Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 492: Walking

“It’s been long enough for dew to settle on your head.”

“...Master.”

“All right, I didn’t count it precisely either.” Lin Yu drawled, “This place’s sense of time is unreliable. Just know that you didn’t lose out by sitting here.”

Su Ming lowered his head to look at the tree roots, then raised his eyes to the stone path ahead.

The path was still there.

Just as it had looked yesterday: narrow, unhurried, half-covered with fallen leaves, the stone surface weathered, its end still hidden in the mist and wavering out of sight. It gave the impression that walking another half hour or so would reach the end.

But Su Ming no longer trusted his own eyes.

The path remained, the end still existed, but that “very near” feeling only made him more wary.

At that moment, the formation lines on the tree bark rippled gently.

They did not speed up, nor did they glow, they simply eased back, as if a held breath had finally been released.Su Ming glanced at it, did not reach out to touch, but bowed slightly toward the ancient tree.

Whether the gesture had any effect or not, he did it anyway.

Lin Yu saw the scene inside the talisman but said nothing, only the faintest movement in his gaze.

Su Ming turned and stepped back onto the stone path.

This time, he walked more slowly.

Not because he was tired, nor because he was reluctant to leave the rare quiet beneath the tree, but because he had begun to pay attention to his feet.

First step down.

Hum.

A familiar, faint ripple of spiritual energy spread up from deep within the stone.

Second step.

The fluctuation remained, but it was different from the first.

Lighter.

Third step.

Different again, like the tip of a needle gently touching the sole, gone in an instant.

Su Ming's pace slowed completely.

He didn’t feel like he was walking; it felt more like treading across an enormous, complex, extremely quiet formation diagram. Each slab of stone responded; the spiritual mechanism beneath every slab was distinct. Some were settling, some were light; some gentle, some sharp; some supported like thick earth lifting beneath your feet, others brushed past like a thin stream.

Had this been another cultivator, they would have probably just felt the strange spiritual patterns and decided this place was suitable for cultivation.

But Su Ming was different.

He specialized in formations.

he was the type who liked to

he began

recklessly probing with divine sense, nor by forcefully pouring spiritual energy into the ground, but

Step.

Stop.

Remember.

Step again.

Stop again.

the slight variance between stepping on the left side

but after realizing Su Ming walked like an old man watching his steps, it grew impatient and fluttered a few slabs ahead. When it

rare on his

“Suffered a loss?”

in protest and opened its beak to

thought for a moment and

place didn’t play by

the edge of a slab, pinched a drop of water between his fingers, and

a little, then silently seeped into a crack as if something below

instead of seeping down it slid along a whisper-thin dampness toward

stared for

Yu this time didn’t hold back,

answered as he walked, “The stone’s left

“Captain obvious.”

how they differ. It’s not simply a difference in load, nor purely a

made no

walking another ten steps

the fluctuations under the left slabs and the right

Su Ming’s feet paused.

his

the next slab. His left foot lightly stepped on the left half,

he opened

“They are indeed different.”

“Explain.”

Ming said, “Not heavy in the sense of weight so much as stability, like a whole patch of earth or an entire water vein pressing underneath. The

this he frowned

it be

“What do you think?”

did not

for a while and began eliminating

the slabs would be

were distributed unevenly, it wouldn’t hold true

dichotomy, they would alternate rather than maintain

spoke, his

flowed ahead, and the ancient tree had long been left behind. The surrounding trees were still

left, its main

right, its

popped up and

Too fast.

like

Yu chuckled softly

“Keep thinking.”

lips and asked