Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 7: Cultivation?

"Alright, enough idle chatter, let's get to tonight's main topic." Lin Yu's voice turned serious. "Yesterday I said that for a ship to be sturdy, you need blueprints first. Today, let's talk about the timber for shipbuilding."

"Timber?"

"It's your body." Lin Yu evaluated bluntly. "Your physique isn't even comparable to rotten wood—at best, it's like a waterlogged, decaying stick. A single gust of wind could snap you in half, and you still dream of crossing the sea of suffering? Keep dreaming."

Su Ming's cheeks flushed with warmth.

"So, starting tonight, our cultivation will proceed on two fronts. Studying characters during the day is 'drawing the blueprints,' while at night we must 'select the timber'—no, 'forge the timber.'"

"Master, what should I do?" Su Ming immediately perked up.

"Simple, begin with a basic stance." Lin Yu directed. "Stand up, feet apart, shoulder-width. Yes, just like that. Then, squat down until your thighs are parallel to the ground, and extend your arms straight in front of your chest."

Su Ming followed the instructions, assuming a somewhat crooked posture.

"Master, what is this called?"

"This posture, in ancient traditions, has a resounding name." Lin Yu's voice became profound and mysterious.Su Ming held his breath.

"It's called the 'horse stance.'"

Su Ming: "..."

"Don't underestimate this stance." Lin Yu sensed his disbelief. "This is the ultimate method to train your lower body strength and core stability. If you ever get into a fight later, standing more firmly than others means you're less likely to fall. If you need to run for your life, having strong legs means you can outrun others by several streets. One extra street could mean one extra life."

Su Ming took a deep breath and sank his center of gravity lower.

It was fine at first, but in less time than it takes for one incense stick to burn, his thighs began trembling uncontrollably.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

"Back... straighten your back! Are you a boiled shrimp?" Lin Yu's voice roared in his mind. "Tuck in your stomach! Lift your hips! Imagine there's a red-hot iron nail beneath your butt—dare you sit down?"

Su Ming jolted, sharply lifting his hips upward, instantly making his posture much more proper.

But what followed was a needle-like soreness in his thigh muscles.

shaking? Did you install sewing machines in your

Teacher Zhou's ruler! Think of the way your eldest brother looks

in the future! Whether I can collect my pension until retirement depends entirely on these legs of

Ming's vision blurred with sweat, his entire body feeling as if it

felt like he wasn't performing a horse stance, but rather carrying a mountain on

felt like an eternity, just as he felt he was about

time's up.

as if granted amnesty, his legs going weak as he collapsed

felt filled with scalding lead, sore, numb, and

"How does it feel?"

legs... aren't mine anymore." Su Ming

was effective." Lin Yu said with satisfaction. "This is the first introductory lesson, called 'body

Su

ship, the mind is the captain. Even if the ship is built sturdily, if the captain is blind, it will still hit reefs and sink. Now, we begin

"Training the captain?"

"Sit cross-legged."

up, enduring the soreness in his legs, Su

don't think

but his

new characters learned during the day, Teacher Zhou's face, Second Brother's gaze, the soreness in his legs... all churned in his mind like

I... I

isn't to chase these thoughts away. The more you chase them, the more persistent they

should I

in your mind or sing songs, let them be. You are merely a spectator, someone sitting

supreme wonderful technique

"This is the meditation course I paid big money for in my previous life to cope with the 996 work schedule, mainly for stress relief and improving sleep quality. Never thought I could repurpose it here, packaging it as a cultivation technique—I'm truly a

guidance, Su Ming tried to "watch" the

struggled to regulate

evident, and a faint stinging pain came from the wounds on

thought emerged: "My legs are so

Su Ming was about to focus on this numbness, Lin

he tried hard to pull his attention back, continuing to focus on his

new characters

it, don't engage

Brother seemed

it, don't engage