mouth, able to tug on the heartstrings and causing one's heart and soul to swoon.
”My flower is not for sale.”
Shen Lian did not stop but continued: ”What would it take for you to give me that flower?”
The lady's beautiful eyes revealed a strange hint of colour. Eyes scrutinizing him for a long time, and softly, she said ”Promise that you will never forget me, and I will give you this flower.”
In his heart, Shen Lian thought it a simple task, and so he said ”I will.”
”Don't you regret this”, the lady put down her flower basket and looked deeply in his eyes, as he caught whiffs of her unique scent again, as she disappeared into the crowd, as if she had never appeared at all.