Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 399: Not Following the Rules

“Did you try not to repair it?” Elder Qingquan asked.

“Yes.” Su Ming nodded.

“I understand that if one forcefully follows the logic in The True Meaning of Basic Rune Deconstruction to fix it, it will only collapse instantly.”

There was a rigor in Su Ming’s tone, the precision of a science student.

“So, I tried not to repair it. I tried to understand it. To understand why it became this way. To understand how those deformed spiritual energy circuits managed to maintain balance amid chaos.”

Elder Qingquan put down his teacup.

He looked at Su Ming and leaned forward slightly.

“And then?”

Those two words were asked very softly, but they carried the weight of a thousand pounds.

Su Ming swallowed.“Then I found that although that ruined formation’s logic is extremely chaotic, seemingly without any order… even within the chaos, there are patterns.”

Su Ming stretched out his right hand and drew an empty circle in the air above the stone table.

“Like a person going mad. The way he goes mad, the trajectories his limbs trace, are still traceable.”

Su Ming threw out his core piece of evidence.

“At Iron Wall Pass, I spent half a month. I stayed by the Formation Hub and recorded the patterns in which one hundred and eight formations’ spiritual energy dissipated and were damaged when hit by beasts.”

In Su Ming’s mind flashed the ledgers full of dense data he had written.

“I decomposed, compared, and summarized those one hundred and eight patterns. I discovered that some of the self-protective reactions the Iron Wall Pass formation displayed as it neared collapse…”

Su Ming stared fixedly into Elder Qingquan’s eyes.

“Match some of the malformed changes in that jade slip’s ruined formation!”

The courtyard fell into a corpse-like silence again.

The wind rustled through the bamboo groves.

Lin Yu in the Consciousness Sea held his breath. He knew that Su Ming’s words had already touched the most essential laws of formation Dao.

This was not merely solving a problem.

This was dissecting heaven and earth.

Elder Qingquan was silent.

nothing. He simply

this disciple in his twenties wearing a purple Daoist robe. He watched his

passed, breath by

avert his gaze. He firmly believed his logic was right,

breaths, Elder Qingquan suddenly

picked up

empty teacup

tea poured from

small ripples.

poured a cup of tea for Su

the elder. It was also the first tangible act of recognition Elder Qingquan had shown Su Ming since he passed through the

“Drink.”

set down the teapot. His voice softened

the steaming cup of tea before

his heart

he had

Ming did not refuse. He cupped both

was somewhat hot, but he

his head, gently blew away the steam, and took a

tasted slightly bitter at first, but once swallowed it transformed into a sweet, warming stream. That

The fatigue from days spent preparing to descend the mountain was swept away by the

not ordinary

the tea, Elder.” Su Ming set down the cup

at him, and the admiration in his

“What you just said.”

elder’s fingers lightly rubbed the edge

who come before me boastfully claiming, ‘I have untied

in Elder Qingquan’s voice that came

worst thing is rigidly

pointed at Su

the result is important, but knowing the

formation is the goal. Find the way out, break the formation, and you’ve won.

Qingquan snorted coldly, his tone laced with disdain for the

Understanding formation principles, understanding the rules by which heaven-and-earth

Su

formation. You could step beyond the constraints of the formation diagram and seek the patterns of how it went mad. That

paused, offering very

have already

Ming hurriedly rose, cupped his fist with both hands, and bowed

you for your

he would not have pondered the underlying logic behind these

waved