Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 129: Where did you get this unorthodox approach?

After the shock, Su Ming slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

He forcibly suppressed the turbulent emotions surging within him, burying that sense of inferiority stemming from the mortal world deep in his heart.

The past was already past.

From the moment he jumped off the cliff, Su Ming, the Hanlin Academy compiler, was already dead.

What lived now was Su Ming, who only sought a path to survival in this immortal world.

"Stop standing there foolishly, the External Affairs Hall won't wait for anyone."

Qingfeng's voice interrupted his thoughts, carrying a hint of impatient urging.

"If you miss the appointed time and the elder responsible for reception goes into meditation, you'll have to wait another three days."

"Coming."

Su Ming responded and followed in the footsteps of Qingfeng and Mingyue.The three of them stepped onto the nearest Rainbow Bridge.

It wasn't solid underfoot but formed by condensed, flowing, radiant rosy light. Yet stepping on it gave a steady feeling, as if treading on warm, smooth jade.

The Rainbow Bridge was like a living, flowing river of stars, carrying the three of them steadily flying across towards a distant peak shrouded in mist and clouds.

Standing on the bridge, watching the slowly flowing sea of clouds beneath his feet and the immortal cranes and spiritual birds faintly visible within the cloud layers, the last shred of mortal constraint in Su Ming's heart also dissipated like smoke.

He turned his head to look at Qingfeng beside him, who had his small hands clasped behind his back and wore an arrogant expression, and humbly sought guidance.

"Immortal Master, this humble one has a matter he does not understand and hopes the Immortal Master can enlighten him."

"Ask." Qingfeng was concise, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being consulted.

"Does cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao have clear distinctions of realms?"

Lin Yu had mentioned this to him once before, but to conceal Lin Yu's existence, Su Ming had no choice but to pretend he didn't know.

"You don't even know this?" Qingfeng glanced at him as if looking at a country bumpkin who knew nothing.

He cleared his throat and began explaining like a little adult: "Listen carefully. The first step in cultivating immortality is drawing energy into the body, which is Qi Refining."

"After Qi Refining, opening the Dantian's Purple Mansion, transforming spiritual energy into liquid, that is Foundation Establishment."

"Above Foundation Establishment, the liquid condenses into a pill. 'A single Golden Core swallowed into the belly, my fate is up to me, not up to Heaven.' That is the Golden Core True Person."

counted on his little fingers,

Spirit Transformation realms after Golden Core, they are too far from you. Even if

and asked again: "Then... what exactly is the Spiritual Root the Immortal

"Spiritual Root?"

expression became somewhat

between us and Heaven and

a very

you can't eat a single bite. The better the Spiritual Root, the bigger the bowl, the more

how it

sudden

a Spiritual Root, and if he did, what grade it

"Then..."

Qingfeng, walking at

continued to flow slowly forward, the radiant, colorful

clear and innocent were now sharp as an eagle's, staring fixedly at Su

surrounding air seemed to

sensed the change in atmosphere, her smile fading as

I ask

of a child but carried an interrogative and oppressive quality that was extremely incongruous with

meager trace of spiritual energy of

who is

heavy hammer, pounding fiercely on Su Ming's

Ming's heartbeat skipped a

knew the real test had

than the earlier inquiry at

of Meritorious Deeds only cared if he was an evil cultivator, if he was

Qingfeng asked was his origins, his background,

this question well, all his previous efforts would vanish

the secret of the ring,

a trace of panic appeared on Su Ming's

Qingfeng's sharp gaze, a flicker of bewilderment first crossed his face, then transformed into a touch of bitterness and

expression was utterly

reply to the Immortal

bowed slightly towards Qingfeng,

one

raised an eyebrow, clearly not

of slight embarrassment appeared on Su Ming's face, as if he

of spiritual energy of mine was not obtained through proper

damaged, ancient text I stumbled upon in my youth when I was frail, which contained