Zhao Letong used the soul-searching technique and soon found what she wanted. Master Huang Ming trembled in fear, wondering what kind of existence the sect leader had provoked.
Soul searching only exists in legends. Generally, people who have been searched will become fools if they don't die. But he was able to keep his soul. It was not because Zhao Letong was kind, but because her skills were too high. She could retain the consciousness and only search the soul.
"You actually want to kill my entire Zhao family? What kind of hatred or grudge is this? You want to destroy an entire family."
Zhao Letong thought she had changed the ending of the book. The Zhao family was moving in a good direction and their lives would get better and better. However, she didn't expect that there was such a big conspiracy being planned.
"Little aunt, can you forgive me?"
"What do you think?"
Zhao Letong gave him a decisive blow and destroyed his soul, causing it to completely dissipate without any reincarnation. It was still a good deal for him.
He has done so many evil things that he should be sent to the eighteen levels of hell and locked up there for hundreds of years to die.
The remaining resentful souls are confused, and their enemies are dead. Where can they go?
Zhao Letong sighed and said compassionately, "You are also innocent. However, if I send you to reincarnation now, you will definitely not make it to the underworld. First, you will be kept in my bell."
Zhao Letong's soul-calling bell is very useful. It can nourish souls or destroy souls, depending on her willingness.
Fang Xinyue's mother is still in the bell, nourishing her soul so that she can have an easier time crossing the Yellow Springs Road. After all, she wasted ten years without reincarnation and almost became a fierce ghost. The underworld will not let her go.
For Fang Xinyue's sake, Zhao Letong raised her for a few more days so that Fang Jingru could be born into a good family in the next life and live a happy life.
Song Lian came back again, and unexpectedly there was an old woman outside the door. "Who is this old woman? Did you keep her as a doorkeeper?"
Yi Yang was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to bite Song Lian to death. You are ugly, your whole family is ugly. She is only in her thirties and has always taken good care of herself. Who wouldn’t praise her for being young and beautiful?
"Come in, you're not pretty, what are you looking at?"
"Alright, Little Sister, everything is ready. Oh my god, why are there so many resentful souls?"
"I've killed the leader, and I need to resolve the resentment of the rest before I can send them to reincarnation. Do you want to practice with two of them?"
"Thank you, little nun, but I don't want it."
Song Lian laughed dryly. It was a monk's job to liberate the souls of the dead. He did very little, wasted his energy and got little reward. He didn't want to do such a thankless task.
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