1363: 923 Amitabha Buddha 1363: 923 Amitabha Buddha On the bustling streets, countless pedestrians ca and went, and Jiang Chen stood among them, walking aimlessly forward with the crowd.
Only, his detached aura made him seem starkly out of place in this dusty world.
As he walked, Jiang Chen suddenly frowned and turned his gaze toward a young man passing by him.
He felt a familiar aura emanating from this young man.
“This young man…”
Turning around, Jiang Chen looked toward the young man and saw that he had sharp brows and bright eyes, and was extrely handso.
He was dressed in a moon-white scholar’s robe, exuding an elegant and gentle temperant.
But that was not the point.
The point was, this young man bore a striking resemblance to Jiang Chen.
“Amitabha, is it you?”
Standing still, Jiang Chen watched the young man’s receding figure, silently pondering.
From this young man, he saw shadows of himself.
If all went as expected, this young man was indeed the reincarnation of Amitabha Buddha.
“The scent of incense, unmistakable, it must be Amitabha.”
Upon closer sensing, Jiang Chen felt a dense aura of incense coming from the young man’s body.
Apart from him and Cang, only Amitabha Buddha would possess such a rich scent of incense.
Moreover, apart from Cang, only Amitabha Buddha would look so similar to him.
After all, Amitabha Buddha and Cang were both beings created by Jiang Chen.
Their forms at birth were inevitably modeled after his image, which gave them a certain resemblance to him.
“Ha ha, this is fate!”
Jiang Chen suddenly burst into laughter.
Previously, when Amitabha Buddha had reincarnated, he had prepared to descend to the earthly realm to face tribulations in order to attain perfection.
Initially, Jiang Chen did not concern himself with it, as everything about Amitabha Buddha’s reincarnation was under his control.
However, unexpectedly, after only a few lifetis, communication with him was severed, and he could no longer be located.
At that ti, Jiang Chen guessed that it must have been the work of a Saint, who shielded all heavenly secrets concerning Amitabha Buddha, leading to the loss of contact.
As for which Saint was responsible, Jiang Chen was not clear and could not even guess.
The pri suspects would definitely include the two Western Saints, but who could guarantee that it wasn’t the Saint of Taiqing acting to bla the Western Saints?
The truth from falsehood in this matter could hardly be clarified unless admitted by the Saint himself.
After losing contact, Jiang Chen had also tried to search for Amitabha Buddha, but how could he then see through the Saint’s thods?
After searching for several years to no avail, he had reluctantly given up.
Unexpectedly, today in the street, he had fortuitously encountered the reincarnated Amitabha Buddha, which was indeed a pleasant surprise.
“Indeed, those who seek the Tao have divine help!”
Jiang Chen understood that it was due to his reconstruction of the Boundless Starry Sky that his fate had begun to surge, gradually approaching the state where whatever he wished for ca to pass.
Even if he did nothing, people or events related to him seed to converge towards him by fate, coming into contact with him.
“Let see what you have experienced over the years!”
In Jiang Chen’s eyes, the images of the sun and the moon erged, transforming into two divine beams that looked towards the departing reincarnated Amitabha Buddha.
Swoosh~~
At that mont, a brilliant golden light first burst forth from the body of Amitabha Buddha’s reincarnated being, followed by strands of purple qi that appeared, rging with the golden light into a purple-gold barrier, blocking Jiang Chen’s gaze.
“Is it the handiwork of the Western Saints, or that of the Eastern Saint, or did both have a hand in what was done to Amitabha Buddha?”
Jiang Chen’s expression was sowhat odd.
The Buddha’s light was a thod of the Western Saints, while the purple qi was the thod of the Saint of Taiqing.
It was unclear who was impersonating whom, or if both had intervened.
“Break!”
Previously, Jiang Chen had no ans against the thods of the Saints, but tis had changed, and his strength was no less than that of a Saint, naturally unafraid of their thods.
With a thought in his heart, a gentle breeze erged, sweeping over the purple-gold light shield surrounding the reincarnated Amitabha Buddha.
Instantly, the barrier shattered, revealing everything Amitabha Buddha had experienced over the centuries right before Jiang Chen’s eyes.
Amitabha Buddha was a naturally born Buddha, different from mortals.
He did not need to undergo various hardships.
He was divine and great from birth, possessing imnse Divine Abilities, reigning supre over living beings.
This was his advantage, but also his flaw.
Buddha, guiding the living beings, leading them across the sea of suffering to reach the other shore, and ascend to pure bliss.
But not having experienced the various difficulties and joys of the worldly realm, how could he guide the living beings and lead them to transcendence?
Thus, Amitabha Buddha needed to reincarnate, forsake all his cultivation, and experience the joys, sorrows, and passions of ordinary people lifeti after lifeti.
Only by seeing through these ten thousand zhangs of red dust could Amitabha Buddha attain perfection, transcend the mundane, and beco a true Buddha, guiding the path for all living beings.
Jiang Chen saw that the first life of Amitabha Buddha was that of an ordinary person.
Though not wealthy, he also managed to get by, living out his life unremarkably.
In his second life, he was an orphan who, before he could grow up, froze to death amidst the snow and wind.
In his third life, he was also an orphan, but this ti he successfully grew up, beca a beggar, and lived a life of constant displacent, seldom having a full al, eventually dying of illness in a dilapidated temple.
In his fourth life, he was a prostitute in a brothel…
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