Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

Yang Guo sat at the table, looking at the words "The Way of Heaven is to take from those who have more and give to those who have less" written on the paper, and his brows furrowed into a knot.

Ouyang Feng had taught him the method of practicing the Nine Yin Manual in reverse, word for word. As long as the meridians are reversed and the true energy flows backward, terrifying power can be unleashed in a very short time.

This approach is so unpredictable and bizarre that Hong Qigong could never have imagined it.

However, Yang Guo dared not practice it lightly.

When Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse during the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, his martial arts were indeed the best in the world, leaving Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi helpless.

But what will be the price?

The price was mental instability, becoming delirious and not even knowing who he was. He walked upside down every day, like a complete madman.

Yang Guo pondered to himself, if he were to turn himself into an idiot just to win three blows from Hong Qigong, what would be the point of being the sect leader?

If he really goes insane, Sister Long, Chief Huang, and Technician Li will probably all leave him.

After all, no woman in the world would want to marry a madman or a fool.

Yang Guo was hoping to enjoy a carefree life with these stunning beauties, so he absolutely couldn't take that risk.

But if we don't practice, how will we deal with Hong Qigong's overwhelming Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms three days later?

Yang Guo stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

A bold idea suddenly popped into my head: What if we combined the orthodox and reverse practices of the Nine Yin Manual?

The Kanli Technique can harmonize the pure Yang and pure Yin energies within the body, allowing the opposing true energies to continuously generate within the body.

Since yin and yang can be harmonized, can the true qi that flows in the forward direction and in the reverse direction also find a balance?

If one could achieve the convergence of positive and negative, thus preserving a clear mind and gaining the domineering power of reverse cultivation, wouldn't one be invincible?

This idea is extremely bold, but to actually implement it requires a very deep understanding of martial arts theory.

Since Yang Guo began practicing martial arts, no one had ever properly taught him any basic martial arts knowledge.

In the ancient tomb, Xiaolongnu only taught the moves and the routes of practice, never the principles of martial arts.

He had never properly learned the martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect. Later, he swallowed two Nine-Turn Life-Reversing Pills, which increased his internal energy by sixteen years, all in a muddled way.

Yang Guo's martial arts foundation was entirely developed through trial and error on his own.

They know what it is, but not why it is.

The Nine Yin Manual is also the top martial arts manual of its time.

Based on Yang Guo's current understanding, he has no idea how to combine the positive and negative practice methods of this unique skill into one.

If you force yourself to try it, your meridians may become disordered, you may suffer from qi deviation and die on the spot.

Yang Guo walked into the courtyard, crossed his arms, looked up at the sky, and was extremely anxious.

Lu Wushuang was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, wiping her willow-leaf dagger.

Seeing Yang Guo pacing back and forth in the courtyard, constantly scratching his hair and muttering incomprehensible words, Lu Wushuang stopped what she was doing, her eyes filled with worry.

Since following Yang Guo, Lu Wushuang has become accustomed to Yang Guo's confident and nonchalant demeanor.

Even when it was discovered a few days ago that Steward Sun had committed treason and betrayed the country, Yang Guo resolved the matter with a single, nonchalant sentence.

Lu Wushuang had never seen Yang Guo with such an anxious expression.

Lu Wushuang placed the willow-leaf scimitar on the stone table and walked up to Yang Guo.

"What happened?" Lu Wushuang asked softly, her voice filled with concern. "Chief Huang helped you back just now, and you were injured. Now you seem so agitated; have you run into serious trouble?"

Yang Guo stopped and looked at Lu Wushuang's beautiful face, then sighed.

"I've run into a problem, and I can't figure it out." Yang Guo reached out and rubbed Lu Wushuang's head. "It's a martial arts problem, and it's extremely dangerous. If I can't get over it, I might lose my life on the cliff behind the mountain in three days."

Lu Wushuang's face turned pale, and she instinctively grabbed Yang Guo's sleeve with both hands.

