Chapter 1351 — The Healing Art
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When the furnace opened, a spirit pill flew out; the Alchemist's palm rotated gently, and the pill alighted in his hand. His fingertip brushed the pill, and abruptly there came the cry of a sword: from within the pill burst thousands upon thousands of sword lights, which around him took the form of a Heavenly Palace of the Sword, shrouding the entire swift boat!
Then the medicinal power withdrew, and the Palace of the Sword sank back into the pill. Watching this, Shen Mu felt a strange and dizzying sensation rise in his heart, and he asked with the salute of a disciple, "Grandpa Alchemist, why does the Way of Medicine show itself in such a way? What is the Way of Medicine?
" The Alchemist put away that spirit pill and said joyfully, "It was only after I came to the Ancestral Court that I comprehended the Heavenly Palace of Medicine, and then, not long ago, I obtained this Taishu primordial liquid from you, and at last I have thought the Way of Medicine through.
Mojang said: the way of man is to take from the insufficient and serve the surplus; the way of heaven is to take from the surplus and make up the insufficient. There is sense in those words — but the Way of Medicine is not the same.
" His eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"The Way of Medicine is also the way of man: to take from the surplus and make up the insufficient.
Man has birth, aging, sickness, death, injury, and pain. Man cannot be born — so medicine aids birth; man grows old — so medicine slows aging; man falls ill — so medicine cures illness; man nears death — so medicine delivers death; man is wounded — so medicine heals the wound; man suffers pain — so medicine treats the pain.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death are nature — and man must walk against nature, seeking out from every principle of nature a road that runs counter to nature.
Little Shen, this is the Way of Medicine. " He manifested his own Heavenly Palace of Medicine and said with a smile, "My cultivation is insufficient, so I treat it with medicine; I use spirit pills and wondrous drugs to raise my own cultivation realm.
I have no skill in swordsmanship, no understanding of sword arts, no comprehension of the Way of the Sword — and so I use the Way of Medicine to refine the pill of the Heavenly Palace of the Sword. In this way, taking a spirit pill lets me temporarily possess a Heavenly Palace of the Sword, and my strength surges. " "It is said that when one method is mastered, a hundred methods are mastered; when one way is accomplished, a hundred ways are accomplished.
So it is with the Way of Medicine. Little Shen, though you surpass me in cultivation strength beyond all measure, though you surpass me greatly in wit and talent, there are still two things in which I have always surpassed you. " He held up two fingers. "The first is my looks. The second is the Way of Medicine.
Your Way of Medicine is only the entry; you must go on cultivating it! " Shen Mu bowed and said, "I naturally agree with the second point, Grandpa Alchemist. But as to the first, I must respectfully disagree.
" The two of them laughed heartily. "Then how confident is Grandpa Alchemist now of curing Celestial Venerable Yue?
" Shen Mu asked again.
"Three parts in ten.
" The Alchemist raised another finger and said calmly, "I cannot read a Celestial Venerable's great Way; I do not have a Celestial Venerable's attainments.
If you can perceive Celestial Venerable Yue's dao wound, then I shall have ten parts in ten!
Though it is I who will treat Celestial Venerable Yue, the key still lies in your eye!
" Shen Mu's brows lifted. The swift boat came to the outside of the Ancestral Court and sailed into the bridge of spiritual-energy translocation. Before long the boat arrived at Jingping, flying over the Yuan World and making for the peach grove beside the Gate of the Dao.