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

Chapter 230 Paper Bridge Crossing Dreams
With a temporary surplus of spirit stones, Song Miaozhu's focus returned to cultivation.

There is still a paper-crafting technique that can be tried at this stage.

By crafting a small paper bridge using the paper-making technique, and then using the paper bridge to "enlighten" the spirit, you can obtain a paper bridge for crossing dreams.

Before going to sleep, place the Dream Bridge by your pillow. Once you fall asleep, you can have a clear mind and then step across the bridge into someone else's dream.

But you must return before dawn, or you will be trapped in the crevices of the dream.

Our ancestors would usually use this secret technique to investigate other people's hidden affairs in their dreams, or to steal their Taoist secrets.

In addition, the ancestors left another way to use paper bridges for crossing dreams in "The Secret Art of Paper Crafting".

It is used to have lucid dreams and to comprehend the rules of heaven and earth in the dream.

When having lucid dreams, one's mind is clear and one can control the dream. To a certain extent, one can derive the rules of heaven and earth in the dream, enhance one's understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, make the path of cultivation smoother, and go further.

But now, the rules of cultivation are not hidden in the laws governing the operation of heaven and earth, so there is no need to comprehend the universe; one only needs to hone one's skills.

Instead of honing her skills in a lucid dream, she could practice in reality. After all, she was making paper crafts, which used inexpensive materials and had no shortage of practice materials. Moreover, practicing paper crafting allowed her to absorb spiritual energy and increase her cultivation, which was much better than making paper crafts virtually in a dream.

There's no point in trying to understand someone else's dreams.

It looks interesting, but it has a time limit. If you don't return by dawn, you will be lost in the gaps of the dream.

Even if it were the dream of a top master in a certain skill, it wouldn't be worth the risk for her to explore. She hadn't even mastered the skills of those ghost masters yet!
Once she's learned the skills of this batch of ghost masters, she can easily find the next batch.

There's no need to risk entering someone else's dream to steal their knowledge.

Therefore, the secret technique of crossing dreams with paper bridges is actually not very useful to her. She learned it entirely to improve her spirit-invoking techniques and paper-crafting skills, and also because she was a little curious about the effects of the spirit-based paper bridge crossing dreams.

The ten directions of blue spiritual energy completed the spiritual energy nourishment process.

The Spirit Mirror indicates that before dawn, the Spirit Paper Bridge Dream Crossing device will reappear as a small paper bridge, guiding the user back into their dream, thus reducing the danger of getting lost in the dream.

Knowing there was no danger, Song Miaozhu curiously tried crossing the Dream Paper Bridge.

To be honest, she hadn't slept in a long time.

Since discovering that she could use spiritual energy to replenish her energy and physical strength, she has rarely eaten, and she hasn't slept at all.

The cave where they settled didn't even have a bed, only a recliner for placing their bodies when going to the underworld for lessons.

Other practitioners do the same, but they don't go so far as to use spiritual energy as food or sleep every day.

Song Miaozhu placed the Dream-Crossing Paper Bridge on the backrest of the recliner, which could be considered as placing it next to the pillow.

She deliberately didn't use her spiritual energy to replenish her strength all day, allowing herself to feel a long-lost sense of fatigue. Lying on the recliner with her eyes closed, she soon felt sleepy.

After she fell asleep, the paper bridge glowed faintly.

In the hazy white dream, a bridge appeared before Song Miaozhu, and on the other side of the bridge were dream bubbles.

She stood on the bridge, fully conscious, watching the dream bubbles: "Which one should I choose?" Figures flashed across the bubbles, most of them unfamiliar.

Song Miaozhu looked for a long time before she saw a familiar face – it was Old Master Zhao's dream.

Everything in the dream moved according to her thoughts. With a thought, Song Miaozhu extended the paper bridge into Old Master Zhao's dream.

She transformed into a butterfly, flew across the paper bridge, and entered Old Master Zhao's dream.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it seems to be in the backyard of a wood carving shop.

Grandpa Zhao was making wood carvings there. Only his surroundings were clear; everything else was blurry.

If Song Miaozhu hadn't visited the wood carving shop several times, she probably wouldn't have recognized where this place was.

A man ran out from one of the blurry houses around him: "Dad! How did I do?"

Grandpa Zhao glanced at it and said angrily, "Not good at all! I've told you before, wood carving should start with whittling wood. Don't aim too high! If you don't master the basics, you'll be doomed no matter what you do!"

“Dad! Please teach little Kenny! He needs to build a foundation right now.” Another woman appeared next to Grandpa Zhao. She was holding a tablet computer with a video call on. On the other end of the video call was a mixed-race little boy, but the child was looking around with a wandering gaze.

"He speaks fluent English. Even if I teach him, will he understand?" Old Master Zhao said with a headache.

“You tell me, and I’ll translate for him!” the woman said. “He’s your grandson. Children learn quickly. Didn’t you always complain that my brother and I couldn’t sit still or endure hardship when we were young, and that we weren’t willing to follow in your footsteps? Kenny can definitely endure hardship.”

“Dad, wood carving is really too difficult to learn, the progress is too slow, and it hurts our hands. Can you think of a way to let us immigrate back and join the Spirit Investigation Bureau to learn other skills?” the man said.

"With your inconsistent approach, you'll never learn any skill properly!" said Grandpa Zhao.

“Are you still my father? How dare you say such a thing!” the man said.

“Dad! We won’t learn any other skills. You’re the head of the Lingcheng Investigation Bureau now, and you helped us immigrate back. I’ll make little Kenny your apprentice and let him learn from you. If he’s afraid of hardship or fatigue, I’ll beat him up!” the woman said.

……

Song Miaozhu watched as Old Master Zhao fought with someone who appeared to be his son or daughter. The dream seemed to be fading, so she quickly crossed the paper bridge back into her dream and woke up.
"Old Master Zhao's son and daughter want to come back?"

She remembered that Grandpa Zhao's children had all gone abroad for many years, gotten married and had children there, and hadn't come back for many years.

People in Yuanshan Ancient Town used to say that Grandpa Zhao had raised two unfilial sons, making him practically an old man living alone.

After daybreak, Song Miaozhu gossiped with Zhao Mumu for a while.

[Zhao Mumu: You've heard about it too? They contacted my master last year wanting to come back. Ordinary people abroad can't find any way to learn handicrafts and cultivate themselves. In our country, everyone is now practicing cultivation. Both families wanted to immigrate back. But now the country has strict controls on the entry of foreigners, let alone immigrating back. It was only through my master's connections that they were granted a one-week family visit visa. After they came back, they kept asking my master to help them get back.]

The master was still soft-hearted. He knew they all had ulterior motives, but he still wanted them to return to their roots.

I just want to help my relatives and friends immigrate back to China, which requires a lot of contribution points. My master used all his contribution points to buy Spirit Gathering Babies, so he hasn't saved any up at all. I'm having a real headache lately!

Song Miaozhu: “…”

Every family has its own set of problems!