Chapter 447: Golden Book and Jade Book
Inside the Stone Forest Cave, Feng Yang had expanded the small space a lot, making it about the same size as a house outside. Yuan Li put his hands in his pockets and squinted his eyes. If it weren't for the Taoist robe he was wearing, he would have thought he was a wealthy man from some wealthy family.

A large bronze cauldron with a three-legged turtle and a snake entwined in it was brought over by Feng Yang using the teleportation method, and he prepared the medicine according to Yuan Li's method.

"Thousand-year-old ginseng roots, hundred-year-old red fruits, nearly a thousand-year-old green spirit and red ganoderma..."

Feng Yang placed various herbs while muttering to the medicine list. Yuan Li grinned, "Fortunately, my Taiqing Sect has some background and a large family business. If it were someone else, it would take a lot of effort just to collect these medicinal ingredients."

"The Grandmaster has spent a lot of money."

Wang Yansheng said respectfully, Yuan Li waved his hand and said, "We are family, so we should not talk behind each other's backs. It is not a loss to be able to exchange this material thing for a chance of turning things around in the future. Now that you have entered the Taiqing Sect, you are the face of the Taiqing Sect, so you should dress up well."

"Let's be frank. Your identity is questionable, and I am just taking a gamble. You have already caught the eyes of the immortals, and it is useless to hide it any further. My Taiqing Sect won the first place for the sake of future incense and worship."

"I promise that in my Taiqing Sect, whenever you meet someone older than you, no matter if they are first-generation disciples, true disciples, or outer sect disciples, they will all call you Junior Uncle."

Yuan Li brushed off the powder that fell on the corner of his clothes and said, "I can no longer see clearly the future of the cultivation world, and I can't figure out where it's going. But I believe in Fellow Daoist Qing Hong, and I also believe that you are not an ordinary person. In the end, cultivators are just playing chess, gambling with their lives, playing against the heavens, gambling with people, gambling with cause and effect, gambling with fate. Since it's a gamble, why not make a big one."

He looked at the medicine cauldron and said, "I used our sect's secret method and elixir to help you through your growth period, and used our sect's heritage to help you gain the opportunity to travel the world. I only hope to gain a glimmer of hope for our sect in this catastrophe. You understand this principle, I understand it, and Fellow Daoist Qinghong understands it even better, otherwise he wouldn't have sent you to me."

Wang Yansheng was stunned by the sudden opening of his heart. He glanced at Yuanli and knew that this old man, whose cultivation had declined, had seen through many things. Some people were like this, their clear mind would not be obscured by the lack of things like cultivation, but instead they could see things more clearly.

"Grandmaster, since Yansheng has entered the sect, he naturally considers himself a disciple."

Wang Yansheng did not make any promises. After all, boasting about his current level of cultivation would only make people laugh. What he lacked was to transform his deep potential into powerful strength, and this would not be too far away.

"Your words are enough. It would be too much to force it. Yansheng, please enter the cauldron and let me see how powerful your hidden sword bone will be when it is sharpened."

Yuan Li laughed and pointed at the medicine cauldron with his hand. The medicine liquid in the cauldron rolled several times, cooking all the spiritual medicines together like boiling soup. At first, it had some mixed colors, but under the catalysis of Feng Yang's magic power, it now showed a light green color.

There was nothing mysterious about the green medicinal liquid, and it didn't even have the slightest strange fragrance. The air was filled with the only lingering medicinal smells of many spiritual fruits and elixirs.

Seeing Yuan Li's actions, Wang Yansheng no longer hesitated and turned over to enter the medicine cauldron. The medicine cauldron was very large and could easily accommodate three or five people.

"I'll use the elixir to stimulate the major acupoints all over your body and inspire the potential of your body. You will feel some heat, and numbness in your flesh and bones. These are all normal phenomena. Don't be alarmed." Yuan Li warned.

