Qiu Yan felt the fluctuation immediately and sensed a state of mind from it.

"Hmm? This fluctuation seems to be attracted by the characters surrounding the talisman soul. There are many mysteries in it, but I can't investigate it at this stage."

As soon as his thoughts turned, Qiu Yan discovered the connection between himself and the fluctuation.

The core talisman is the mysterious and complex character at the center of the divine body. It contains the essence of the gods, is the foundation of the gods, and is the source of divine power and supernatural powers.

Since Qiu Yan decided to join the City God, he would not worry about other things, and did not expect the other party to be unfavorable to him. Therefore, he relaxed his mind, became more sensitive, and noticed the changes in his body.

The characters surrounding the core talisman were trembling slightly, and obviously resonated with the incense and wishes of the people and the mysterious fluctuations that swarmed over.

The incense and the people's wishes were drawn into the talisman, causing countless fragmented words to appear in Qiu Yan's perception, as if thousands of people were whispering in his ears. If ordinary people suddenly heard such a complicated sound, their minds would be disturbed and they would immediately faint.

At this time, the core talisman turned around and isolated the noise, and absorbed the chaotic people's wishes into it, transforming them into strands of divine power, and then radiated them, falling on several divine power stars around. The stars immediately shone brightly, and there were dots of light around.

However, Qiu Yan no longer had the mind to care about the changes in divine power. His whole mind was focused on the mysterious fluctuations that were drawn over.

These fluctuations penetrated into the body and merged into the characters one by one, and the characters became more and more transparent...

Finally, the characters changed one by one, expanded one by one, and collapsed, turning into dots of light.

In an instant, the light and the divine power gushing out of the core talisman combined together, compressed and condensed, and turned into brand new divine power stars!

Ten!

Twenty!

Forty!

One hundred!

One hundred divine stars, formed in an instant!

Instantly, the divine body with white light swelled up, which was a manifestation of the sudden increase of divine power and uncontrollable, but the next moment, the expansion turned into contraction, and the light emitted by the stars was connected with the core talisman, revealing the image.

It was a scene of figures busy at the stove and the bonfire.

The mud became a platform, the dead branches burned the fire, and the fire produced smoke.

Then, Qiu Yan's divine body became blurred, and when it became clear again, it had changed. He was no longer wearing a scholar's blue shirt, but a gray robe, with smoke gathering and dispersing at the corners; there was fire on his head, like a turban, like a small crown to tie his hair.

He held a seal in his hand. On the back of the seal, there was originally a low hill, but now there was a stove with a few flames inside, jumping unsteadily.

Qiu Yan closed his eyes, and his perception expanded rapidly, directly beyond the scope of the City God Temple, all over the city, and he could vaguely feel the location of every stove in the city.

There were one or two faint wisps of willpower wrapped around the stove.

Indistinctly, there was still a layer of barrier, making it difficult for Qiu Yan to fully sense the stove and the willpower.

"This is the true feeling of the gods, the incense is wrapped around them, and the power is manifested. However, I have not returned to my position in the God of the City God, so I am not completely in harmony with the law domain, and there is still a barrier."

I didn't feel it when it was intense just now, but now that I have calmed down, I feel a little bit of willpower entering my body, and a faint sense of comfort rises from the bottom of my heart.

With a change of mind, Qiu Yan is no longer immersed in perception. He opened his eyes and looked forward.

The surroundings have long changed. It is no longer the original lobby, but the room he saw a few days ago. A table is placed in the middle of the room, and the incense burner on the table is still emitting smoke.

Yuanning City God is sitting at the table.

"Unconsciously, I was moved here. This method is really extraordinary. I wonder when I can reach this level." Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan did not say much. He could feel that there was an invisible thread connecting him and the City God. A weak willpower came along, and a feeling of sharing weal and woe rose from the bottom of his heart.

"This time, I was able to form a hundred divine stars in one breath, which has a lot to do with the willpower transmitted by the City God. Otherwise, it would be difficult to gather so much willpower in one breath just by relying on the evolution of the law when I was appointed. In this way, joining a high-level god's god is not such a simple thing. The other party has to pay willpower, and I and the other party..."

"The fate is connected!"

Qiu Yan realized that this feeling of sharing weal and woe was not just an illusion, but that the two gods were connected in fate.

"My clone and I are not connected by fate. At most, we are connected by cause and effect. Strictly speaking, we are really two separate individuals."

At this time, the voice of the City God came from under the mask: "It seems that you have taken over the position." As she spoke, she raised her hand, and the armor on her wrists collided, making a crisp sound. When her palms were spread out, two gray shadows floated up.

Qiu Yan looked at them intently and immediately recognized that they were two residual souls, confused and unable to distinguish between east and west.

The so-called residual souls are the three souls that are scattered after death and are no longer complete.

"They are the residual souls of two monsters." With just one glance, he could tell the appearance of the two residual souls and knew that they were not human.

"These two monsters ate people in the city before, and their bodies died and their souls were damaged. Only the remnant souls remained. They have a causal connection with the mortals around you, so I will give them to you temporarily. You must return within seven days." The City God said, and with a flick of his finger, the two remnant souls floated to Qiu Yan's side, "I know you still have unfinished earthly ties, so I allow you not to return for a while, but not more than seven days. Within seven days, you must end your earthly ties."

Qiu Yan's heart moved, and he flicked his sleeves to collect the two remnant souls, and then looked at the City God. What the other party had done in the past half day, plus the gift the day before, had exceeded the kindness of a boss to his subordinates.

The City God saw Qiu Yan's doubts and said bluntly: "Once you enter the God's Department, you are no longer an outsider. I don't like to beat around the bush and I won't hide it from you. In a few years, you will need to help with something, but don't worry, there will be no danger. Of course, I will not treat you unfairly during this period."

Qiu Yan listened and figured out the doubts in his heart. He changed his mind and said without hesitation: "You should repay with sincerity."

"That's good." Yuanning City God nodded and said a few more words to Qiu Yan.

After a few breaths, Qiu Yan's face changed slightly.

The City God naturally noticed it and asked aloud: "But what's the matter."

………………

At the same time, in the Chen family courtyard, the door of Qiu Yan's room had been pushed open, and Liu Yue, with a sad face, walked in.

Qiu Yan's scholar clone put down the brush in his hand, looked up, and met Liu Yue's slightly sad eyes.

"Brother Yan, stop writing and come with me to the Pan Mansion. You and Rong Niang have known each other for a long time, and your aunt has always treated you well. This time, you have to go because of the sudden disaster." Liu Yue said with a sigh.

Hearing this, a thin figure appeared in Qiu Yan's mind, and he frowned and asked: "Pan Mansion? Cousin, from your tone, could it be that Rong Niang is in trouble?"

"Alas," Liu Yue sighed and shook his head, "This is fate, Rong Niang is probably not going to make it.