When Yun Sheng returned home, the pheasants in the mountains had already crowed two or three times, and she was carrying half a bottle of the remaining hemostatic agent, thinking about the words of Ye Beiming and Yang Da Demon Dao in her head.

Dharma Soul ...... Vision......

In fact, during the time when Ye Beiming's high fever did not go away, she also quietly checked Ye Beiming's eyes when she gave him a cold compress.

Yunsheng uses dilated pupil 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 had been completely necrotic, and judging by the situation, it should have been necrotic for many years.

His eye nerves have also been completely damaged.

In this case, it is impossible for his eyes to recover unless a corneal transplant in the modern sense of the word can be performed and a pair of corneas can be found.

Although he didn't know what the magic soul was, one thing, Yun Sheng was sure that Yang Da Demon Guide had deceived Ye Beiming.

Magic, can it be so magical that the dead flesh is reborn and the necrotic nerves are restored?!

No way! At least with the cultivation of Yang Da Demon Dao, it is impossible.

Yun Sheng thought about his thoughts, and walked to the door of the house before coming back to his senses.

Earlier, after discovering that Ye Beiming was injured, she sent Xiao Hei home first, hiding in her bed, pretending that she had returned home.

The rooster crowed three times, and the sky revealed the white of the fish's belly, 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 through the main entrance.

As soon as he stepped into his hut, he heard a pop, and the kerosene lamp in the house was on.

Yun Canghai waited by the window, his eyes cold.

Yun Sheng has grown so big, and he has never seen such a sea of clouds.

On the bed, Xiao Hei shrank on the ground and barked at Yun Sheng aggrievedly.

Yun Canghai handed over a look, and Yun Sheng and Xiao Hei both shuddered.

"Father," Yun Sheng cleared his throat and quickly made up a credible excuse in his mind, "Sheng'er knows it's wrong, I shouldn't have stayed up at night and stayed in the Dharma Temple to make hemostatic agents." ”

With that, she handed over the hemostatic agent in her hand.

"Why are there blood stains on your body," Yun Canghai ignored the medicine made by Yun Sheng, and with a pair of sharp eyes, he sharply saw a small blood stain on Yun Sheng's clothes.

It was accidentally left by Yun Sheng when he was cleaning Ye Beiming's wounds.

She had just wandered all the way, and she didn't notice the blood stains on her body.

"That's ......" Knowing father Mo Ruonu, Yun Sheng's countless reasons to justify were instantly overturned by her.

She knew that Yun Canghai was not a person who was easy to fool.

"Someone in the Dharma Temple is injured, I'll help him deal with his wounds," Yun Sheng roughly recounted what had happened, including the conversation between Ye Beiming and Yang Grand Demon Guide.

I thought that Yun Canghai would disdain her words, after all, who would easily believe that the highly respected Grand Magician of the Dharma Temple would be a bad magician who studied forbidden magic.

On the Infinity Continent, even children know that magic includes the four elemental magic of wind, water, earth, and fire, as well as some collateral 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 a temple or an ordinary magician, it is very secretive, that is, forbidden magic.

Forbidden magic, also known as dark magic, is a type of magic that is the opposite of light magic, and magicians who practice dark magic are called dark magicians.

One of the most notorious forbidden spells in the history of the continent, called the Hundred Ghost Roar, is said to have been invented by a dark magician named Lin more than a thousand years ago.

It caused the Jura Empire, the most powerful empire on the continent at the time, to be destroyed into ruins overnight.

Lin himself, because of that magic, became a joint hunt by the mainland countries and even the Dangfa Temple, the Summoning Court, and the Chasseur Guild.

In the end, several major magicians of the Dharma Temple at that time jointly attacked, using fire-based magic, and the Ten Thousand Flames were burned alive.

After Lin's death, the Dharma Temple issued an edict that anyone who cultivated forbidden magic would be killed.

Forbidden magic has since become a taboo for magicians in the mainland.

However, there are still many magicians who secretly learn dark magic in order to pursue strong magical powers, and there are many in-service magicians in the Dharma Temple.

A large part of the reason why Yang Da Demon Dao was willing to station in the Banana Leaf Dharma Temple was that he wanted to use this remote mountain village Dharma Temple to carry out the unsightly Dharma Soul transplantation.

After Yun Sheng finished speaking, he looked at his father worriedly, for fear that he would open his mouth and scold him angrily.

Yun Canghai was silent for a long time, "From today onwards, you don't have to go to the Dharma Temple anymore. ”

"Father?! You take my word for it!" Even Yun Sheng couldn't figure out what the intentions of Yang Da Demon Guide were, and Yun Canghai actually understood?

"You are my daughter, I have no reason not to believe your words," the sky was getting brighter, and in the morning light, seeing her daughter's little face that was both careful and tired, Yun Canghai said these words firmly.

The words are short but powerful.

This is a typical Yun answer.

Yun Sheng realized that today's father is a little different.

He changed into clean clothes, and the stubble on his face that had been on his face all the year round was also shaved off, and he looked clean and fresh, as if he had suddenly aged a few years younger.

Vaguely, you can see the style of Yun Canghai when he was young.

"Sheng'er, do you really want to learn magic?" Yun Canghai suddenly changed the topic, his eyes burned, and he looked at his daughter in surprise.

"Think...... No," Yun Sheng nodded and shook her head again, she hadn't forgotten the promise she had made to her father, but she didn't want to lie to her father, "I think, but I can't condense the magic element." ”

"That's because you lack the soul of the law compared to others," these days, Yun Sheng's small actions, Yun Canghai has seen them all.

Including her hard work to go up the mountain to pick moonshine grass and make moonshine herbs, in order to become a magic apprentice.

"Law Soul?" This was the second time in a day that Yun Sheng had heard this completely unfamiliar term.

Yang Da Demon Guide mentioned the magic soul, what he wanted to exchange with Ye Beiming was the magic soul, and his father Yun Canghai also mentioned the magic soul, but the village chief's grandfather, including the magicians of the Law Temple, never mentioned this unfamiliar term to the children in the village.

"Yes, the Soul of Magic, also known as the Soul of Magic." Yun Canghai spread out his hands.

It was a typical pair of magician's hands, slender and sensitive.

It was also a father's hand, strong and steady.

In Yun Canghai's hand, there is a magic crystal.