Wang Yansheng sat cross-legged at the bottom of the cauldron as instructed. The green elixir almost covered his shoulders. He focused his mind and transformed his external breath into fetal breath, slowly entering a state of meditation.

Big bubbles gradually appeared in the elixir, and the medicinal power contained in it penetrated into Wang Yansheng's body through his spiritual orifice, slowly developing his potential.

'It's a little hot, but not uncomfortable. I thought the master was afraid that some strange feeling would shake my mind,' Wang Yansheng thought as he meditated. The pure medicinal power crawled through every inch of his flesh and blood, causing a slight heat and some numbness and itching in his bones, but it was indeed not uncomfortable.

There was a tripod with steam rising from it and a person sitting inside it. There were two people standing next to the tripod, staring at it eagerly. If you didn't know, you would think it was the chief of some cannibal tribe having a meal!

"I have also used this elixir recipe on several sword geniuses in the sect. It only takes a short while for them to be boiled to the point of screaming. Their sword bones will open and they will comprehend the origin of sword intent."

Afraid of disturbing Wang Yansheng, Yuanli signaled Fengyang to set up a soundproofing sound: "But Wang kid doesn't feel any pain or itch. You must know that this pain and itch does not come from the body, but from the soul. It is to stimulate the soul with medicinal essence, nourish the soul, and enhance the adaptability of the sword bone to the sword intent and the comprehension of the sword. It is not an ordinary pain. Even if it were me, I would hum a few times after boiling for several hours. Could it be that Yansheng's will is so strong?"

He chuckled. This was a good thing. Only if you are strong enough can you cope with the disasters in the future. After Yuan Li finished laughing, his face changed and he said in a cold voice: "Since we have this opportunity, we naturally cannot let it go. Increase the dosage and activate the firepower. It is worth it even if I spend all my Taiqing Sect's inner treasury."

"Don't feel bad about these things. Yansheng is a kind-hearted guy who knows how to repay kindness. I won't be wrong. The more we give, the greater the rewards will be. Don't hold back, do your best!"

After receiving Yuanli's order, Fengyang no longer cared about anything else. He raised his hand and took a pill to restore his energy. He released a real fire, cooking the big cauldron, and added countless precious medicines into the cauldron. For a moment, the fire illuminated the entire cave and reflected on the faces of Yuanli and the other man.

The medicine became more powerful, and Wang Yansheng only felt warm all over. No matter how ferocious the medicinal essence was, it became a docile little lamb after entering his body. Those precious medicinal essences beat his bones and nourished his flesh. Wang Yansheng's body gradually showed strange signs.

Fine lines spread all over his flesh and blood, like meridians. His bones became more crystal clear, jade-colored, emitting white light. His magic power became purer. Wang Yansheng could not help but take a comfortable breath. After a while, he fell asleep in the boiling elixir.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Yansheng woke up, only to find that he was no longer in the stone forest cave, but instead in a quiet mountain range.

There were mountains and ridges one upon another, and the mountains and rivers undulated endlessly. Sometimes he felt as if he was supported by the mountains and was wandering among the peaks. Sometimes he felt as if he was on top of a high mountain, looking down on all the other mountains and feeling happy.

When he came to his senses again, he was standing at the foot of the mountain. In front of him were high peaks that pierced the sky. Wang Yansheng closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling a mysterious call echoing among the mountains, yet being vaguely blocked.

He suddenly saw a stone tablet several feet away. He raised his leg and walked forward. It was a stone tablet without any words. Wang Yansheng's mind moved, and he ran his fingers across the not-so-smooth surface of the tablet.

The spiritual light flowed on the stone tablet, gradually merging into golden patterns, weaving out a few lines of small characters.

'It is so high against the sky, and a path slants through the clouds'

"The swordsmanship is divine, and it can cut through the chasm in one blow."

'The body carries the meaning, the golden book and the jade book'

'The True Book of the Ten Thousand Swords'

(End of this chapter)