Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 184: Senior Brother, Do You Know the Standard?

Seeing the flicker of confusion in Su Ming's eyes, Qingfeng immediately added with a smug expression, "You didn't know, did you? That 'Dao Inquiry Stone' is a rare treasure for testing formation talent! An ordinary disciple who can make it light up three times is qualified to enter Formation Peak's inner sect. Five times, and they're a genius. Senior Brother Luo Feng's 'nine times' is unique in nearly a hundred years! Even Uncle Xuanheng was shocked!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hands of Old Wang, Old Li, and the others in the courtyard, who had been diligently working with their heads down, all paused for a moment.

When they looked again at that solitary, proud figure in the corner, the awe in their eyes had already transformed into reverence.

Unique in a hundred years!

These words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

Only now did they truly understand the terrifyingly prestigious status of this Senior Brother Luo who came daily to "find fault."

A Peak Master's personal disciple! The weight of these four words was enough to suffocate any outer sect disciple.

Su Ming understood in his heart. No wonder Luo Feng pursued perfection in formations with an almost obsessive perfectionism.

What he carried on his shoulders was not just his own pride, but the face of the entire Formation Peak.

Inside the Xuantian ring, Lin Yu's soul thought materialized into a phantom image, currently pointing at Luo Feng and commenting, "Good heavens, so he's a Crown Prince's faction member! Disciple, let me tell you, this kind of person is the hardest to deal with, but also the easiest. What they lack isn't resources, nor cultivation methods, but a unique skill that allows them to 'forge a new path and stand out' within their sect! Our set of 'dimensional reduction strikes' is practically tailor-made for him!"Having his background exposed by Qingfeng and Mingyue, Luo Feng's face flashed with a barely perceptible trace of awkwardness, but he still maintained that cold, proud demeanor, merely letting out a soft "Hmm" from his nose as a response.

Su Ming deeply agreed with his master's analysis. He was currently focused on a "Quiet Heart Formation" formation plate in his hand.

The core of this formation plate required the composite superposition of the "Quiet" character rune and the "Tranquility" character rune. He had attempted it over a dozen times, but the spiritual energy at the convergence point always produced a slight, disharmonious disturbance, causing the formation's effectiveness to be greatly diminished.

His brows furrowed tightly, his divine sense sinking into it, repeatedly deducing the flow direction of the spiritual energy circuit, trying to find that one-in-ten-thousand error.

Luo Feng in the corner who had been observing him out of the corner of his eye, was as

of mistake, in

finally couldn't hold

instantly before Su Ming's desk like a wisp of

his tone carrying a kind of precise and arrogant certainty

going straight back and forth. This is a fundamental principle stated in the third chapter of 'The Cloud Reef Formation

transmission from the Formation Peak Master's lineage, something Su Ming

silent, everyone's

his eyes showing no shame or annoyance at being corrected. Instead, a flash of keen insight shone within

into the spot. Sure enough, that sense

the question he truly cared about. "But this disciple is dull-witted. May I ask, Senior Brother, when you mentioned 'tracing a seven-part arc,' how is this 'seven parts' quantified? Is there a standard? Is it the ratio of the arc's curvature to its chord length, or the path length the spiritual energy travels

"..."

speechless for the

bearing an air of solitary pride and confidence, in this moment,

proficient in all the "answers" taught by his master. Yet he had never contemplated the "principles" behind these "answers." If the master

uncomfortable. Yet deep in his heart, a faint thread of curiosity was stirred, a sense of having touched upon

the Xuantian ring, Lin Yu was already rolling on the floor with

walking mountain of gold, piled high with ten thousand years of Cloud Hidden Sect's formation inheritance! What we need

offered no reply,

but his attitude completely shifted from the previous provocation

began observing the entire assembly line layout of the Repair Hall. He even secretly took out a recording stone at times, covertly recording the mechanical yet efficient movements of the menial disciples and those flowcharts on the walls that

he had long taken in all of

glance to Old Wang, who was checking the materials inventory

stack of thick bamboo scrolls, he "accidentally" stumbled as he passed by the stone stool where Luo Feng often