Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 266: Listening to the Waves Cottage

"One thousand five hundred..." Su Ming gave a bitter smile. "Senior Brother possesses heaven-endowed talent, I am far from reaching your level. I entered the path late, it's only been a little over two years so far. Even going all out, I've only mastered around a hundred basic runes."

"Around a hundred?" Hearing this, Luo Feng did not look down on him; instead, he glanced at Su Ming with surprise. "Brother Su, do you know that learning these basic runes is not a constant speed? The first hundred, especially the first three hundred, are the most difficult. Because the structure, spirit attraction, and attributes of each rune are completely different, requiring rote memorization, repeated practice, and understanding their most fundamental 'meaning'. Many people get stuck at this entry stage, unable to make any progress for years."

He recalled, "I remember, it took me a full six years to master the first eight hundred basic runes. From eight hundred to one thousand two hundred, it took three years. And from one thousand two hundred to the current one thousand five hundred, it took nearly four more years. The further you go, many rune structures have similarities or originate from the same 'parent pattern'. Once you comprehend by analogy, sometimes a single day of enlightenment can allow you to master a dozen related runes. But at the very beginning, you might not be able to crack a single new rune in a month."

Su Ming silently calculated. For him, one hundred fifty in two years, at this speed, he could learn about four hundred fifty in six years. Although it couldn't compare to Luo Feng's eight hundred, considering his damaged Dao foundation, lack of resources, and the need to divide his attention to manage the Repair Hall, this speed seemed... not too slow?

"Disciple, your learning efficiency, even among sect geniuses with complete legacies and ample resources, is considered above average," Lin Yu said leisurely within the Consciousness Sea. "Don't forget, you also have this teacher as your 'cheat'. But what this kid says is right, being slow at the start is normal, it's about laying the foundation. Those one hundred fifty runes of yours, each one has been thoroughly figured out by you using the 'Water Refining Method' and practical application. Your foundation is much more solid than those who rely on rote memorization."

Receiving his teacher's affirmation, Su Ming felt slightly more at ease. He said to Luo Feng, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for clearing up my confusion. So it seems, for us cultivators, on the path of formations, learning truly has no end."

"Exactly that principle," Luo Feng said seriously. "So Brother Su, you must not belittle yourself. With your Qi Refining stage cultivation, being able to forge a new path in practical work is already rare and commendable. What Elder Qingquan values might be precisely this 'inspiration' of yours that isn't bound by convention."

He reminded again, "In three days, at the Listening to Waves Pavilion, don't be late. The elder dislikes excessive formalities, but you must prepare yourself fully. He might test you. However, there's no need to be overly nervous either, just face it with your usual mindset."

After conversing a bit more, Luo Feng stood up to take his leave. He still needed to return to prepare for the final work on the Nine Palaces Soul-Locking Formation.

After seeing Luo Feng off, Su Ming returned to the stone chamber, stroking the storage pouch at his waist.One hundred fifty runes, not even a Formation Apprentice, yet he was going to meet a Grandmaster of Formations.

The pressure was like a mountain, but the opportunity was also right before his eyes.

"Teacher, what will Elder Qingquan test me on?" Su Ming asked in his heart.

"Nothing more than looking at your quality, whether you're rotten wood or material that can be carved," Lin Yu said. "Formation basics, adaptability of thought, even temperament, could all be involved. However, since he actively wants to see you, it's highly likely he doesn't want to stump you, but rather wants to see exactly what makes you 'special'. Prepare the thinking logic behind your set of 'datafication' and 'standardization', and also sort out our approach to solving the Cold Pool and optimizing the Drizzle Formation. A Grandmaster of Formations looks at the 'Dao', not the 'technique'."

Su Ming took a deep breath, his gaze becoming resolute.

"I understand."

days, he did not rush to tackle those profound formation texts. Instead, he calmed his mind, reviewing and organizing every successful or failed case since he first came into contact with formations, trying to extract his own,

catch Elder Qingquan's eye depended entirely

......

days passed in the blink of an

to Waves Pavilion was not at the highest point of Formation Peak, but was hidden behind a patch of emerald bamboo halfway up the

of moss traces, clearly saw few

the Repair Hall waist token was properly positioned, then stepped

sense of gentle, silent peace, completely different from the stern, oppressive feeling elsewhere on Formation Peak where formation lines interwove and spiritual pressure

Luo Feng had already been

Peak genius actually seemed a bit restrained

Luo Feng quickly stepped forward to meet him, lowering his voice, "Brother Su, you've finally arrived. The elder is brewing tea. Remember, listen more, speak less.

expression calm.

the Consciousness Sea, Lin Yu's voice sounded lazily, "This kid is more nervous than you. It seems this Elder Qingquan usually commands quite

not respond, following Luo Feng across the

stone table, several stone stools, with a stream of mountain spring water channeled to the side, dripping down a bamboo pipe with a tinkling sound, gathering into a

man in a gray cloth robe sat by

crown, just casually held with

the sound of water gradually grew louder, just like the

for Luo Feng's respectful bow, Su Ming would have almost thought

Luo Feng, bringing outer sect disciple Su Ming, pays respects to Elder Qingquan." Luo Feng

performing a standard disciple salute. His movements were neither subservient nor arrogant, without a

cattail leaf fan. His gaze fixed on the white steam rising from the pot's spout, his voice gentle yet carrying a penetrating force.

retreating

sat on the lower seat of the stone stool, only half-sitting,

then did Elder Qingquan turn his head. What kind of