"An enemy you can't even handle?" Lu Wushuang's voice tightened. "Why don't we go down the mountain and hide? You have plenty of money now. Let's go to Jiangnan, buy a big house, and never come back to Zhongnan Mountain."

Yang Guo was somewhat moved when he heard this.

This girl used to be like a hedgehog, but now when faced with danger, her first reaction is to pull me along to escape.

Yang Guo patted Lu Wushuang's hand and pulled out his sleeve.

"Running away isn't my style," Yang Guo said calmly. "Don't worry about me. I'm lucky; even the King of Hell wouldn't dare take me. You stay in the courtyard and practice your skills. I'm going out for a walk to get some fresh air."

After Yang Guo finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the sect leader's courtyard.

The mountain breeze on his face refreshed him considerably. Yang Guo wandered aimlessly along the bluestone path, his mind filled with the route map of the convergence of positive and negative internal energy.

Before he knew it, Yang Guo stopped and looked up.

Ahead stood a three-story wooden building with upturned eaves and two stone lions standing at the entrance.

The Sutra Repository.

Yang Guo pushed open the courtyard gate and went inside.

The current library is quite different from what it used to be; it's more like a large research institute.

Ever since Yang Guo implemented the new rules and put Hao Datong in charge of organizing the sect's classics, the atmosphere here has changed.

In the hall on the first floor, there were more than a dozen long tables. Dozens of young disciples were sitting at the tables, holding calligraphy brushes, reading aloud the characters on a large wooden board in front of them.

The person in charge of teaching was an elderly Taoist priest.

This was a rule set by Yang Guo a while ago, allowing the Sutra Repository to set aside a department for ideological education. Its main purpose was to provide literacy instruction to the lower-ranking disciples, teaching them to read and write.

More importantly, in the process of teaching, we should instill in everyone the concept of loyalty to the Quanzhen School and to the leader.

The windows on the second floor were open, and the faint sounds of a heated argument could be heard coming from them.

Yang Guo went up the stairs to the second floor.

The floor on the second floor was covered with various martial arts manuals.

Hao Datong was sitting with seven or eight senior Taoist priests, holding several blueprints, discussing the principles of the variations in the Quanzhen Sword Technique.

Hao Datong practiced swordsmanship every day for decades, but his martial arts skills did not improve at all over the years.

During this time, Yang Guo handed over the Quanzhen Sect to him, asking him to organize everyone to discuss the principles of martial arts.

Hao Datong read through a large number of manuscripts left by his predecessors and compared them with those of others, feeling that he had benefited greatly.

The previously stagnant internal energy now has the potential to break through to the Innate Realm.

Not only that, Hao Datong's complexion changed dramatically, he looked radiant and seemed several years younger.

Hao Datong used to dislike Yang Guo, thinking that Yang Guo was glib and did not abide by the rules and regulations.

But now, Hao Datong admires him from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Guo not only solved the sect's financial crisis, but also completely reversed the atmosphere of the Quanzhen Sect.

Now everyone is focused on studying martial arts, and no one is bothered with those petty power struggles anymore.

An old Taoist priest with sharp eyes spotted Yang Guo standing at the top of the stairs.

"The sect leader has arrived!" The old Taoist priest quickly stood up and bowed.

Hao Datong turned around, quickly put down the blueprints in his hand, strode up to Yang Guo, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

"What brings you to the Scripture Pavilion today, Master?" Hao Datong asked respectfully, a smile on his face.

Yang Guo realized that he had unknowingly wandered into the Sutra Pavilion.

"I was feeling down, so I just took a walk." Yang Guo waved his hand, indicating that everyone could dispense with formalities. "Grandmaster Hao, how's your research going?"

