"Yi Guang, I can't tell. Although the healing effect of your spiritual healing technique is poor, it consumes very little spiritual power. You can actually use it so many times." He followed Yi Guang and watched Yi Guang treat people. , Ming Fake said in surprise. "After all, it is a five-star quality spiritual beast soul, so it must have some merit. Besides, it also has the innate magic to restore spiritual power." Yi Guang said half-truthfully. In front of an eighth-level strong man, it would be very stupid for a zero-level rookie to conceal the level of his spiritualized beast soul. Of course, natural magic and contracted spiritual skills, even if the other party is a strong man in the holy realm, cannot be detected. "It seems that you are lucky. A spiritual master with the talent to restore spiritual power has a great future." Ming Fake nodded and said. Although he followed Yi Guang and observed the battlefield situation around him, Ming Fake never came to rescue him. The big bird in the sky was just above everyone, killing the shadow wolves that came within ten meters of them. Yi Guang, who has rich battlefield experience, can also see that the victory of mankind is only a matter of time. Although everyone may be tired, the casualties will not be too great. "It's a pity that when the Shadow Wolf attacks, soldiers who are not participating in the battle cannot be allowed to rest. Otherwise, once the sleeping soldiers are attacked by the Shadow Wolf, it will be really unfair. Although he was a little tired, Yi Guang still continued to treat the wounded soldiers, because he found that every time he cast the Great Compassion Curse on the wounded soldiers, a light spot would float out of the wounded soldiers and fly towards him, followed by the light behind his head. Nimbus fusion. Through the contract with the spiritualized beast soul, Yiguang can learn that the light spot is called compassion. And many wounded soldiers who have been treated will soon have more or less golden light spots floating on their bodies and pouring into their bodies. Yiguang can feel it. This is called gratitude. Although I don¡¯t know what the specific functions of compassion and gratitude are, my two ¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï¡ï qualified beast souls, one called Dharma and the other called Buddha¡¯s Light, are both related to Buddhism. This compassion and gratitude may It is related to the most important Buddha mind, Buddha nature or merit in Buddhism. In short, this kind of positive energy is definitely good for you. Thinking about his transformation from a battlefield killer to a field doctor today, Yiguang couldn't help but lament the fate. The battle lasted for more than twelve hours. Yiguang continued to use the Great Compassion Curse to treat the wounded soldiers. When his spiritual power was exhausted, he meditated on the spot to restore his spiritual power. Then continue to treat the wounded soldiers. After many repeated attempts, Yiguang has a more detailed understanding of some aspects of his contracted spiritual skills. For example, the current level 1 Ming Wang Heart Sutra, once used, can speed up the recovery of spiritual power by 50%. Originally, it would take two hours to meditate to restore spiritual power to its optimal state, but performing the Mingwang Heart Sutra only takes one hour and twenty minutes to complete. With full spiritual power, Yiguang can cast the Great Compassion Curse 25 times. And I learned from Ming Fake that the average level 0 spiritual master can only perform the lowest level of healing magic about 10 times. Yiguang's Great Compassion Curse only has the same healing effect as others, and the number of times is two and a half times that of others. In addition, Yiguang has the innate magic to restore spiritual power, which is completely reasonable. After the battle was over, Yi Guang continued to treat the wounded soldiers for more than three hours. Finally, he was too exhausted. When he was recovering his spiritual energy, he leaned over and fell asleep. "Little girls, have you seen this? This child has good conduct, mature mind, and firm will. Moreover, you see that those fourth- and fifth-level healing masters have long been exhausted and have been carried to rest. He is a zero-level spiritual master, but he can persist until now. It shows that his spiritual power is extremely powerful. His future achievements are limitless. I don't want to harm you by introducing him to you. Don't make mistakes." Fa Ke looked at Yi Guang, who was lying on the ground sleeping, and lectured the two little girls who had been following Yi Guang. "Thank you for your advice, uncle." My sister looked at Yi Guang, who was sleeping soundly, and finally bowed to Ming Fake. I don¡¯t know how long I slept, but Yiguang was woken up by someone. When I woke up, I was immediately shocked by the pungent smell of blood, and I woke up instantly. Yi Guang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Uncle Ming Fake who woke him up. Turning around and looking around, he couldn't help but take a breath of air. "What happened?" Yi Guang couldn't believe that so many things had happened to him just after taking a nap. There were fires everywhere, and the ground was covered with shadow wolf corpses, giant snake corpses, fist-sized mosquito corpses, and densely packed soldier corpses. On the two huge wooden frames that were erected, two strong men from the Holy Realm were nailed to them. They were already too dead to die. The strong man from the holy realm who had drank with Yi Guang was tied up and thrown aside, unconscious. There are black-armored warriors all around who are finishing their blows. With Yiguang's eyes, it can beIt can be seen that the black armor on these black-armored warriors and the weapons on their hands are not armored or weaponized, but are made of real metal. "Are you surprised?" Ming Fake looked at the extremely shocked Yi Guang and asked with a gentle smile. "Yes!" Yiguang answered without hesitation. The Ming Fake at this time was completely different from the Ming Fake he saw during the day. During the day, Ming Fake was a wretched uncle, but now Ming Fake exudes the majesty of a superior. Yiguang had only seen this kind of supreme majesty without anger in a founding general in his previous life. "Have you ever heard of the Dark Temple?" Ming Fake looked at Yi Guang and asked. Yi Guang shook his head. After time travel, he had only heard of the Sealed Temple. "Haha, how could there be no dark faith and dark temple in such a world ruled by darkness? Then you must have never heard of Feng Linhuoshan, right?" Ming Fake continued to ask. "Feng Linshan? Which Feng Linshan, the Feng Linshan in Sun Tzu's Art of War, or the Feng Linshan that the little Japs talk about?" Yiguang cursed in his heart. "Dark Temple, Feng Linhuo's four commanders, I am Lin among them." Ming Fake explained. "Huh - it turned out that everything was just a coincidence, it scared me so much." Yiguang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. "Yi Guang, I want to ask you something." Ming Fake said to Yi Guang. "I don't think you will let me do anything too difficult, right?" Yiguang said awkwardly, not wanting to accept it but unable to refuse. Of course, Yi Guang believes that this Ming Fake will definitely not harm him, because he wants to harm himself. With the actions he is showing now, he can annihilate two strong men from the holy realm, capture a strong man from the holy realm alive, and annihilate 30,000 people. Judging from the strength of the army, there is no need to talk nonsense to myself. ¡¾The new book needs everyone's support. It is updated twice a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. As expected, I got up late on weekends. ¡¿