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... vine soul left behind by his predecessor, or a test of his state of mind during the Infant Transformation stage.

No matter if it was true or false, it wasn’t important anymore. He had already grasped his True Self, removed the false self, and all hatred and sins brought about by his predecessor had nothing to do with him. He would not bear the karmic consequences of his predecessor.

He guessed that if he chose to bear the karma of his predecessor in the past, he might continue to ...

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