Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 347: Old Matters

"Finally, I can sleep soundly now."

Su Ming turned and walked back into the cave, flicking a hand seal behind him.

The stone door at the cave entrance closed silently, and then, even the outline of the door vanished amidst a distortion of light and shadow, as if there had never been an entrance there.

Inside the cave.

Su Ming walked over to the stone bed where a meditation cushion had long been laid out and sat down cross-legged.

"Let's test the effects."

He closed his eyes and began circulating the Like Water Art.

This time, the feeling was completely different.

Previously during cultivation, he had to laboriously capture and purify the spiritual energy. Now, with the formation in operation, the spiritual energy within the cave dwelling was like tamed sheep—docile and dense.

With just a gentle inhalation, that spiritual energy, carrying the coolness of the stars and the weightiness of the earth, rushed eagerly into his meridians.The water spiritual energy surged within his body. With each completed circulation cycle, Su Ming could feel that "resistance" was far less than when he was at his old residence.

"Efficiency has increased by at least thirty percent."

Su Ming opened his eyes, sensing the abundant spiritual energy within his dantian. "Moreover, this spiritual energy seems to have an extra trace of... resilience."

"That's the result of Star Baleful Energy tempering," Lin Yu said. "This formation is like a pressure cooker, crushing the impurities within the spiritual energy, leaving only the most essential parts. Cultivating in this environment for one year is equivalent to three years outside."

Su Ming let out a long breath of turbid air, his entire body relaxing completely.

Starlight flowed within the cave dwelling, and the earth energy was warm and moist. This small world finally had the stability of a "home."

A memory was suddenly illuminated.

That dusk after moving, everyone sat on the ground. Two jugs of cheap wine were produced. Without cups, they took turns drinking straight from the jugs.

"Down this mouthful, from now on we're following Senior Brother Su!" Zhao Tiezhu had shouted, his tongue thick.

Amidst the boisterous laughter, someone knocked over a wine jug. The amber-colored wine spread across the bluestone slab, like some clumsy mark.

……

Ming opened

faint hum of the operating formation. Yet,

out that half-worn blue homespun cloth robe from his storage pouch, and changed

to

if Wang Defa's abacus beads were missing

……

incense stick's time

Seven Courtyard appeared more orderly

repair areas, and completed areas were demarcated with lime lines, all sorted into categories. Under the old locust tree in the courtyard, Wang Defa was holding an account book, handing

isn't right. Although it's low-grade, we need it for load-bearing supports, so the toughness must meet the standard." Wang Defa pointed at two pieces of lumber, his tone neither subservient nor arrogant, even though the other

stewards exchanged a glance, then resentfully picked out the substandard

quietly entered

busy menial disciples around noticed him. Only when Wang Defa closed the account book did the corner of his eye catch a familiar flash of blue. His body stiffened for a moment,

a hand,

later, in the meeting room deep within

blocking out the outside noise. Only

the core backbone of the Repair Hall, also the first batch of old-timers who had followed Su Ming. At this moment, looking at Su Ming, who had now become a True Disciple, they were all a bit at a loss, unsure where to put their hands and feet. The usual crude jokes reached their lips, only to be

Their status had changed.

a "big shot" who might have a seat

missing a leg, casually propped it up with a brick, and plopped down.

sitting instantly

Su... Senior Brother Su." Wang Defa grinned, rubbing his calloused hands together. "We're just afraid

the table.

serious, their

and will be cultivating at Formation Peak. I won't be staying at the Repair Hall much in the

they had anticipated this, hearing it spoken, the light in Old Li's and the others' eyes still dimmed. With the pillar

won't

Ming's gaze swept over everyone, his voice steady. "The Repair Hall is my foundation, and it's also

jade slips he had prepared earlier from his storage pouch and placed them on

"First matter: restructuring."

the ledgers. For major

three jade slips

Procedures* that I've compiled. They cover fault charts for one hundred and eight

instantly brightened up. He reached out to grab one, but stopped halfway, withdrew his hand, wiped it vigorously on his lapel,

heavy storage

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