Three groups of black fog, gathering and dispersing, rolling endlessly.

"These three groups of black fog represent the three major causes and effects of this body. If I want to occupy this body and truly become Qiu Yan, I must bear the cause and effect. No matter good or bad, it will be my own luck from now on."

"Qiu Yan"'s true spirit returned to the clay sculpture. He lived here for decades. Although he didn't know the situation outside the mountain, he was extremely bored and could only study himself. As a result, he discovered a lot of information. This cause and effect is one of them, and he has a little understanding of it.

"Enmity, ambition, and kinship."

Through the cause and effect connection, "Qiu Yan" quickly understood the content of each of the three groups of black fog, and couldn't help shaking his head: "This kid can be said to be ambitious. Although he is trapped in the village, he has a lot of ambition."

Whispering in his mouth, his mind was turning rapidly.

The three hairs had a mysterious origin. They came with him from his previous life. He had studied and deduced them for decades and understood some of their effects. He knew that each hair could create an avatar, but it had to be based on another person's body and could not be created out of nothing.

After a while, "Qiu Yan" laughed.

"How can you be afraid of the consequences of occupying another person's body? You want to take advantage, but you don't want to bear the consequences. This doesn't make sense in any world. I waited for decades for this person. If he hadn't fallen into death and his soul had left his body, I would not have been able to contact him at all, let alone let him voluntarily sacrifice himself. Such an opportunity might not have come even if I waited another fifty years. What's more, I promised him that I would avenge him..."

Thinking in his heart, he turned his head and looked to the side.

The bird-headed man whose head was crushed by the clay statue was gone, leaving only a pile of clothes. In the clothes, a headless bird was lying.

"I accept this cause and effect!"

As soon as the voice fell, three groups of black mist rushed towards "Qiu Yan", and in an instant they filled his whole body and penetrated into his body through his pores.

Outside the temple, the thunder dissipated, and Qiu Yan suddenly felt a little heavier.

"This matter is considered to be settled, next..."

He looked down at the headless bird on the ground. The bird was black all over, and it was clearly a crow.

"Hmm? These three hairs are definitely not simple. They are not simply building a clone. The newly occupied body is mortal, and the soul can't be seen to change. I still have to use my original body."

Here, Qiu Yan's thoughts fell, and over there, the clay statue turned slightly, and two white lights suddenly shot out from the eyes covered by dust.

This statue is also Qiu Yan, actually the original body, releasing the white light of divine power with the clay eyes, covering the corpse of the headless bird.

The next moment, in his field of vision, a dim and transparent crow phantom emerged.

The phantom was entangled by white filaments, and no matter how hard it struggled, it was difficult to break free.

Seeing this, Qiu Yan was also slightly surprised: "The soul of the monster is really extraordinary. It is not confused and can control the soul body!"

Noticing the white light projected, the crow soul stopped struggling, turned its head, opened and closed its beak, and uttered clear words: "You wild god, you don't know how powerful you are. You destroyed my body and made a big mistake. Now you are trying to trap my soul. That's a mistake on top of a mistake. If you know what's good for you, let me go quickly, so that you can suffer less in the future."

Qiu Yan listened, without commenting. The flesh and blood clone stared at the headless bird corpse for a long time, and then said: "It's amazing. How did you become a human-shaped man when your original body was so thin?"

"What's so strange about this? The way of life cultivation is to refine flesh and blood. As long as you step into the soul refining mirror, it is easy to condense the spirit and spirit, expand the flesh and blood, and change the body shape... huh?"

The crow soul responded subconsciously, but stopped talking halfway, and then changed the subject: "You don't know the secret of life cultivation?"

"Life cultivation? Training blood and flesh?" Qiu Yan paused after hearing this, "Simply training blood and flesh, why is the soul controlled after the body is destroyed?"

"Hahaha!"

Qiu Yan's words actually made the crow soul laugh: "You don't know life cultivation, nor do you know sex cultivation, you don't understand the changes of the seven souls, you don't know how to open your orifices and condense your soul, and you are born as a local god. In this case, you must be..."

"Heaven, life, god, spirit!"

The crow soul trembled slightly after each word.

"Gods and spirits, holding seals and controlling laws, must be pardoned. You don't know anything, so you are not robbing others of their seals and gods, or being pardoned by the court or heaven. You can only be born with the will of heaven and earth or the people, and you are a natural god!"

The crow soul trembled more and more violently.

"If the king knows about this, it will be a great achievement! Then..."

"It's a pity that you don't have the chance to inform!"

A heavy voice came from the clay statue, and white light flashed. Strands of divine power surged out of the statue's eyes, and in an instant, the crow's soul was completely wrapped up, and then shrank inward!

"Ah! You dare to do it? In this Yuanning Prefecture, my king has the final say, and nothing can escape his control! You..."

Snap!

With a light sound, the white light and the crow's soul disappeared like bubbles.

………………

Snap!

The wolf-headed man and his group had left the village and were heading towards another village. Suddenly, his face changed, he stopped, and took out a finger-sized jade token from his arms.

The jade token was covered with cracks.

"The crow's soul was destroyed! Wasn't he chasing the old scholar's son? Why did he die?"

The wolf-headed man had a gloomy look on his face, and he waved his hand to call two people over: "Pass the order, let the wolf army and the little demons go to Minyuan Mountain immediately and search the entire mountain! Anything related to the crow, whether it is meat, bones, traces, or smell, must not be spared. Those who dare to touch us must not be tolerated, and must be killed to scare the monkeys."

As he said, he handed the broken jade token in his hand to the two people.

"There is the scent of a crow in this jade token. Although his soul is dead, his body should still be there. Share the scent with all the monsters. If you find it, report it to me immediately!"

One of them took the token and asked, "General, should we report this to the king?"

General Wolf shook his head, "The crow is just a small monster. There is no need to alarm the king. Besides, he is under my command. If he suddenly encounters a disaster, I will not deal with it and push it to the king? It doesn't make sense. Okay, go!"

"Yes!"

The two took the order, changed their bodies, turned into a horse and a bird, and left quickly.

"Okay, the rest of you, follow me to the village in front." Seeing the two leave, General Wolf continued to lead the team forward.

………………

In the mountain temple, Qiu Yan was looking at the headless bird corpse in front of him, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Should I extract it? I have already used up a lot of my divine power in the past few times. I suppressed the monster, used my hair to create an incarnation, sent the scholar into reincarnation, treated my body injuries, and killed the monster spirit. The divine power accumulated over the past few decades has only condensed ten stars, and now there are only five left."

He was thinking, and the clay statue suddenly shook slightly, causing Qiu Yan to change color.

"So fast? I can't hesitate. This body is too weak. Although it is slightly stronger than my previous life, it is still not enough to survive in the wilderness. Divine power can be used to heal injuries, but it is not enough to strengthen muscles, bones, blood and flesh."

When he thought of this, the statue shook, and white light shone from his eyes again, wrapping up the headless bird corpse and peeling off the cocoon.

Wow!

The feathers scattered, and soon a little red light flew out of it.

It was a drop of blood half the size of a fingernail, and there were two shadows flickering in the drop of blood.

“Blood essence!”