The statue was carved upside-down, with its hands supporting the ground, head beneath, and legs pointing to the sky.
Isn't this exactly how I looked when I fell off the cliff?
Could it be that the carpenter didn't recognize me and crafted the statue based on my falling pose?
Thinking of this, Song Lin was at a loss for words.
Statues like these aren't ordinary; once carved, the figure cannot be altered anymore.
Moreover, if the ghosts and gods manifest in the future, this would be the form they appear in.
Now that his soul had gathered, it was time to think about how to enhance his power.
"Ghosts don't have meridians; they can't cultivate traditionally. I'll have to adopt the training methods of the Ghost Temple Wild Gods," Song Lin thought.
In any case, this world lacks a Taoist School, so there's no need to worry about attracting their suppression.
