When Yun Sheng returned home, the pheasants in the mountains had already crowd two or three times. She was holding half a bottle in her hand and using the remaining hemostatic agent, thinking about what Ye Beiming and Magic Director Yang said.
Dharma soul...sight...
In fact, during the period when Ye Beiming's fever persisted, she also quietly checked Ye Beiming's eyes while giving him a cold compress.
Yun Sheng uses a dilated eye examination that does not require too much medical equipment.
She used a small amount of salt water and dripped it into Ye Beiming's eyes, and found that the cornea was completely necrotic. Judging from the situation, it must have been necrotic for many years.
His eye nerves have also been completely damaged.
In this case, unless a corneal transplant surgery can be performed in the modern sense and a pair of transplantable corneas can be found, it will be impossible for his eyes to recover.
Although he still didn't know what the magic soul was, Yun Sheng was certain of one thing. Magician Yang had deceived Ye Beiming.
Could magic be so magical that it can regenerate dead flesh and restore dead nerves at the same time?!
Impossible! At least with Master Yang’s cultivation level, it’s impossible.
Yun Sheng thought about his thoughts and walked to the door of his house before he came back to his senses.
Earlier, after discovering that Ye Beiming was injured, she sent Xiao Hei home first and hid in her bed, pretending that she had returned home.
After the rooster crows three times, the sky turns white. According to common sense, at this time, my father Yun Canghai is still hungover.
So Yun Sheng didn't climb through the window, but slipped in directly through the front door.
Just as he stepped into his hut, he suddenly heard a pop and the kerosene lamp in the house turned on.
Yun Canghai was waiting by the window, his eyes cold.
Yun Sheng has never seen Yun Canghai like this in all his life.
On the bed, Xiao Hei huddled on the ground and barked at Yun Sheng in grievance.
Yun Canghai handed it over with a look, and both Yun Sheng and Xiao Hei trembled.
"Father," Yun Sheng cleared her throat and quickly made up a credible excuse in her mind, "Sheng'er knows that I was wrong. I shouldn't have stayed up all night and stayed in the Dharma Temple to make a hemostatic agent."
After saying that, she handed over the hemostatic agent in her hand.
"Why are there blood stains on your body?" Yun Canghai ignored the medicine prepared by Yun Sheng. With sharp eyes, he saw a small blood stain on Yun Sheng's lapel.
It was accidentally left behind when Yun Sheng was cleaning Ye Beiming's wound.
She was distracted along the way and didn't notice the blood on her body.
"That's..." Zhifu Mo Ruonv, Yun Sheng's countless excuses in her mind were instantly overturned by her.
She knew that Yun Canghai was not an easy person to fool.
"Someone in the Dharma Temple was injured. I helped him take care of the wound," Yun Sheng narrated what happened in general, including the conversation between Ye Beiming and Magic Director Yang.
I thought that Yun Canghai would be dismissive of her words. After all, who would easily believe that the highly respected Archmage of the Temple would be a bad magician who studied forbidden magic.
On the Wuji Continent, even children know that magic includes the four elements of wind, water, earth, and fire, as well as some collateral secondary magic. But there is a kind of magic that, although it is also a secondary magic, has always been a central part of magic.
, the most unpopular existence.
Whether it is a magic temple or an ordinary magician, they all keep it secret, that is, forbidden magic.
Forbidden magic, also known as dark magic, is a kind of magic that is opposite to light magic. Magicians who practice dark magic are called dark magicians.
One of the most notorious taboo magics in the history of the mainland is called the Roar of Hundred Ghosts. Legend has it that it was invented by a dark magician named Lin more than a thousand years ago.
It caused the most powerful empire on the continent at that time, the Jura Empire, to be destroyed overnight into ruins filled with corpses.
Lin himself, because of that magic, became the joint pursuit of all the countries in the mainland and even the Dharma Temple, the Court, and the Hunter Union.
In the end, several major magicians from the Dharma Temple at that time jointly took action, using fire magic and Wan Lai Holy Flame to burn him alive.
After Lin's death, the Dharma Temple issued an edict that anyone who practiced forbidden magic would be killed without mercy.
Forbidden magic has since become a taboo for mainland magicians.
However, there are still many magicians who secretly learn dark magic in pursuit of powerful magic power, including many working magicians in the Dharma Temple.
A large part of the reason why Master Yang is willing to garrison at the Jiaoye Dharma Temple is that he wants to use this remote mountain village Dharma Temple to carry out the shameful Dharma Soul Transplantation.
After Yun Sheng finished speaking, he looked at his father anxiously, fearing that he would angrily rebuke him.
Yun Canghai was silent for a long time, "From today on, you don't have to go to the Dharma Temple anymore."
"Father?! You believe what I say!" Even Yun Sheng couldn't figure out what Magic Director Yang had in mind, but Yun Canghai actually understood?
"You are my daughter, and I have no reason not to believe what you say," Yun Canghai said firmly as the sky grew brighter and he saw his daughter's careful and tired little face in the morning light.
Words, brief but powerful.
This is a typical Yun's answer.
Only then did Yun Sheng realize that his father was a little different today.
He put on clean clothes and shaved off the stubble that had been on his face all year round. He looked clean and fresh, as if he had suddenly become a few years younger.
Vaguely, one can see Yun Canghai's appearance when he was young.
"Sheng'er, do you really want to learn magic?" Yun Canghai suddenly changed the subject, looking at his astonished daughter with burning eyes.
"I want to... I don't want to," Yun Sheng nodded and shook her head. She had not forgotten the promise she made to her father, but she was unwilling to lie to her father. "I want to, but I can't condense the magic elements."
"That's because compared to others, you lack the Dharma Soul." These days, Yun Canghai has noticed all Yun Sheng's little moves.
Including her hard work going up the mountain to pick moonlight grass and make moonlight herbs in order to become a magic apprentice.
"Dharma Soul?" This was the second time in one day that Yun Sheng heard this completely unfamiliar term.
Magician Yang mentioned the Dharma Soul. What he wanted to exchange with Ye Beiming was the Dharma Soul. His father Yun Canghai also mentioned the Dharma Soul. However, the village chief, including the magicians from the Dharma Temple, had never given it to the children in the village.
I mentioned this unfamiliar term.
"Yes, the soul of magic is also called the soul of magic." Yun Canghai spread his hands.
They were a pair of typical magician's hands, slender and sensitive.
That is also a father's hand, strong and steady.
In Yun Canghai's hand, there is a magic measuring crystal.