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

Chapter 278 Ascension to Immortality
"Miss, I feel like I'm about to fly!"

Yue Lin suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Her feet were already floating in the air, and her paper skirt swayed gently. She was like a kite being lifted up by the wind.

Zhangli, Guanhong, and Yiheng were the same; their figures floated slightly, but they always lagged behind Song Miaozhu by one body length.

Sensing something, Song Miaozhu raised her hand and waved it, causing all the paper effigies she had made in the ghost shop's warehouse to fly out and surround her.

Paper servants, paper soldiers, spirit-gathering dolls, paper armor, yang paper clothes, spirit paper mounts, spirit paper vehicles, spirit paper kites, paper-made plants, trees, rocks, streams, echoing paper towers, shadow-binding paper locks, moon dew paper cups, paper vines blooming with flowers, dream-crossing paper bridges... Each of these spiritual objects, which had not moved for a long time in order to conserve spiritual energy, was now full of spiritual light, trembling gently in the seven-colored halo, like pilgrims on a pilgrimage.

"Come with me into that portal and see what's going on!" she said softly, then completely released control of her body, letting the energy carry her into the air towards the portal.

The wind whispered in her ears, and the clouds flowed beneath her feet. She drew closer and closer to the door, while the spirits behind her, like stars surrounding the moon, ascended with her.

On the cobblestone streets of Yuanshan Ancient Town, the bustling crowd suddenly stopped.

The old man selling sugar had his copper spoon suspended in mid-air, oblivious to the syrup dripping onto the ground; tea drinkers on the second floor of the teahouse leaned out of their windows, knocking over teacups; even the children chasing and playing in the alley quieted down, staring blankly at the sky with their little faces upturned.

"It's so beautiful! This is absolutely the most beautiful sunset I've ever seen!" An elderly man who brought his students to sketch excitedly snatched the student's palette to mix colors, wanting to capture this beautiful scene, but found that no matter what he did, he couldn't mix those brilliant colors.

His student, however, was completely bewildered. Adjusting his glasses, he said skeptically, "Teacher, are you kidding? Where did this sunset come from? And it's only 1:15 PM, how could there be a sunset!"

A middle-aged couple traveling with their child were huddled on the guesthouse terrace. Suddenly, the man's eyes widened: "Is it a mirage?" His wife grabbed his arm: "That door looks familiar...like...like..."

"Dad, Mom, what are you looking at?" Their daughter looked at the sky where her parents were looking, but there was clearly nothing there.

At a paper sculpture stall on a street corner, several out-of-town students looked bewildered: "What are you talking about? What sunset? What door?"

The stall owner with the goatee suddenly stood up, his bamboo stool overturning to the ground: "No, with such beautiful sunset in the sky, how could you not see such a big door?"

"Uncle, are you kidding me? There's nothing in the sky!" The student took out his phone and snapped a few pictures of the sky. "Look, it's just ordinary blue sky and white clouds!"

"You really didn't see it?" The stall owner looked around in disbelief and found that the young people all looked confused, while the older ones were all looking up with shock on their faces.

After the group of college students confirmed with each other, the tall boy in the lead laughed and said, "No, not only did I not see it, but you can ask my classmates, they didn't see it either! You people from Yuanshan Ancient Town wouldn't have any penchant for lying, would you!"

"How could that be!" The aunt selling glutinous rice cakes stamped her feet anxiously. "We've had immortals here before! Even the great immortal Song came to buy my spiritual food pastries!" Suddenly remembering something, she looked at the group of young people carefully. "How old are you?"

"Eighteen! Just finished the college entrance exam and came here for tourism."

"Eighteen? Eighteen!" The aunt slapped her thigh. "I know! When you were born, it was already the end of the Dharma era. You didn't have the third eye open, so you can't see it! We can see it, but you can't. It's a seven-colored glow, clearly spiritual light!"

After saying that, he abandoned the stall and rushed towards the direction of the light gate and the glowing clouds.

Several white-haired elders excitedly gathered by the window in the teahouse. One of them, trembling, pointed to the sky: "Speaking of which, that seven-colored light gate is really similar to the one in our Lingtai space! It's just that it's too far away in the Lingtai space to see clearly." "Is the spiritual energy about to revive again?!" The old shopkeeper selling medicinal herbs was trembling, and he almost dropped his pipe.

The owner of the stone carving shop across the street rushed out of his shop, laughing loudly, "Great! Our time is coming again!"

Just then, a gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"My God, what is that? It's flying!"

"Is this some kind of new kite? There are so many things on it!"

"Look! Those are the Gathering Spirit Lucky Babies!" One by one, adorable little babies holding paper bowls tumbled in the clouds.

The old man selling sugar figurines next to them suddenly excitedly pulled off his apron: "That's Master Song's phoenix mount!"

Following his trembling finger, everyone saw a seven-colored phoenix soaring with outstretched wings, each feather shimmering with dazzling light, its long tail feathers drawing graceful arcs in the clouds.

Several tourists from out of town frowned: "What are those burly female warriors?" Several women dressed in tight-fitting clothes appeared and disappeared in the clouds, each with a heroic and valiant air, holding various weapons.

The middle-aged woman carrying a shopping basket slapped her thigh: "Oh my, these all seem to be Master Song's spiritual items! Many of them have been displayed in her spiritual item showcase, but I've never seen most of them before!"

On the second floor of the teahouse, an elderly man with white hair and beard stroked his beard and exclaimed, "So many! No wonder she's the only one in the world who can present them!"

His old friend nodded repeatedly, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes: "We have no hope in this life, but to be able to see her ascend to immortality is enough..."

Suddenly, a young man wearing glasses, who seemed to have some knowledge of Song Dynasty studies, exclaimed, "Wait, aren't those Master Song's subordinates?"

He pointed to several figures in the clouds that moved most gracefully, "Could they also be paper effigies?"

The moment these words were spoken, the entire street fell silent. The old craftsman selling paper offerings suddenly knelt down, his voice trembling: "My God! Master Song has actually made paper offerings that are exactly like real people! It's truly a masterpiece!"

He kowtowed devoutly to the sky, scattering the yellow paper in his hands all over the ground.

A chorus of gasps erupted from the crowd. Several children excitedly pointed to the sky and counted: "One, two, three..."

There are just too many to count.

Several college students on the street corner looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them muttered to himself, "Why can't I see anything?"

His companion looked excitedly at the sky, even though he couldn't see anything: "Look at those old people... they don't seem to be faking it... there's so much information from the Reiki era decades ago, isn't that what we came for?"