Chapter 1035 — Sworn Sisterhood
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 1 of 4
The Alchemy Master watched him, and behind the bronze mask his gaze was deep and veiled.
Shen Mu's heart was uneasy; after all, such a request was a truly shameless thing to ask.
"Some time ago, when the Lame Elder robbed tombs, he stole a great many corpse demons and sent them to me. Through those corpse demons I came to understand the structure of a god's body thoroughly. Even the Divine Treasury I have finished studying through and through, or I could never have instructed others in how to open their own Divine Treasures. But the medical dao, I have never found.
" The Alchemy Master said lazily: "I can swap a man's head, swap his heart, even unravel the mystery of the inheritance of the Divine Treasures and the Heavenly Palaces, transplant a Divine Treasury or a Heavenly Palace. Yet never once have I found where the medical dao lies. Perhaps in our line of work there is no such thing as a medical dao at all. " Shen Mu said with righteous gravity: "A healer's benevolent heart, hanging up the gourd to succor the world, saving the common folk from pestilence, dispelling sickness and pain before ever it sprouts—is that not the medical dao?
" The Alchemy Master laughed in fury: "Fine words from a stinking brat—and you expect me to perfect the medical dao, when it is I who expect you! Hang up your gourd and succor me first!
I sweated and bled to raise you to this size, looking to you to support me in my old age, to casually invent eighty or a hundred kinds of Emperor Throne techniques for me to pick and choose from. And what do you do? You won't even trouble yourself to cultivate and show us old fellows a little filial piety—instead you expect us to have all your techniques prepared for you! " Shen Mu's face reddened slightly, and he stammered: "Grandpa Dan is not old at all. Compared with gods and demons, Grandpa Dan is in the very bloom of youth.
As the saying goes, every craft has its own master. Grandpa Dan is first in the world in the art of medicine, first in the world in the art of poison; the Jade-Faced Poison King is no empty name. I barely rank second, and would never dare contest with Grandpa Dan the chance to be remembered in the annals. " When the Alchemy Master heard the words "remembered in the annals," his heart was stirred, but then he said with a frown: "Though I have analyzed the structure of the fleshly body to the utmost, there remains the primordial spirit, which I have not unraveled. The primordial spirit involves the movement of the primal essence; the primal essence flows through the fleshly body and through the primordial spirit alike.
Only by understanding its mysteries could one know whether the medical dao exists. " Shen Mu's words brimmed with the power to inflame a man's heart: "Grandpa Dan, a dao is made by men walking it! There was no dao of painting in this world, yet Grandpa Blind walked one out by main force and became a Grandmaster! There was no dao of the sword in this world, yet Emperor Kai walked one out by main force and contended with the Heavenly Sovereign!
Grandpa Dan will surely walk out a medical dao as well, and become the Supreme of the Medical Dao, whose fragrance lingers ten thousand generations! " The Alchemy Master felt his blood surge at these words, and he mused: "Yet besides the primordial spirit and the primal essence, I must also understand the divine consciousness. Too hard, far too hard. The Lame Elder stole me many corpse demons; through them I can understand the fleshly body and the Divine Treasures, but corpse demons have no primordial spirit, nor any divine consciousness. .
. " "Grandpa Dan needs a test subject that can be tormented however you please without ever dying? " Shen Mu ventured. The Alchemy Master nodded: "I had thought of that myself.
The best candidate would be Xing Han; Xing Han can stand any torment.
But Xing Han is not highly skilled in divine consciousness. .
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" He glanced at Shu Jun.
Shen Mu glanced at Shu Jun as well.