The breath spins out, spitting out a white mist.

Chen Yu was steaming and hot all over, obviously the previous activities were more intense, at this moment, the qi and blood were surging, and between the movements of his limbs, the musculoskeletal engraved this memory in the depths, and gradually turned into an instinctive reaction ability.

Withdrawing his fists and gasping slightly, he took the wet towel that had been prepared next to him and wiped the sweat off his upper body.

Swallowing a mouthful of spiritual liquid, until his body had soothed this breath a little, he ran the Soul Breathing Technique, and in a faint stinging feeling, a warm current surged up from the stomach, transmitted from the liver organs to the whole body, and was exhausted for a while, and the fatigue on his face was instantly dissipated.

The ichor is so good.

Chen Yu sighed, as the number of times he used it gradually increased, after a deep understanding of the spiritual liquid again and again, he became more and more aware of the preciousness of such an item.

Under the mountain, it is estimated that it will be regarded as a treasure by those martial artists who are covered with scars, and I am afraid that they will not stop if they don't grab their heads and bleed.

In the body, through the perception of the transmission and reception of force, although it is a little rough and blurry, you can still find that all the dark wounds in your body are slowly healing.

Internal strength doesn't have this effect, that thing is already stimulated by muscle collision, and it is easy to mess up the body, so all the credit has to fall on the spiritual fluid.

Of course, this is also because Chen Yu has no spare money and time to go to the mountain to buy and add, otherwise he can learn to rely on tonic medicine to heal the dark wounds accumulated in his body like other martial artists.

It's just that the cost is too terrible, some body medicine is too rare, the growth is hidden, and the quantity is extremely rare, which can be called hard to find, and the price is priceless.

Now, Chen Yu relied on mouthfuls of spiritual liquid poured into his belly, but instead obtained a far milder and more effective therapeutic effect than tonic.

The key is that there are no side effects.

It is a medicine with three poisons, but the spiritual liquid is similar to a tonic, but the essence is not like this, but the aura that is bred by the spiritual machine.

"It's not the ichor that needs to be worried about now, it's your own liver."

The liver is resisting, crying out for pain.

Chen Daguan is helpless, he is a casual person, and he rarely deliberately pursues anything.

'Diligent study' and 'hard work' are not at all related.

Practicing martial arts is an interest, and it is a curiosity about martial arts that I have not been exposed to in my previous life, but it is like thunder.

For him, don't want him to practice in winter and summer in this life. It's one thing to practice or not, and it's another thing to practice it.

In the same way, the same is true for studying spiritual machines, delving into exercises, breathing spiritual fluid, and so on.

It's all about preference, and I don't have too many desires in my heart.

But after the operation of the Soul Strengthening Technique, the strength of his body can be seen with the naked eye.

It's okay to do it once or twice, but after ten or twenty times, the pleasure of quickly becoming stronger is simply addictive.

Fortunately, he Chen did not read someone's Taoist scriptures in vain, and he pressed it hard, and did not force himself to exceed the limit.

However, the number of exercises thirty times a day was still filled by him, but he endured it without further practice.

Without him, it hurts the liver with practice.

"Let me think about it, there seems to be some left in the prescription for protecting the liver."

The pressure on the liver from 30 exercises a day is still a bit excessive, and Chen Yu feels that it is necessary to either shorten it or reduce it, or improve the new method.

However, the Huling Strengthening Technique has only been created for a few days, and no matter how much inspiration there is in his mind, he is still groping, and it is unlikely that there will be progress in a short period of time.

So there is only one way left, to replenish the liver.

Again, the medicine is three parts poisonous, so he only plans to find something gentle, the effect of the medicine is not intense, and the moisturizing thing silently has a tonic effect on the liver and relieves pressure.

Raising Qi Fang? Six Divine Poison Cleansing? TECO Nine Treasure Soup?

Flipping through his memories, he quickly locked on to his target.

……

Utility room, on a wooden shelf.

Chen Yu took off the wooden box, opened it, and took out a stack of books from it.

