Demon Suppression Martial Competition
Redakteur: Dragon Boat Translation
Cheng Xu was confused and did not understand.
"It's just like the same scenery. Different painters will have their own artistic conception and charm when they draw it. What you have to do is to find your own artistic conception and charm on the basis of pharmacology."
Disciples know how to send the blood.
Cheng Xu took a deep breath and thanked him respectfully. Then, he hurried back to his cave abode and began to try.
Seeing Cheng Xu leave with a face full of enlightenment, Chi Yao Zhenren's face was full of gratification. It was a unique and strong sense of accomplishment.
"Too fast, really too fast!"
Chi Yao Zhenren clicked his tongue and sighed. Back then, the first time he asked his master this question was three years after he started learning alchemy.
He did not expect his disciple to raise such a crucial question in just half a year.
The speed was so fast that even he, as his master, felt that it was unreal.