After everyone learned the truth, they looked at Master Guanglin with a strong sense of strangeness in their eyes, and they also had a new understanding of his ruthlessness.
"A resentful ghost of ten generations... Could it be that Qi Anren has lived for ten generations?" Gong Zhi Sanniang was fully focused, carefully savoring the ghost way of forming a baby and discovered the cruelty in it.
Huangfu Wensheng nodded. "Indeed, the essence of this method is to select a soul and have it live ten lives. In each life, it must be the most virtuous person in the world, and in each life, it must die with a strong hatred."
"After ten generations, this soul will become a ten-life resentful ghost. Only by refining these ten-life resentful ghosts can it become a baby ghost."
"Heaven! After ten lifetimes of pure kindness, he dies carrying ten lifetimes of resentment. Doesn't that mean this soul must suffer the pain of deception and betrayal for ten lifetimes before it can unleash its overwhelming resentment and become a vengeful ghost?"
Someone exclaimed, and just hearing this description made their body shiver.
This is truly too cruel. It is endless mental torture, several times more cruel than any demonic means.
Ten lifetimes is not ten days, nor ten years.
But ten new lives!
Ten times of loving and kind new lives, after great changes, transformed into a resentful ghost with ten lifetimes of resentment. Just by imagining it, one can seem to feel the terrifying resentment in this soul.
Everyone looked at Qi Anren, the middle-aged man with messy hair and bleeding knees, looking miserable.
Many people's eyes showed deep sympathy.
Many of them had envied Qi Anren before, but now they all sighed. There is indeed no good thing in this world without reason, everything has a purpose.
"Godfather, is what he said true?" Qi Anren asked softly in a hoarse voice.
Master Guanglin's eyes were ruthless: "That's right, my good child, you have been a resentful ghost for nine lifetimes. This life is the tenth."
"Come on, release all your hatred towards your adoptive father and help him achieve the Nascent Soul stage!" Master Guanglin laughed loudly towards the sky, and there was madness in his laughter.
He has not much time left, and the only way to extend his lifespan is to conceive a baby.
Qi Anren seemed exhausted, shaking his body and slowly getting up. Everyone looked at the miserable figure with mixed feelings in their hearts, and no one could empathize with him.
He raised his head, and his bloodstained face was surprisingly calm at this moment.
Master Guanglin looked at Qi Anren's calm, or rather numb, face, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Qi Anren said, "Godfather...please allow me to call you this for the last time."
"You taught me what benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness are."
"You taught me how to be generous and kind to others."
"You taught me the way of cultivation, taught me the principles of life and being a human being, and gave me endless love. These are like a rebirth for me..."
"I did feel a little bit of blame towards you just now, but it was definitely not hatred."
"I'm afraid I don't have the resentment you want."
"No hatred? That's impossible!" Master Guanglin frowned deeply. He was about to say something when he suddenly saw a graceful figure holding a child and walking towards Qi Anren from the corner of his eye.
Those are Qi Anren's wife and son.
Except for them, all the people brought by Master Guanglin died.
Seeing these two people, Master Guanglin's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Child, don't blame your adoptive father for being cruel, this is your fate."
"If your wife and son also died tragically in front of you, I won't believe that you really don't have any hatred in your heart."
Qi Anren looked numb as he stared into the eyes of the tearful beauty. The woman stepped forward and gently took Qi Anren's hand, her eyes full of heartache: "Anren, don't be afraid. In this life, I will always be with you."
"If the end of life is a sea of suffering, from which there is no escape, I am willing to sink with you."
"I believe that even if ten or a hundred lifetimes pass, the bird of love will guide me to find you and stay with you."
“You are not alone.”
The woman stretched out her hands, wanting to touch the pitiful face covered in blood and tears.
Qi Anren also stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the woman.
However, the hand suddenly stopped in mid-air. The woman's beautiful smile instantly became eternal in Qi Anren's eyes. The hot blood splattered, causing his hand to tremble and slowly retract.
"Woooo ...
"Woooo ...
The eleven-year-old boy lost his mother's protection and saw his mother turn into a pool of blood. He was so scared that he burst into tears. He was terrified and scared, and threw himself into his father's arms.
But halfway through, he felt a sharp pain from being squeezed.
The next second, a ball of blood flew into Qi Anren's arms, causing his already wet clothes to sink deeply. His body was shaken by the impact of the blood, but he did not fall down.
"My child, your father is sorry for you." The tears in Qi Anren's eyes had dried up, and his eyes were full of despair and death.
The monks around who saw this scene were all moved, as if they were experiencing all this themselves, and their hearts ached.
Many monks had red eyes, and looked at Master Guanglin with strong resentment in their eyes.
But to Master Guanglin's disappointment, such a look did not appear on Qi Anren's face.
He was a little angry and anxious, and said in a deep voice: "Ren'er, do you really not have any hatred towards your adoptive father?"
"I have nothing left and nothing to lose. Just kill me." Qi Anren spoke in a hoarse voice, with the thought of death in his heart.
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