Hao Datong nodded repeatedly and pointed to the blueprints on the ground as he reported.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, progress is going smoothly. We've broken down the thirty-six moves of the Quanzhen Swordplay and re-analyzed them. We've discovered that the power generation methods of a few moves are indeed somewhat sluggish. We're currently trying to modify the energy flow path. If successful, the power of the Quanzhen Swordplay can be increased by 20%." Hao Datong's voice was loud and clear, full of enthusiasm.

Yang Guo nodded inwardly after hearing this. The Quanzhen Sect still had its foundation; as long as they focused their efforts on the righteous path, they could still achieve results.

Hao Datong took a half step closer and lowered his voice to continue his report.

"Master, a few days ago, the Discipline Hall raided the residences of Steward Sun and his remaining gang, and found quite a few things."

Hao Datong gritted his teeth, his face full of indignation, "These beasts are truly inhuman! They secretly withheld the rations of their orphaned disciples and took the money down the mountain to exchange for roast chicken. Dozens of seven- or eight-year-old Daoist boys were starving, skin and bones, and didn't even have a padded jacket in the dead of winter."

Yang Guo listened expressionlessly as Hao Datong continued.

"What's even more hateful is that bastard, in order to curry favor with the Mongol officers down the mountain, actually sent men to the villages below to abduct several innocent women who came to offer incense and have them used for the pleasure of those Mongols!"

Hao Datong was so angry that his hands trembled. "If this gets out, the Quanzhen Sect's century-old reputation will be completely ruined! It's all thanks to the Sect Leader's wisdom in getting rid of these scoundrels early on, otherwise we wouldn't have the face to meet Patriarch Chongyang after we die!"

Yang Guo patted Hao Datong on the shoulder to calm him down.

"The wicked will get their just deserts. The church will provide some money to comfort the women who were victimized. As for Steward Sun, he is probably still in cahoots with Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing has now sided with the Mongols, and one day I will personally take his head."

Yang Guo spoke calmly, but everyone could hear the murderous intent in his words.

Hao Datong repeatedly agreed.

Looking at the blueprints scattered on the ground and the Taoist priests buried in their books, Yang Guo thought that the research on martial arts theory in the Sutra Pavilion had only just begun.

These people are studying the most basic sword techniques and internal energy cultivation methods.

Yang Guo's challenge was to integrate the Nine Yin Manual, the most extraordinary martial art in the world, in both its orthodox and reverse forms.

This is an extremely difficult problem; even Wang Chongyang himself might not have been able to figure it out while he was alive. Hao Datong and the others certainly couldn't help.

"Grandmaster Hao, you two continue with your work. I'm just taking a stroll, don't worry about me." Yang Guo waved his hand, sending Hao Datong back to continue his research.

Hao Datong didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he bowed and retreated back into the crowd.

Yang Guo bypassed the crowd and went straight to the third floor.

The third floor was much quieter and dimmer than the second floor. Rows of bookshelves held dusty ancient books.

As Yang Guo walked among the bookshelves, he recalled the old Taoist priest who had guided him to find the Kanli Technique in the Sutra Pavilion.

The old Taoist priest had white hair and beard, leaned on a cane, and had extremely sharp eyes.

He only said a few words, but accurately pointed out the location of the Kanli Technique, helping Yang Guo solve a major problem.

Later, Yang Guo inquired with Hao Datong and other senior disciples within the sect several times, but everyone said they had never seen such a person before. Even after searching through the entire Quanzhen Sect's roster, they couldn't find a corresponding name.

Yang Guo knew that the person was definitely a master.

True masters live in seclusion in the city; the other party must be unwilling to show themselves in front of the public and has been living in seclusion in this library.

But will I be able to meet this senior again today?

Yang Guo walked to the corner where he had last met the old Taoist priest. The surroundings were empty, with only the sound of the breeze rustling the pages of a book.

Yang Guo was unwilling to give up, so he slowed down and carefully examined each bookshelf on the third floor.

"Senior! I, Yang Guo, have some questions about martial arts that I would like to ask you. Please show yourself!" Yang Guo clasped his hands and shouted loudly at the empty pavilion.