Chapter 23 The Alchemy Girl Will Not Get Hurt (13)
"Do you think I don't dare to report you? Or do you want to get rid of someone like Castro on the way?" Lacy shouted, "All the teachers and students here are witnesses, even if you can get rid of them secretly.
Get rid of me, you can’t get rid of everyone secretly!”
"No, no, no, you misunderstood me. Forget about Castro, how could I want to get rid of a great alchemist like you, Lacy?" Avicenna parted the crowd with a smile and spoke again.
He made a "please" gesture towards the exit, and even bent down, "I want you to report as you like, I don't mind. As long as you come back and continue your work when you are satisfied, I won't do anything."
Lacy didn't understand where Avicenna's confidence came from. He waved vigorously to the teachers and students: "Let's go! Let's go to the governor to report Avicenna's crimes!"
Before the teachers and students could leave the teaching building, a man who looked like a soldier came over, holding a thick stack of paper in his hand.
"Lord Avicenna, the Governor has something important to ask you." The soldier cautiously scanned the surrounding crowd and said, "This matter is confidential. Please move to a quiet place to discuss it in secret."
"Confidential talks? Is there anything you can't say face to face?" Avicenna said with a smile, "Just tell me here!"
"This..." the soldier hesitated, "I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate."
"If I say it's appropriate, it's no problem! Just say it here!"
The soldier hesitated for a long time, and seeing that Avicenna had no intention of moving, he had no choice but to step forward and hand the stack of paper into Avicenna's hand, and said in the lowest possible voice: "This is written by the Governor for you.
New list of counterrevolutionaries."
"Ha! It's the new anti-rebellion list! The Governor gave it to me! Let me see, there are quite a few people there. Dandolo? Pietro? Weren't these two people killed by me a long time ago? The Governor wants to kill them.
Just their family? How cruel."
Avicenna deliberately read the contents of the paper to the teachers and students, then lowered his hand and handed the paper to Ahmed Gulani.
"Are we going to kill the infidels again?" Ahmed Gulani's little clay figurine excitedly took the stack of papers, and then walked out from everyone's feet in a swagger.
Lacy was shocked by what happened in front of her.
"Avicenna...Patisipachio...are you all crazy? Aren't you afraid?"
Avicenna laughed: "Afraid? What are we afraid of? There are now six magicians above the elf level here, and the defenders of the capital are only about five thousand, and the natural level can only be two or three at most, let alone
It is said that some of them are loyal to Patisipachio. Even if everyone else gets together, what can they do to me? Lacy, do you still want to report me to the governor now? It's better to spend less effort.
Just finish your work obediently."
"Avicenna...what do you want to do?" Lacy said, "Why are you so obsessed with refining the human body?"
"This is not what you should know. All you need to know is that as long as one of you succeeds, all of you will be greatly rewarded!"
"Avicenna! You don't understand alchemy at all!" Lacy said, "We can do things according to your instructions, but I advise you to give up your illusions as soon as possible. The refining of the human body is an extremely delicate and complicated step, and one mistake can cause serious damage.
It will lead to all previous efforts being wasted. At our level, it is impossible to succeed within a few years!"
"Don't worry, I only said half of what I just said. If you succeed, you will be rewarded. If there are so many of you and none of you can succeed..."
Avicenna sneered, gestured with his hand to scratch his neck, and then strode away in front of the astonished crowd.
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The girl has woken up.
When Avicenna pushed the door open, she was sitting by the window, wearing only a sheet picked up from the bed. Although she was fussy and crying last night, at this moment, she was as quiet as if she was being
There is a pot of flowers by the window. The branch with black hair covered with mud has just emerged from the ground, swaying gently in the wind.
Her black gem-like eyes and sculpture-like face were all slightly red under the reflection of the fire in the distance.
Avicenna came a little closer and heard her say:
"Look...God is carrying out great distillation in the universe again."
Avicenna repeated curiously: "Distillation?"
"Burning, sublimation...and then corruption, life just corrupts, and then is reborn in the soil, becoming clearer through distillation again and again...This is the deepest mystery of alchemy."
The girl turned her head, her eyes dim as if she had just woken up.
"Principal...I want to complete the great work...create a living person."
Avicenna was overjoyed: "If you want to do it yourself, that would be the best. Only those things that are made by craftsmanship, have never had a soul, have never made a mistake, have not been stained by original sin, have a perfect and clean body, can they be qualified to accommodate God.
Right seat!"
"Soul...?" the girl repeated blankly, "After creating the body, do we still need to consider the soul? Are the soul and the body separate? I have never thought about this issue."
"I can't give a definite answer. Although I have seen spiritual bodies, spiritual bodies are bodies made of a special kind of material and are not the same thing as souls. However, I can help you think about it."
Speaking of this issue, Avicenna suddenly became energetic.
"First of all, we assume that there is a person who was instantly created by God and was created completely. However, his vision is blocked; his body is suspended in a space without even air, and he cannot feel any resistance; his
The limbs and internal organs are also separated by God in a strange way, unable to meet or contact. So, can he still confirm his own existence?"
The girl looked at Avicenna blankly: "I don't know."
"You don't need to prove it, and you don't need to give the correct answer." Avicenna said, "You just need to think as you like, and then answer me, do you think this person can still confirm his existence?"
"I can't see things, I can't detect things in the outside world, I can't notice my own body..."
The girl blinked slowly a few times, then nodded affirmatively:
"Even so, he can still confirm that he exists,"
"As a being, he cannot determine any external limbs, any internal organs, any external things, or even his own length, width, and height, but he can still confirm his own existence? So, what exactly does existence mean?
What is it?"
"soul……?"
"It seems that you agree that the soul exists and does not need to rely on the body to exist. So obviously, creating the body and creating the soul require two completely different technologies. Paracelsus, although you can create
A body, but you cannot create a soul like God did."
The girl's eyes became more and more confused:
"So, even if I created the body, I still don't have the skills to understand the gods?"
"We mortals naturally cannot understand the skills of gods, and we don't need to. You just need to create a body." Avicenna said, "I will help you find the best alchemy laboratory in the school.
.As long as you can succeed, you don’t need to worry about it for the rest of your life, or even after you die.”
The city's firelight made the room flicker.
The girl suddenly held her head, her expression extremely painful.
"What's the matter?" Avicenna asked, "Let me show you?"
The girl shook her head.
"It's been too long...I can't remember some details. I...I'm going to look through my notebook again."
