"The last time I saw you was almost 20 years ago." Li He didn't seem to have much strength. After standing for a while, he slowly sat down against the pillar.

Song Shengshi's aunt left at some point, leaving only Song Shengshi and He Shen to live together in this world.

Although he is a god, if you look at him for a long time, he actually looks like an ordinary ancient scholar, except for his really nice voice.

"At that time, Ye Lianshi... your great-aunt, inherited a part of my divine power, so I also lived in her body. She was a talented child and could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with your soul."

"Your soul was too powerful, and it was split into three parts. Your body at that time was simply unable to withstand such a powerful and dangerous soul."

It is understandable that the soul is strong. After all, one has been reborn, and the soul of the previous life resides in the body of this life, which can indeed explain why the soul is strong.

But split into three parts?? How did it happen?

"Why three? Were they...possessed?" Song Shengshi carefully considered his words and asked his confusion.

"Possession? How did you come up with this idea? No, the three parts have the same origin except for their different auras. I didn't find any foreign parts in your body."

Li He recalled the scene at that time. Song Shengshi was still in Song Ma's belly. In that small body, three colored souls were tangled together like boiling water.

The most powerful part at that time was the red part, which was full of violence and self-destructive tendencies, struggling and wailing like a demon returning from hell.

The other two parts are a calm and rational blue soul, which gives Li He the same feeling as when he was still alive, when his classmates in the academy had excellent academic performance and would gently answer the questions raised by the teacher.

There was also a white soul with a very strange breath. It was difficult for Li He to describe the feeling. If she had to describe it, it was like the smile of a mother as she tenderly looked at her baby in her cradle, or like the compassionate glance of a Bodhisattva in heaven as she passed by the suffering world.

That small white soul, which has both divinity and humanity, gently attaches itself to the red soul, as if to soothe that part of the soul.

There was no way that Song Shengshi would be born smoothly. As long as the red soul lost control, it would only take a second for the fetus in Song Ma's belly to turn into a bloody mess.

At that time, Song Shengshi's aunt Ye Lianshi saw this, so she reminded Song Ma.

The abnormality of the soul also let her know that the child in Song Ma's belly was at least not the original child.

Therefore, she didn't want to save Song Shengshi at that time.

It was Li He who asked her to save him.

"I sense the aura of the 'Supreme' in you."

"The top leader?" Song Shengshi asked in confusion.

"He is the one who created all things in the world. You don't understand these aspects, so I won't talk about them in detail. Apart from the first few primitive gods in the world, the later gods like mountain gods and river gods were all given divinity by the divine book. The divine book is what he left behind, and it retains a part of his aura."

"I don't know what the connection is between your existence and that person, but I always feel that there is a reason, so I have temporarily sealed your soul and used my divine power to promote the rapid growth of your body to a point where you can bear it."

"When your body can fully bear your complete soul, the seal will be automatically lifted."

A light bulb went off in Song Shengshi's mind, and some things suddenly made sense. In fact, he had already traveled through time when he was in his mother's womb, but his body couldn't bear it at the time. The Lotus God helped seal his soul and promoted the growth of his body, so he was safe and sound despite being born prematurely.

Later, when he was two years old, his body could withstand the strength of the soul, the seal was lifted, and his consciousness was restored.

No wonder his parents told him that before he was two years old, he was like a piece of wood. Except for howling twice when he was born, he never cried again.

My trouser pockets were full of money but I didn’t even call out for help.

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