Chapter 722 — The Good Man and the World-Destroying Fiend
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" Shen Mu laughed, "Elder sister, turn over; there is still a hole in the back of your head that has not been mended.
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. slowly now, mind your brains do not spill out.
Grandpa Alchemist, the Art of Creation cannot take the place of medicine, nor of the alchemist. " He healed the back of Di Yiyue's head, and said, "First, the Art of Creation is very hard to master. It is not impossible to cultivate it to my level — one whose talent is as outstanding as mine, spending tens of thousands of years in diligent cultivation and bitter practice, could most likely manage it too.
" Others might not know the difficulty of the Art of Creation, but he knew it plainly enough. His mastery of the Art of Creation came chiefly from the Red Emperor's Mind; without the Red Emperor's Mind, who could say in what year or month he would have comprehended it to his present level. "And moreover, the human body is a great system, and the flesh of a god or a fiend is a small world in itself.
The Art of Creation can mend the body, but to maintain the balance of the human body's system and the equilibrium of a god's or fiend's flesh-world — that requires the alchemist. " Shen Mu dispersed the runes, took out a small mirror, and handed it to Di Yiyue, saying, "Elder sister, take a look — is it as it was before? "