Chapter 28 The Soul of Magic

When Yun Sheng returned home, the pheasants in the mountain had already croaked two or three times. She was carrying half a bottle of the remaining hemostatic agent, thinking about what Ye Beiming and Yang Da Magui said in her mind.

Soul... vision...

In fact, during the period of Ye Beiming's high fever, she also quietly checked Ye Beiming's eyes while applying cold compresses to him.

Yunsheng uses a mydriatic examination that does not require much medical equipment.

She used a small amount of saline and dripped it into Ye Beiming's eyes, and found that the cornea had been 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 cornea transplant can be performed in the modern sense and a pair of transplantable corneas can be found, it is impossible for his eyes to recover.

Although he still doesn't know what a magic soul is, there is one thing that Yun Sheng can be sure of. The magician Yang Da deceived Ye Beiming.

Magic, can it be magical enough to regenerate the dead flesh and restore the necrotic nerves? !

impossible! At least it is impossible with Yang Da's cultivation base.

Yun Sheng thought about what was on his mind, and went straight to the front of the house before he came back to his senses.

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

The rooster croaked three times, and 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 front door.

Talent had just stepped into his hut when he heard a pop, and the kerosene lamp in the house came on.

Yun Canghai waited by the window, his eyes turned cold.

Yun Sheng grew up so big, and he had never seen such a Yun Canghai before.

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

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 knows it's wrong, I shouldn't stay home at night and stay in the Dharma Temple to make hemostatic agents."

After all, she handed the hemostatic agent in her hand.

"Why are there blood stains on your body?" Yun Canghai ignored Yun Sheng's prepared medicine. With his sharp eyes, he sharply saw a small blood stain on Yun Sheng's clothes.

It was Yun Sheng accidentally left behind while cleaning Ye Beiming's wound.

She had just wandered all the way, not noticing the blood on her body.

"That's..." Knowing her father, Mo Ruonv, Yun Sheng instantly overturned the countless reasons she wanted to justify.

She knew that Yun Canghai was not a person to be fooled easily.

"Someone is injured in the Fa Temple, and I will help him deal with the wound," Yun Sheng recounted the whole story, including the conversation between Ye Beiming and Yang Da Magi.

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

On the Promise Continent, even children know that magic includes the four elemental magics of wind, water, earth, and fire, as well as some secondary magics. But there is a kind of magic. Although it is also secondary magic, it has always been the most unpopular existence in magic.

Whether it is the law temple or the ordinary magician, they are all secretive about it, that is forbidden magic.

Forbidden magic, also known as dark magic, is a kind of magic that is opposite to light magic. A magician who practices dark magic is called a dark magician.

One of the most notorious taboo magics in mainland history is called Baigui Furious Roar. 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 a ruin full of bones.

Lin himself, because of that magic, became a joint pursuit of the mainland countries and even the Dangfa Temple, the Zhaoting, and the Hunter's Union.

In the end, several major magicians from the Dharma Temple at that time jointly shot, using fire magic, and the holy flame of Wanlai was burned alive.

After Lin's death, the law 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 law temple.

A large part of the reason why Yang Da was willing to go to the Jiaoye Dharma Temple is that he wanted to use this remote mountain village Dharma temple to carry out a shameful spiritual transplant.

After Yun Sheng finished speaking, he looked at his father nervously, for fear that he would scold him angrily.

Yun Canghai was silent for a long time, "From today, you don't need to go to the Fa Temple anymore."

"Father?! You believe what I say!" Even Yun Sheng couldn't understand, what the hell is the mind of the great wizard Yang, and Yun Canghai actually understood?

"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 face in the morning light.

The words are short but powerful.

This is a typical Yun's answer.

Only then did Yun Sheng realize that today's father is a little different.

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

Vaguely, he could see Yun Canghai's appearance when he was young.

"Sheng'er, do you really want to learn magic?" Yun Canghai suddenly changed the subject, his eyes were burning, looking at his surprised daughter.

"I don't want to... I don't want to," Yun Sheng nodded and shook her head again. She didn't forget the promise she made to her father, but she didn't want to lie to her father, "I think, but I can't condense magic elements."

"That's because, compared to others, you lack the spirit of magic," Yun Canghai saw all of Yun Sheng's little actions these days.

Including her laboriously going up the mountain to pick moonshine grass and making moonshine herbs, in order to become a magic apprentice.

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

The magician Yang Da mentioned the magic soul. What he wanted to exchange with Ye Beiming was the magic soul. His father Yun Canghai also mentioned the magic soul. mentioned this unfamiliar term.

"Yes, the soul of magic, also known as the soul of magic." Yun Canghai spread his hands.

It was a typical magician's hand, slender and agile.

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

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