Compared to the immortal mountain and blessed land from before, the image now was clearly that of the mortal realm. The people walking around were all mortals without Spirit Qi. This seemed to be a family. Although it was not a wealthy family, it looked like a family that did not have to worry about food and clothing.
A young child ran past him, giggling. He looked very unfamiliar, but at first glance, the few of them inexplicably recognized that this person in front of them was the green-robed man who had almost been swept into the plane storm and had his soul sacrificed by the cultivator who had saved the world.
So this was … his reincarnation after his soul was repaired by the power of samsara? The few of them were stunned and became even more confused. They could not understand the purpose of this illusion and could only continue watching. However, what happened next in the illusion caused them to have mixed feelings.
The green-robed man was called Wen Tianyou in this life, and he was the son of a merchant. His biggest wish in life was to earn enough money and marry the most beautiful girl in the city. From the age of ten, every bit of money he earned, he would bury it in a jar like it was a treasure. And he did have the talent to earn money. Before the age of twenty, he already owned an entire street of shops in the city and became the richest man in the city. Everything was perfect, but on the day he was about to marry the girl he loved, everything came to an abrupt end.
Someone had come to the city, and it was an immortal who had descended from the sky. They said that Wen Tianyou was a person with great opportunities and that one day he would achieve enlightenment and ascend. Tianyou did not want to go, nor did he want to cultivate. But his parents said that this was his fate, his friends said that he had good luck, and even the girl he liked said that he was an extraordinary person. Everyone felt that he should walk the path of immortality.
Tianyou had no choice but to go. The number one genius of the immortal sect, Supremacy Wen Ding, wanted to take him as a disciple and promised that he would be his only disciple. All the cultivators were envious of his good luck. But he was not willing at all. He did not know why, but he inexplicably did not like that person. He even wanted to stay away from him when he saw him. He had a feeling that something bad would happen.
He did not expect that this feeling would become reality a few months later.
A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the sky. Only Honorable Wen Ding's array could block that hole. Otherwise, the whole world would be destroyed. However, this array formation required the sacrifice of a soul. Unfortunately, his soul alone was not enough to activate the array formation. He needed to find someone with a similar soul to him to sacrifice to the array formation. Only then could the array formation be activated.
Wen Tianyou was that person!
He suddenly understood why everyone insisted on him cultivating even though he had a trash spirit root.
But he didn't want to die. He was afraid. He wanted to escape. He didn't want his soul to scatter.
But he didn't have the chance. His escape plan had been seen through.
In a single night, the expressions of his fellow disciples who were originally kind and protective of him had all changed. All of them were scolding him for being selfish, for not recognizing the greater good, and for being ungrateful.
The Sect Leader said, "We are cultivators, and we should protect the righteousness of the world. How can you abandon the lives of the world for your own selfishness?"
His fellow disciple said, "I thought that even if you had poor aptitude, the Venerable One would still take a liking to you. I didn't expect that … I was wrong about you."
Cultivators from other sects said, "You are also one of the living beings in this world. How can you bear to see the lives in misery?" "Once you leave, you will destroy this world."
His parents said, "You 'er, the immortal elders are right! How can you be so selfish? " "Since you are already an immortal cultivator, you should be like Venerable Wen Ding and disregard life and death."
The girl he liked said, "How can you be like this? You are no longer the Brother Tianyou that I know!"
…
Everyone told him that he shouldn't escape. Everyone told him that he should sacrifice to the array formation. Everyone told him … that he had to die!
But … he didn't want to!
He named himself Tianyou, but the heavens seemed to no longer protect him!
In the end, he was still pushed onto the altar. He watched as his best friend pushed the spirit sword into his chest. He watched as his blood flowed out bit by bit and gathered to form the array formation. He watched as his soul slowly dissipated, but he couldn't resist at all.
Until the moment before he disappeared, he heard the familiar voice of Venerable Wen Ding, who was also about to dissipate, "I'm sorry!"
His remnant soul, which had originally turned into a fluorescent light, was instantly filled with resentment. But both of them returned to the River of Forgetfulness.
Then came the third life …
Because his remnant soul was reincarnated with resentment, Wen Tianyou unexpectedly had the memories of his previous life. His monstrous hatred made him fall into the demonic path since he was young. He was determined to kill all the cultivators in the world to avenge himself.
He practiced the most dangerous forbidden technique and the most vicious mental cultivation method. He suffered all the hardships in the world and finally cultivated to become a Skyfiend. He gathered tens of thousands of demons and attacked the Immortal Sect. But in the end, he failed at the last moment. He met a person who was born with good fortune and was covered in the golden light of merit. His cultivation was clearly far from his, but he still died under his monstrous luck and his soul was sacrificed once again.
The funny thing was, he only recognized who the other person was at the last moment. He recognized where the merit on him came from. It was actually … the merit of saving the world!
Both of them sacrificed their souls, but he was spurned by the world and scolded by the cultivators. But his name was immortalized, and he received the sincere gratitude of everyone. He had the merit of saving the world!
It turned out that he was not only fighting against the cultivators of the righteous sects, but also against fate and the heavens!
Finally, he completely lost hope. He only hoped that the heavens would let him go once and let him have a peaceful life.
Then … he ushered in his fourth life.
He did not suffer much in this life. He did not have the memories of his previous life, and there was no longer that terrifying black hole in the world. He was just an ordinary scholar. In order to obtain scholarly honors, he deliberately moved and lived in a quiet house in the forest more than ten miles away from the county.
One day, a dozen Mystic cultivators in yellow Daoist robes ran through the small path outside the forest. Behind them, there was a strong Yin Qi, as if something was chasing after them. The group of people hurriedly took out a voice transmission talisman to ask for help.
After a while, a gentle male voice came from the talisman. "The county is in front of you. You cannot let deviant ghosts enter the city and harm the people. Use the restriction talisman to temporarily seal them in the forest behind."
"Yes, Heavenly Master!"
Thus, the deviant ghosts swarmed into the forest and ate the only living person in it to death. Not even his bones were left.
The scholar turned into a ghost. His soul body was about to be divided by thousands of remnant souls. Even he himself did not know why the monstrous resentment was completely unleashed, and it was endless. After being swallowed by the resentment, there was only one thought in his mind.
He wanted an answer. He wanted to seek justice. He wanted to ask why?!
But … even he himself had forgotten why he had to ask, and who he should ask.
So he rushed out of the encirclement of remnant souls, out of this world, and broke through the rules of heaven and earth. Then …
He appeared in front of the manager!
Shen Ying: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
He finally understood why these illusions appeared.
The three of them were silent for a while. Then, they all turned to look at Yun Heng, whose face was pale as if he had suffered a huge blow.
Coincidentally, the scholar was called Song Ren, and the Heavenly Master in the voice transmission talisman was surnamed Yun.
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