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

Chapter 43 Rejuvenation

"I was planning to dye it, but it's too late!" said the old man embarrassedly.

"Miaozhu, could this also be the effect of spiritual energy? If this goes on, my master will become younger!" Zhao Mumu said.

"What spiritual energy? What rejuvenation?" The old man touched his hair and said, "Isn't this a trick cast by that ghost?"

The old man has a very rich imagination!

Song Miaozhu suppressed a smile and said:

"It's the resurgence of spiritual energy. When you were carving wood, spiritual energy gathered around you, and some was absorbed by you. This is why your body has changed. Seeing ghosts and your hair turning black are probably due to this.

I can also attract spiritual energy when making paper-cuts. My third eye is quite open, so I can see these things.

If you continue to absorb spiritual energy, you should be able to open your third eye and see the existence of spiritual energy and ghosts in due time."

The old man didn't know what expression he had after hearing this: "What is spiritual energy revival?"

"I know this! Master, let me recommend a book to you. You will understand after reading it." Zhao Mumu took out his mobile phone and found an online novel.

"'My spiritual energy revived after my grandma called me home'? Is this a serious book?" The old man took a quick glance and couldn't bear to read it anymore.

"Of course it's a serious book! Don't just look at the name. This book talks about the great changes in heaven and earth, the reappearance of spiritual energy, and how talented people can cultivate and become immortals!" said Zhao Mumu.

"Cultivate to become an immortal? By carving wood?" The old man shook his head. "Even if I've seen a ghost, I wouldn't believe this nonsense! Monkey King had to go through 81 trials and tribulations to become a Buddha!"

"Grandpa Zhao, you and my grandfather are good brothers, so you should have heard that my family is special in some aspects, right?" Song Miaozhu asked.

It doesn't make sense that even Aunt Chen knows this, but Grandpa Zhao doesn't know it.

The old man nodded. "When I was a child, I heard your grandfather say that girls from your family would not marry outside the family, and when the time comes, they will have psychic abilities. But I always thought he read too many Journey to the West comic books. Could it be..."

“Grandpa is right, I got the news of the revival of spiritual energy from the underworld.

Many ghosts are in a hurry to reincarnate because of this.

Grandma Li might have done this for this reason. Logically speaking, she didn't stay in the underworld for very long.

Right now, no one knows how to cultivate. If we somehow manage to absorb spiritual energy, we should absorb more. That way, when spiritual energy increases in the future and has a greater impact on the world, we won't be trapped in a passive situation."

"Huai Sui'er, you're right!" The old man said, "Su Fang loves to watch The Fairy Couple when she goes to the theater. She never gets tired of it even after watching it a hundred or eighty times. She just likes the fairies in it and so on. She didn't even wait for me and went to reincarnate on her own. It must be because of this! No, I have to go and see if she really left me alone!"

"Let me go with you!" Song Miaozhu said, "I can see it more clearly."

"I'll drive!" said Zhao Mumu.

She was also very curious.

Zhao Mumu drove and took Song Miaozhu and the old man to the cemetery.

At Li Sufang's tomb, Song Miaozhu took one look and confirmed: "She must have been reincarnated. It seems she just left not long ago, and there's still some residual Yin energy."

It's similar to her family's graves.

The old man's eyes turned red: "Sufang, why don't you wait for me for a few more days! I can almost see you!"

"Master, please take good care of yourself. Maybe you will see your master's wife again in the future!" Zhao Mumu comforted.

The old man nodded: "Huai Sui'er, since you can see these, then your grandfather and others..."

"They've also gone to reincarnate. There's not a single ghost left in my family's ancestral graves," Song Miaozhu said. She regretted not being able to see her parents and grandparents again.
Perhaps they didn't wait for her to go to the underworld because they didn't want her to worry about them anymore.

The old man was silent for a while, then handed the phone to Zhao Mumu:
"What was the name of that book you told me about earlier? Get it out for me. I want to read it carefully! I don't want to die of old age before I meet them."

Song Miaozhu did not tell him the fact that he would be another person after reincarnation, so he let him hold on to this fantasy and practice hard.

but:

"Don't believe anything you read in online novels. You can read them for inspiration and to broaden your imagination and thinking, but you can't practice by following them!
I have also read some novels on the market. Most of them are based on the legends left over from the last revival of spiritual energy.

The cultivation rules for each spiritual revival are different, and we have to explore and discover them on our own.

For now, Grandpa Zhao, it’s right for you to continue to work hard on wood carving!”

"Okay! If wood carving can be used as a form of cultivation, then I am good at it!" said the old man.

"Miaozhu, please help me check after we go back! See if I have absorbed that spiritual energy?" Zhao Mumu said.

"No problem!" Song Miaozhu also wanted to see if anyone who made wood carvings could absorb spiritual energy. If so, there would probably be many people who could practice when the spiritual energy was revived this time.

Zhao Mumu was so eager to see if he had the immortal fate described in the novel that he sped up his car on the way back.

After returning to the wood carving shop, she chose a small piece of wood to carve.

The old man also continued to make plaques for Song Miaozhu Paper Shop.

"How is it? Is there anything?" Zhao Mumu asked while carving.

The old man also pricked up his ears and looked over.

Song Miaozhu looked around Zhao Mumu, then looked at the old man, and didn't know how to start.

The old man was carving a gold ingot on a plaque. After just two strokes, all the spiritual energy and light spots were attracted over there.

Zhao Mumu was carving the doll seriously, but there was not a single spiritual light.

When the old man stopped to listen to her, a spiritual light spot hesitated and went towards Zhao Mumu, but it refused to merge into the wood carving in her hand or her body.

"Miaozhu, what's with that expression on your face? Nothing?" As soon as Zhao Mumu finished speaking, the spiritual light spot that had just arrived also floated away.

"There was a spiritual light approaching, but it ran away when you were distracted."

Song Miaozhu said truthfully: "If you work hard and learn wood carving well, you should be able to attract it. In time, you should be able to draw spiritual energy into your body."

She originally thought that concentration was very important when attracting spiritual energy.

When she was making paper-cut objects, she was just like Zhao Mumu. As soon as she was distracted, the spiritual light would run away.

But after seeing Grandpa Zhao, I realized that sometimes it’s okay to stop for a while.

Song Miaozhu thought that the only difference here was the difference in craftsmanship.

If your skills are skilled and advanced enough, even if you stop for a while, your attraction to spiritual energy will not be cut off.

"Really?" Zhao Mumu was overjoyed. "Then I also have a chance to cultivate and become an immortal?"

(End of this chapter)