After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 165: Dark Life Yuanbao
The word "motorcycle" rolled through Song Miaozhu's mind, deafening.

She now truly admires Master Zhang Yunxi.

After the revival of spiritual energy, there are many elderly people whose physical fitness has returned to youth, but Song Miaozhu has only seen one elderly person who has become as young in mentality as her.

She pushed aside the tea she had prepared and opened the milk tea and cake brought by Master Zhang.

To be honest, she did think that milk tea and cake were more to her taste.

Drinking milk tea and eating cake, even though the person opposite took off his sunglasses, wrinkles brought by time could still be seen on his face. Song Miaozhu ignored the age gap and relaxed his attitude.

However, she did not forget the main thing: "Master Zhang, the gold ingots you mentioned..."

Zhang Yunxi seemed to have just remembered something, and pulled the backpack behind his butt to the front of him, took out a wooden box from it and put it on the table.

After the box was opened, there was a small gold paper ingot inside.

"That's it! I've been nurturing it with spiritual energy for a long time but didn't notice any difference. It wasn't until last week that I discovered there seemed to be a hint of aura inside that was different from spiritual energy and Yin energy.

"It feels a bit like the ghost money I've seen in the hands of ghosts before, but I wasn't sure, so I asked someone to introduce it to you," said Zhang Yunxi.

They both knew the reason.

Now Song Miaozhu is recognized within the community of practitioners as the only one who can still contact the ghosts of the underworld.

Song Miaozhu's eyes fell on the gold ingot, and she saw it at a glance:

"Yes, there is indeed a ghost life in here. It is roughly equivalent to... 100 ghost coins!"

This is a third-grade ingot that can store ghost life worth 100,000 ghost coins. The ghost life contained in it only occupies one thousandth of the storage space, so it looks so tiny.

"Great!" Zhang Yunxi was overjoyed. "This way, I can use my spiritual energy to nourish creatures and save up a ton of money for the underworld. After I die, I can continue to live a carefree life in the underworld!"

Song Miaozhu was also a little envious. If the gold ingots she raised could be like this, wouldn't she be able to raise gold ingots and ghost money to exchange for spirit stones, absorb the spiritual power of the spirit stones and raise gold ingots and ghost money again, becoming a perpetual motion machine?

"How long did it take you to cultivate these powers of dark longevity?" Song Miaozhu asked curiously.

"It took me three months to cultivate the power of dark life, and it took me about a week to cultivate the power of dark life to its current level!" Zhang Yunxi did not hide it.

The richest living person in the underworld right now is probably the person in front of you. Everyone knows that the paper-made items she makes are sold in the ancestors' shops in the underworld, and she earns a lot of ghost money!
Song Miaozhu calculated that, not to mention the initial cost of raising gold ingots, it would only take a week to raise 100 ghost money. She instantly stopped being envious.

The efficiency is too low. She can make a profit by selling one first-grade gold ingot for these 100 ghost money. And she doesn't even need to fold a first-grade gold ingot herself. All of her one hundred little paper servants can do it.

Although it is not valuable to her, it is still very valuable to other living people.

In the past, there were only two ways to obtain the life span of the dead. One was to receive it from the Fengdu government office, and the other was to transform it through the power of thoughts from relatives in the world of the living.

None of them can be obtained while a person is still alive.

However, the gold ingots that Zhang Yun likes to raise can transform spiritual power into ghostly life, but the conversion rate is a bit low.

After Zhang Yunxi's joy faded, he became concerned. "Master Song, does this second-grade evil really mean two years of punishment in the first or second levels of hell?"

Ever since her spiritual energy revived, her life had become vibrant and beautiful again. Her future was bright, but because she had gotten involved in something she shouldn't have, she suddenly had to bear this debt. She couldn't even think about the two-year sentence.

Song Miaozhu nodded and said, "Evil deeds must be punished in hell, but you don't have to worry. Ghosts are much more resilient than living people. They can basically get through second-grade evil deeds by gritting their teeth. However, carrying evil deeds on their shoulders may affect their job search in Fengdu City.

But you are a master of paper-making, and this craft is also popular in the underworld. Don't worry about not making ghost money. It may be more cost-effective than using your spiritual power to support the ghost life in the gold ingots."

She was also reminding her.

The spiritual energy is thin nowadays, and the number of practitioners is increasing. There are too many monks and too little meat. It is really not cost-effective to use the absorbed spiritual energy to maintain the life span in the gold ingots.

Gold ingots are just the simplest paper-made items. It is better to raise other more practical paper-made items than this one.

"Then I'm relieved. The Spirit Adjustment Bureau also asked me to try raising other paper figures, so I decided to give it a try later."

Zhang Yunxi's worries were relieved by the enlightenment of Song Miaozhu, an insider. His mood became brighter and his interest was even higher.
"I see the spiritual light between your eyebrows is not much different from mine, so our cultivation should be similar! We are fortunate to meet today, so why don't we exchange some paper-making skills?"

"Great!" This is the paper-cutting master from Xiangcheng. She is far inferior to him in paper-cutting skills, so she has the upper hand in communication.

Although Song Miaozhu agreed verbally, she felt a little strange in her heart.

Because in her third eye, the red spiritual light between Master Zhang Yunxi's eyebrows was far inferior to the spiritual light between her eyebrows when she looked at herself in the mirror, so his cultivation should be much worse than hers.

Although this was the first time she met Master Zhang Yunxi today, Song Miaozhu didn't think she was lying.

Then there is only one possibility. In the eyes of Master Zhang Yunxi, the light between her eyebrows may really be similar to hers.

How did that happen?

Song Miaozhu felt puzzled and had some guesses.

Could it be that it’s because my cultivation is so much weaker than hers that I can’t see the level of spiritual light between her eyebrows?
But it’s not a good idea to ask this question out loud.

Her cultivation is also a secret.

With her paper-making skills, her cultivation speed should not be as fast as that of other masters in the industry who have superb skills and have the help of the Spirit Adjustment Bureau. Even if she knew about the revival of spiritual energy in advance and started practicing early, it has been more than half a year now, and she should have been caught up or even surpassed by other masters in the industry.

If her cultivation level was far superior to others, anyone would be able to tell something was wrong.

Now it seems that perhaps the spiritual light between her eyebrows may not reveal her specific cultivation level.

The brightness and size of the spiritual light between the eyebrows is the most intuitive sign for practitioners to judge the level of cultivation of others. If it cannot be seen from here, it will be easier for her to hide.

After Song Miaozhu understood all this, he stopped pursuing the matter and started to seriously discuss his paper-making experience with Master Zhang Yunxi.

Some paper-making materials had already been prepared in the paper shop, and it was just the right time to take them out and use them.

The areas where Song Miaozhu is superior to Master Zhang Yunxi are all written in "The Secret Art of Paper-folding" and cannot be revealed. The real paper-folding skills that can be revealed are only average compared to those of real old craftsmen. So it is said to be an exchange, but in fact it is Master Zhang Yunxi who is guiding her.

(End of this chapter)