Chapter 682: Chapter 613, Cultivation Technique, Name List_1 Chapter 682: Chapter 613, Cultivation Technique, Name List_1 After lunch, Gu Jian and Granny Gu sat under the eaves to digest their food when Daohua couldn’t help but ask, “Master, do you know about the Eight Meridian Pill?”

Gu Jian looked up at Daohua, “Why are you asking about this?”

Daohua quickly sat down beside him, “Today I saw someone with very impressive qinggong. They crossed a river over a hundred meters wide with just two ‘swooshes’, and I was thinking how great it would be if I also had such formidable skills.”

Gu Jian glanced at her, “You’re a girl, why aren’t you focusing on proper women’s work instead of thinking about all these odds and ends?”

Daohua disagreed, “How is this odds and ends? It’s very important. Even if I don’t practice, Xiao Yeyang and my two brothers have to, especially since they are members of the Jinling Guard and their duties are quite dangerous.”

Hearing this, Gu Jian looked at Xiao Yeyang, “Do you want to use medicine to open the extraordinary channels and collaterals?”

Xiao Yeyang nodded, “If it’s possible, of course I hope to do so. After all, relying solely on my own cultivation, it may take ten or twenty years or more to open the extraordinary channels and collaterals.”

Upon hearing her master ask this, Daohua realized he must know about the Eight Meridian Pill and quickly inquired, “Master, do you have an Eight Meridian Pill?”

Gu Jian rolled his eyes in annoyance, “If the Eight Meridian Pill was so easy to obtain, the world would be full of experts in internal martial arts.” He paused, “However, your master does indeed know how to concoct the Eight Meridian Pill.”

Upon hearing this, both Xiao Yeyang and Daohua were overjoyed.

But the next moment, Gu Jian threw cold water on their excitement, “Knowing how to concoct it is one thing, but being able to actually do so is another matter entirely. Not to mention others, the main ingredient for concocting the Eight Meridian Pill, the Jingmiao Grass, is almost impossible for anyone to procure.”

“This herb can be found only by chance, and in my whole life, I’ve encountered it only once by serendipity and never again even heard anyone mention it.”

“Moreover, the other herbs required for the Eight Meridian Pill are not easy to collect either. Even if one could collect them all, the efficacy is directly linked to the quality of the herbs.”

Daohua promptly said, “Master, let me see the recipe. Maybe I can gather all the herbs needed to concoct the Eight Meridian Pill.”

Gu Jian gave his disciple a sidelong glance and casually listed a string of herb names, “These herbs require not only good quality but also a certain age. Some martial aristocratic families may not be able to gather even a few of them over several generations. The herbs you grow in your garden are all common ones; how many can you collect?”

Daohua couldn’t help but grumble, “Don’t underestimate me.”

And as it turned out, she actually had just mentioned the herbs, all growing in her space.

Although these herbs were rare, ever since she began to manage her medicinal garden, she had been in contact with medicinal herb traders from distant lands and had collected many fine herbs from them, even trading them for precious items like ginseng grown in her space.

Currently, two-thirds of the fertile land in her space was used for growing various medicinal herbs.

However, since the herbs in her space had never been processed, taking them out directly would certainly arouse suspicion in both her master and Xiao Yeyang, so Daohua decided not to say anything more, planning to tell them after the herbs had been processed.

Indeed, opportunities were reserved for those who were prepared.

Now, she was only one Jingmiao Grass short of being able to concoct the Eight Meridian Pill.

Daohua looked at Gu Jian, “Master, although Jingmiao Grass is hard to come by, I think someone must have harvested it before.”

Gu Jian said, “Jingmiao Grass grows in harsh and perilous climates. Those who go out to seek and harvest it are mostly people with needs. If they actually find it, they would use it right away, not leave any behind.”

Daohua frowned, “Doesn’t anyone keep it? Even if they don’t keep the whole plant, wouldn’t they at least save a seed to plant?”

Hearing this, Gu Jian was at a loss for words, “The rarity of Jingmiao Grass is precisely due to its harsh growing conditions. Even if I gave you the seeds, you wouldn’t be able to grow it. Jingmiao Grass is a medicinal herb, not a vegetable from the garden – do you think you can just grow it as you please?”

Daohua protested, “I have to try, right?”

Seeing that Daohua was very keen to try planting it, Xiao Yeyang mused for a moment, “I’ll help you look for it.”

Daohua quickly nodded with a smile.

Gu Jian glanced at Xiao Yeyang, and since his nephew was willing to indulge his disciple, he refrained from saying more, only instructing, “I understand your desire to improve your martial arts, but you must not recklessly use medicine to forcibly clear your channels.”

“I know. Some aristocratic families developed medicines to forcibly open the extraordinary channels and collaterals. However, aside from the Eight Meridian Pill, other medicines might have some effects but also cause severe side effects, damaging the body and shortening the lifespan.”

