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

Lu Wushuang squatted to the side, her hands itching to watch.

"Husband, quickly open it and take a look!"

"What's the rush?"

As Yang Guo spoke, he ran his fingers along the seam of the box.

"If there were any traps, your little face would be in big trouble."

Lu Wushuang shrank back, not daring to urge him any further.

Cheng Ying moved closer and whispered, "There's no smell of medicine on the wooden box, and I can't hear any metallic spring sounds from the seams."

"If there really is a mechanism, it's most likely at the bottom of the box."

Yang Guo glanced at her and laughed, "You're quite clever."

Cheng Ying lowered her eyes: "I'm just afraid something will happen to you."

Although these words were spoken lightly, they left a rather unpleasant taste in Lu Wushuang's ears.

She snorted and moved the tinderbox closer to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo ignored the two women's ulterior motives.

He used his internal force to probe the gap in the box, confirming that there were no hidden mechanical springs or foreign objects inside, before he crossed his hands and slowly pushed the lid open.

The box was lined with a layer of yellowed silk cloth.

The silk cloth had long lost its luster, but it had not turned to ashes; two things were quietly placed on it.

A roll of animal hide and a small porcelain bottle.

Lu Wushuang immediately reached out to take it, but Yang Guo slapped her hand away.

"Don't touch it!"

"When examining the relics of a master, first check the smell, then check the seal."

"You think this is like picking up candy beans?"

Lu Wushuang covered the back of her hand and said aggrievedly, "I didn't mean to break it."

Yang Guo first took out the small porcelain bottle.

The bottle stopper was extremely tight, and it was also sealed with a layer of wax.

Although the wax color was dark, the seal was intact.

If the elixir can be sealed to this extent, its medicinal effects can likely still be preserved.

He uncorked the bottle and poured out three dark red pills.

The pills were only the size of a fingernail, with a dry and hard outer shell, but the inside emitted a strong medicinal fragrance.

The aroma is a mixture of the fishy smell of Bosoch snake gall and the heavy flavor of ginseng roots.

Having practiced the Nine Yin Manual, Yang Guo was extremely sensitive to qi. As soon as the pill landed in his palm, he felt a slight warmth in the meridians of his palm.

This is definitely a top-grade elixir for strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing its vital energy.

Cheng Ying also leaned closer to look for a moment, her expression becoming much more serious than before.

"This medicine is mainly composed of snake gallbladder, and is also supplemented with Polygonatum sibiricum, Salvia miltiorrhiza, and Lysimachia christinae."

"Snake gall is extremely fiery, purple ginseng can enter the blood, and mountain marrow grass can protect the blood vessels."

"The alchemist probably used Polygonatum to suppress the potency of the medicine because he was worried that the patient's meridians could not withstand it."

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow.

"You also know how to make medicine?"

"Peach Blossom Island has a vast collection of books, but I've only learned a little bit about them."

Cheng Ying paused here, then added, "This medicine is mild and gentle; it can treat external injuries and also stabilize internal energy."

"But it has been stored for too long. After ingesting it, remember not to force yourself to circulate your internal energy, otherwise the strong medicinal effects will reopen old wounds."

Yang Guo nodded.

This statement is basically in line with his own judgment.

Seeing that he was still examining the object, the eagle couldn't help but stretch its neck and let out a cry, clearly annoyed that he was dawdling too much.

Yang Guo laughed and scolded, "What's with the rush? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Brother, you should at least check the product before taking it, right?"

"What if your master left behind a laxative back then? How could I, the dignified leader of the Quanzhen Sect, be embarrassed on the spot? How could I face anyone after that?"

Lu Wushuang burst out laughing.

Although the eagle didn't understand the words "laxative," it could tell that he was talking nonsense. So it immediately raised its wing and slapped it on the stone bed, causing dust to fall in a flurry.

Yang Guo stopped teasing it, took out a pill and put it directly into his mouth.

As soon as the pill's outer shell broke, a bitter taste rose first, followed by the powerful medicinal force sliding down the throat and into the stomach.

This medicinal power doesn't rush around like snake gall; instead, it first sinks into the stomach, then splits into several strands, slowly traveling along the Ren and Du meridians and the Dai meridian.

Yang Guo immediately sat down cross-legged, placing his palms flat on his knees.

He did not activate the Qiankun Technique, but instead used his internal energy to guide the medicinal power.

When the medicine reached the wound on my back, the stinging sensation under the skin was immediately suppressed, and the edges of the scab began to itch, which was a sign that the wound was healing quickly.

As the medicinal power sank further into the dantian, the two sword intents were also enveloped by the medicinal power, and the force that was originally clashing with each other was also reduced.

The heavy sword has a powerful sword intent, which will compress the meridians when it falls.

Chongyang's sword intent is upright and righteous, and when he walks, it stimulates his meridians.

Neither of these are ordinary internal forces; relying solely on brute force to suppress them will only make things more chaotic.

While this medicine can temporarily alleviate the symptoms, it is not a cure.

When Yang Guo opened his eyes, he already had a judgment in his mind.

These three pills are for protecting your life, not for breaking through to higher realms.

He put the remaining two pills back into the porcelain bottle, sealed the bottle, and carefully put it away close to his body.

"Husband, how is it?" Lu Wushuang asked.

"nice one."

Yang Guo stretched his shoulders and back, and felt much better.

"At least I won't be held back by this wound today."

Cheng Ying watched his movements and whispered, "You can't push yourself anymore because of the injury on your back."

"If that snake king is still at the bottom of the valley, we'd better find another way out."

Yang Guo, mimicking her usual tone, casually said, "Brother Yang, please take care of yourself."

Cheng Ying was taken aback, then realized that he was imitating her usual way of speaking, and her face immediately became even hotter.

Lu Wushuang was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

"Cousin, he really imitates you perfectly!"

Cheng Ying glared at her, but didn't actually get angry.

Yang Guo then picked up the rolled-up animal skin.

The hide was tough and had some old marks on the edges, as if it had been cut from the belly of some kind of strange beast.

There is no ink on it; all the characters were directly engraved using internal force.

Each stroke penetrates halfway into the skin, with even depth and uniformity.

To be able to utilize internal energy to this extent, the person making the move has clearly reached an extremely high level of control over their power.

He slowly unfolded the animal hide and looked at the beginning first.

There was no name left on it, nor were there any pleasantries or small talk.

The very first sentence is written very directly.

"Both the energies of strength and gentleness are used by the human body. If used improperly, they will turn against their master."

Yang Guo's gaze sharpened.

These words hit him right where it hurt!

He immediately continued reading.

What was recorded on the animal hide was not some peerless martial arts technique, nor an internal energy cultivation method, but a record of cultivation.

The predecessor who wrote this book divided true qi into three categories.

Firstly, it is the vital energy that nourishes life.

Secondly, it possesses an aggressive and conquest-like aura.

Thirdly, it is about spirit and ambition.

The vital energy that sustains life is stored in the internal organs, and its importance lies in its continuous and uninterrupted flow.

The energy of attack flows through the meridians, emphasizing the instantaneous release of force.

Spirit, on the other hand, is attached to martial arts insights. It can be used to form techniques, but it can also backfire and injure oneself.