There are three words at the beginning: the Medicine King Sutra.

The tone is very large, but it is actually just a booklet that records medicinal herbs, and most of the records are common, and it is rumored that it was brought back by the second generation of the master and placed in the library. It is convenient for the Taoist priests in the temple to go into the mountains to find and pick after learning.

Library?

Here it is.

More than ten years ago, the old Taoist priest took over the position of the master, the Taoist temple is not as good as a day, the disciples are scarce, and the scriptures have not been taken care of and cleaned for a long time, and most of them have gradually entered the belly of the worm.

The library also existed in name only, and was later simply converted into a utility room.

This box contains some of the best-preserved scripture books that were left from the past.

Chen Yu looked through it two months ago, and it was basically gone.

There is only one book left that records the herbs of the "Medicine King Sutra" and a book of Taoist chatters "Yunsheng Chonglou".

The latter is about a Taoist priest named Yun Shengzi who went to a place called Chonglou under his adventure.

It's very similar to a certain story in the chat.

The predecessor and the old Taoist priest were almost carved out of a mold except for their martial arts talents, so they naturally didn't pay attention to these sundries.

After he arrived, he cleaned up, washed and dried the wooden boxes, and turned over the books several times, so that they have been preserved until now.

Wow –

Gently turned to a certain part in the middle, a page of yellow paper was presented, on which the villain was drawn and the text was recorded, but what Chen Yu looked at was a few lines of small characters in the corner next to him.

A liver-nourishing medicine called reed ginseng ointment.

Lu ginseng paste is not a miracle medicine, and the formula is widely circulated, otherwise it would not be recorded in a general knowledge book like the "Medicine King Sutra".

In addition to this recipe, there is another one that he also looks at differently - cloud turtle and deer ointment.

It's just that the latter requires deer antler velvet and cinnamon cories. One can't be found, the other doesn't know.

You can only go to the bottom of the mountain to buy.

"Looking at it this way, it's more reliable."

The predecessor of the reed ginseng was recognized, and it was picked in memory, not too precious, and grew in a depression behind Qingtai Mountain.

It is densely wooded, infested with mosquitoes, and tigers and leopards were heard to have been seen decades ago.

However, the predecessor didn't encounter it when he went there, so he should have either been hunted and killed by Orion, or he couldn't adapt to the change of environment and went elsewhere.

It's just that if you want to go to the deep mountains to collect medicine, you should be prepared at all.

I walked out the door and looked at the sky.

Recently, it has been raining constantly, and it is unpredictable, so it is better to wait for a while before going.

Recently, he had to reduce the number of exercises, so that the spiritual fluid nourishment and the body's natural recovery could keep up with the speed of his stimulation of the liver.

After paying attention, Chen Yu lost the lingering concern that lingered all the time, and his heart was clear, as if he had let go of some kind of desire, and his spirit was vaguely active.

Whew-

With a long breath, the deeds are decided, and then you have to find something to do for yourself, so as not to start thinking about it again.

"That's right!"

It was also this time that he looked at the medicine scripture and reminded him that he still had a pair of potions that he didn't match!

"This brain, what is going on day by day."

Baiyunsan's medicinal materials have been bought back for a long time, and they have been vacant, although they are all dried and he is not worried about damage, but he almost forgot about indulging in the rest of the things after coming and going.

But then I thought about it, my recent practice progress has not been slow, much faster than when I first started, so the white clouds in my heart when I picked the orange silver grass have almost forgotten now.

And to tell the truth, the medicine powder prepared in this prescription in the record said that it had a great effect on tempering Yunhe Gong.

Especially after taking it internally and soaking it outside, you can make great progress in both external and internal exercises.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't help but wonder, this thing could really be used with spiritual fluid?

Anyway, now that he remembered, he went to the back room, took out all the medicinal materials, and at the same time took the two medicinal pods that had been passed down from generation to generation, as well as a stone pound, and began to grind, ready to mix them out to try the results.