Xiao Yeyang nodded, “Don’t worry, Master Gu, I understand the serious implications and won’t act recklessly.”

Just then, noticing that Granny Gu was getting sleepy, Daohua helped her into the house to rest. When she came back out, she suddenly remembered something and quickly asked Wang Manman to bring out the bundle that Dog Xiaoqi dug up today, “Master, take a look, is this a martial arts manual?”

No sooner had Daohua opened the bundle than Gu Jian and Xiao Yeyang each reached out and took one item – one took the sheepskin scroll and the other took the piece of paper.

“Where did you find this?”

“Where did you get this internal cultivation technique from?”

Both asked aloud simultaneously.

Seeing their reactions, Daohua realized she might have stumbled upon dumb luck once again and hastily called Bi Shi over, recounting to him how Dog Xiaoqi found the items.

After listening, Xiao Yeyang immediately stood up and left the courtyard.

Soon after, Daohua and Gu Jian saw a Hidden Guard emerge from somewhere outside the courtyard; Xiao Yeyang whispered a few words to him and then quickly left.

Upon returning, Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua and Gu Jian, “I’ve sent someone to clean up the scene.”

Daohua quickly said, “Bi Shi has already cleaned it up.”

Xiao Yeyang held up a piece of paper, “This is a letter used for communication by the members of the Eight Princes Party. Your maid isn’t professional enough. I’ll send a Hidden Guard to check again to ensure no traces are left for the people from the Eight Princes to find. Moreover, I want the Hidden Guard to wait there and see if they can catch the person who comes to retrieve the items.”

Gu Jian nodded, “It’s worth checking out; the person who left these items is definitely no ordinary individual.”

Daohua turned to Gu Jian, “Master, you just said this is an internal cultivation technique; is it very powerful?”

Looking at his disciple, who was full of curiosity, Gu Jian smiled: “You’re quite fortunate, my girl. This is a superior internal martial arts cultivation technique. In an aristocratic family of martial artists, it would be treasured as a family heirloom, and you’ve just stumbled upon it.”

Joy appeared on Daohua’s face, “Really? Then can Xiao Yeyang and the others practice it?”

Gu Jian nodded, “Of course.”

Daohua beamed, “That’s wonderful!” Then, looking at Xiao Yeyang, she said, “You and second brother and third brother should practice it together when we get back.”

Xiao Yeyang closely examined the parchment and nodded, “Alright, I’ll make three copies when I get back. But this original…”

Without a second thought, Daohua said, “You keep it.”

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua with a smile, “This is a cultivation technique that could be passed down through a family, and you’re just giving it to me?” Although he had many cultivation techniques himself, none were as good as this one, which was probably a secret technique of a certain family or power.

Daohua rolled her eyes at him, “If you want to pass it down, then do so. When we get back, I’ll also copy the technique onto a couple of parchments and then pass it on to my second and third brothers as a family heirloom.”

Xiao Yeyang laughed and naturally slipped the parchment into his robe.

Daohua then asked, “By the way, what’s written on that letter?”

Xiao Yeyang shook his head, “We’ll only know after it’s been deciphered.”

Daohua said, “But master has the Tao Te Ching, why don’t you start deciphering it right away?”

Seeing that Gu Jian did not object, Xiao Yeyang took the letter into the main room and began decrypting the content on it.

Soon, a long list of names appeared on the paper.

Xiao Yeyang’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the list, “I know who left this behind.”

Daohua asked, “Who is it?”

Xiao Yeyang replied, “The Monk who injured me, Wentao, and Wen Kai before.” Clearly, the Monk knew he wouldn’t survive and thus recorded the list of names from the Eight Princes Party he knew about, evidently intending to leave it for those behind him for self-defense.

Daohua looked realization, “No wonder Xiaoqi found that bundle; he must have picked up on the scent from you all during the fight.”

Xiao Yeyang smiled, “Xiaoqi’s nose is indeed quite sensitive.”

Daohua nodded, “Xiaoqi has the most sensitive nose among the seven hunting dogs.”

Xiao Yeyang stored the deciphered list safely and stood up to look at Gu Jian and Daohua, “I’m afraid I can’t accompany you any longer; I have to go back and take care of some things.”

Gu Jian did not stop him, “Important matters come first; just be sure to stay safe.”

Xiao Yeyang nodded and turned to Daohua, “The cake, quickly cut me a piece so I can taste it.”

Daohua hurriedly had Wang Manman bring the cake over.

As soon as the box was opened, a large pink pig’s head was revealed.

Seeing it, Xiao Yeyang burst into laughter, “Your pig’s head cakes are getting better and better.” After a pause, he looked at Daohua, “Seems like the pig has made its way into your heart, hasn’t it?”

Daohua gave him a sidelong glance, “I can’t help it; who doesn’t love eating pork?”