When Yun Sheng returned home, the pheasants in the mountains had already crowed two or three times. She was carrying half a bottle of the remaining hemostatic agent, thinking about what Ye Beiming and Damo Yang said in her mind.
Dharma soul... vision...
In fact, during Ye Beiming's high fever, she also quietly checked Ye Beiming's eyes when she was applying cold compresses to him.
Yunsheng uses mydriasis examination that does not require 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 should have been necrotic for many years.
His eye nerves have also been completely damaged.
In this case, unless a corneal transplant in the modern sense can be performed and a pair of transplantable corneas can be found, it is impossible for his eyes to recover.
Although he still doesn't know what the Dharma Soul is, there is one thing that Yun Sheng can be sure of, that the Great Magician Yang deceived Ye Beiming.
Magic, can it be so miraculous that it can regenerate dead flesh and restore necrotic nerves? !
impossible! At least it is impossible with the cultivation base of Master Yang.
Yun Sheng thought about his thoughts and walked all the way to the front of the house, only to regain 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.
The rooster crowed three times before the sky turned white. According to common sense, at this time, his father Yun Canghai was still hungover.
So Yun Sheng didn't climb the window, but slipped in directly from the main entrance.
Just as he stepped into his hut, he suddenly heard a pop, and the kerosene lamp in the house was lit.
Yun Canghai waited by the window, his gaze was icy cold.
Yun Sheng has grown so big, she has never seen Yun Canghai like this before.
On the bed, Xiao Hei curled up on the ground and barked at Yun Sheng aggrievedly.
Yun Canghai gave him a look, and both Yun Sheng and Xiao Hei shivered.
"Father," Yun Sheng cleared his throat, and quickly made up a credible excuse in his mind, "Sheng'er knew he was wrong, I shouldn't stay out at night and stay in the Fa Temple to make hemostatic agent."
After that, she handed over the hemostatic agent in her hand.
"Why are there bloodstains on your body?" Yun Canghai ignored the medicine that Yun Sheng had made, he sharply saw a small bloodstain on Yun Sheng's lapel with sharp eyes.
It was Yun Sheng who accidentally left behind when cleaning Ye Beiming's wound.
She was distracted all the way just now, and didn't notice the blood on her body.
"That's..." Knowing her father Mo Ruonu, Yun Sheng had countless reasons to justify, all of which were instantly overturned by her.
She knew that Yun Canghai was not a person to be fooled easily.
"Someone in Famiao was injured, I will help him treat the wound," Yun Sheng recounted the incident roughly, including the conversation between Ye Beiming and Great Magician Yang.
I thought that Yun Canghai would dismiss her words, after all, who would easily believe that the venerable Great Sorcerer of the Dharma Temple would be a bad magician who studied forbidden magic.
On the Promise Continent, even children know that magic includes the magic of the four elements of wind, water, earth, and fire, as well as some secondary magic. But there is a kind of magic, although it is also secondary magic, it has always been the least popular existence in magic.
Whether it is the temple of the law or the ordinary magician, they are all secretive about it, that is taboo 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.
The most notorious taboo magic in the history of the mainland is called the roar of ghosts. It is said that it was invented by a dark magician named Lin more than a thousand years ago.
It caused the most powerful empire on the mainland at that time, the Jura Empire, to be destroyed overnight into ruins full of bones.
Lin himself, also because of that magic, became the joint name of the mainland countries and even the Dharma Temple, Zhaoting, and Hunter Union.
In the end, several great magicians from the law temple at that time jointly took action, using fire magic, and Wan Lai Shengyan was burned alive.
After Lin's death, the Fa 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 order to pursue powerful magic power, and there are many working magicians in the temple.
A large part of the reason why Dao Dao Yang was willing to station at the Jiaoye Dharma Temple was that he wanted to use this remote mountain village Dharma Temple to carry out shady Dharma soul transplants.
After Yun Sheng finished speaking, she looked at her father anxiously, for fear that he would open her mouth to reprimand her.
Yun Canghai was silent for a long time, "From today onwards, you don't need to go to the Fa Temple anymore."
"Father?! You believe my words!" Even Yun Sheng couldn't figure out what the Great Magician Yang was up to, but Yun Canghai actually understood it
"You are my daughter, I have no reason not to believe your words," Yun Canghai firmly said these words when he saw his daughter's cautious and tired little face in the morning light.
Words, short but powerful.
This is a typical Yun's answer.
It was only then that Yun Sheng realized that his father was a little different today.
He put on clean clothes, and shaved off the beard stubble that had been on his face all year round. He looked clean and fresh, as if he looked younger all of a sudden.
Vaguely, one could see the appearance of Yun Canghai when he was young.
"Sheng'er, do you really want to learn magic?" Yun Canghai suddenly changed the subject, his eyes burning, looking at his surprised daughter.
"I want... I don't want to," Yun Sheng nodded and shook her head again, she did not forget the promise she made to her father, but she was unwilling to lie to her father, "I think, but I can't condense magic elements."
"That's because, compared to others, you lack the soul of Dharma." These days, Yun Canghai has noticed all of Yun Sheng's little moves.
Including her hard work up the mountain to pick moonshine grass and make moonshine herb, in order to become a magic apprentice.
"Dharma Soul?" This was the second time Yun Sheng heard this completely unfamiliar term in a day.
Master Yang mentioned the soul of the law, and it was the soul of the law that he wanted to exchange with Ye Beiming. His father Yun Canghai also mentioned the soul of the law, but the grandfather of the village chief, including the magicians of the law temple, never told the children in the village Mentioned this strange term.
"That's right, the soul of Dharma, also known as the soul of magic." Yun Canghai spread his hands.
Those were a pair of typical magician's hands, slender and sensitive.
It was also a father's hand, strong and steady.
In Yun Canghai's hand, there was a magic measuring crystal.