Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 355

Chapter 355: The Prodigy in This Courtyard

That makeshift, patchwork "Floating Formation Board" finally began to slow down with a sound of grinding metal that set one's teeth on edge.

"We're here, we're here! Hold on tight to the handrails... oh right, this board doesn't have handrails, then hold on tight to your belts!"

Accompanied by Luo Feng's loud shouts and small cries, the formation board suddenly dipped downwards, finally landing with a "boom" beside a crooked old pine tree, kicking up a circle of dust mixed with pine needles and stone chips.

Su Ming's feet touched the ground, and before he could even recover from the dizzying jolts, the scene before him caused his pupils to contract slightly for an instant.

This... this was really the residence of a True Disciple?

Compared to the majestic vastness of the Star Pivot Hall or the secluded loneliness of Gazing Star Cliff, this courtyard before him looked more like a scrap recycling station that had just been baptized by a small-scale lightning tribulation.

The originally elegant stone table was missing a corner, the break showing an eerie charred black color, as if corroded by some kind of strong acid; piled against the base of the courtyard wall were all kinds of discarded formation plates, broken jade slips, and several low-grade puppets missing arms and legs, gazing up at the sky in various twisted postures.

No wind chimes hung under the eaves; instead, several large formation diagrams covered in complex lines were suspended there, the ink not yet dry, flapping noisily in the night breeze. The air was filled with a unique blend of smells: the pungent odor of scorched metal, the light fragrance of spiritual ink, and... an extremely domineering, nose-piercing aroma of cumin-grilled fish.

"Ahem, it's a bit messy."

Luo Feng jumped off the formation board, kicking away a one-eyed puppet head that rolled to his feet. The puppet head tumbled into the grass, its single remaining ruby eye still flashing twice."When you're doing research, how can you avoid blowing up the furnace? Don't stand on ceremony, sit anywhere! Just don't sit on that blue rock. That's the formation hub of the 'Extreme Cold Array' I just carved and ruined last night. It hasn't completely deactivated yet; sitting on it might freeze your butt off."

lengths hung from the pine branches. As the night

flow, calibrating the pitch through the

unchanged as

on, don't just stand

he sent out several streams of spiritual energy to clear the debris

the outside, tender on the inside! This wine is 'Drunken Immortal Brew.' Although it's a diluted version,

rich aroma of wine instantly filled the small

placed it across her knees, poured herself a bowl of wine, and tipped her head back to

Qin Yi was more focused on the grilled fish. He pulled out a small silver knife from a leather pouch at his waist and

with their uniquely eccentric styles. The question that had been in his heart finally couldn't help

current. "During the master acceptance ceremony today, I've had a doubt in my heart. Formation Peak is established on the path of formations, but from what I observe of Eldest Senior Sister

and a beast tamer—they seemed completely out of place in a

I knew you'd

famously picky and broad-minded. Outsiders say Formation Peak has declined, with few disciples. Actually, it's because the old man

who was lowering her head to

old then. Her entire village had been slaughtered by wolf

holding the wine bowl tightened slightly

she hadn't heard, just gently stroking the scabbard on her knees with her fingers, her

so in her heart. Brought back to the sect and tested, she was indeed a natural sword prodigy. But the problem arose: Eldest Senior Sister had zero interest in those convoluted formation lines; she'd even get sleepy just

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