Monk, there are many ways to recover from trauma. As long as they are not dead, if a Ganlin technique goes down, the injury can slowly recover. There is no injury, which cannot be solved by the Ganlin technique. If one is not enough, then another one.

However, no monk is willing to repair his injuries in this way.

When the monk casts a spell, there is already a backlash.

Casting spells to heal people's injuries is not a big backlash.

However, if the number of treatments is too much, no one can afford this backlash.

Therefore, the monks who traveled in the red dust would occasionally take action to treat the wounded, but they would never go to the army to treat the wounded.

Zhuge Liang also has this scruple.

This is also the reason why since he Zhuge Kongming came out of the mountain, the army has fought one after another, and there are not a few wounded in the army, but Zhuge Liang only vigorously promoted medical officers in the army, increased the number of medical officers in the army, and ordered the medical officers to improve their medical skills, but never cast a spell to treat the wounded.

Treating wounded soldiers in the army?

No monk would dare do that!

What's more, more than a month ago, near the left side of Xicheng County, Zhuge Liang cast a spell to destroy Zhang Xiu's group of zombies, so that he was condemned by heaven, not only lost a few years of life, but also seriously injured his internal organs, and he has not completely recovered until now.

But now, in Jiameng Pass, Zhuge Liang is ready to do this.

First, as long as it is not a backlash that will die immediately, he Zhuge Liang can still afford it.

Who called him Zhuge Liang to be lucky now?

The backlash of casting spells, as long as it is not a curse or something, will give priority to reducing the monk's luck.

Moreover, in order to buy people's hearts.

Well, to be more precise, it is to buy the heart of the army for the lord Liu Bei.

……

Soon, the wounded soldiers were carried out into the clearing.

When he heard that Zhuge Liang was going to cast a spell to treat the wounded soldiers, Liao Hua was a surprise in his heart.

When he was robbing his house at the foot of Mangdang Mountain, he was beaten by a little girl next to Zhuge Kongming and was bruised all over his body, and later he was recovered from his injuries by a spell of this Zhuge military master.

The memory is still fresh, if there is Zhuge Military Division to help, these wounded soldiers will naturally be fine.

"What is the purpose of bringing the wounded soldiers here?"

"Could it be that this young man will cast a spell to save him?"

Seeing the wounded soldiers being carried over one by one, the remaining defenders were a little surprised.

Just now, someone close enough to hear it, it seems that this young man will cast a spell to heal those wounded soldiers.

Everyone was chattering and muttering.

At this moment, even the remnants of the veterans, who were already a little numb, had a trace of excitement in their hearts.

Zhuge Liang was dressed in a white robe, holding a feather fan in his hand, wearing a scarf on his head, and looking like a jade tree in the wind. Some of the sergeants were well-informed, and they knew that there were monks in the world.

"Could it be that this young man is also a monk?" The well-informed sergeant looked forward to it.

Soon, the wounded soldiers who should have been carried out were carried to the open field; As for the wounded soldiers who did not carry them, they could no longer be called wounded soldiers. The carriage I saw when I entered the customs just now had already gone out of the city to burn the body.

Glancing at the wounded soldiers all over the ground, Zhuge Liang knew it in his heart.

"Fortunately, there are less than 1,000 wounded soldiers, so there is not much of a problem."

Zhuge Liang breathed a sigh in his heart, and began to prepare to cast a spell.

If there are too many wounded soldiers, he Zhuge Liang will suffer a big loss if he doesn't do it well.

Of course, judging from the current situation in Jia Mengguan, the total number of wounded soldiers is naturally more than a little bit, but the wounded soldiers who should die are also about the same, and there must not be many left. This point Zhuge Liang's heart has long been bright.

……

Zhuge Liang sat cross-legged among the wounded soldiers, and just sat with his eyes closed under the curious and expectant eyes of the wounded soldiers. Only if he didn't wave the feather fan, it showed that he seemed to be casting a spell at the moment.

"This is spellcasting?"

"Why is there no movement?"

Whether it was the wounded soldier lying on the ground or the veteran watching around, they all felt a little disappointed.

In everyone's expectation, wouldn't the monk make a big disturbance when he cast a spell?

But now, there is no movement!

Suddenly, Liao Hua felt something.

Well, to be precise, Liao Hua felt as if there was a little rain slipping down his face.

Liao Hua looked up at the sky, the sunset was hanging on the mountains in the west, and there was not the slightest cloud in the sky overhead, it didn't look like it was going to rain. So, where did that little raindrop come from?

"Is it a delusion?"

Liao Hua was a little puzzled, but he still stretched out the back of his hand, ready to feel it again, whether it was raining or not.

Soon, Liao Hua felt it, and there seemed to be a few drops of rain, dripping on the back of his hand.

"Well, it must be raining, right?"

Liao Hua was not sure in his heart, and then looked at the back of his hand, but did not see the traces left by the rain.

"Not rain?"

Liao Hua stared at the back of his hand, only to see a little "water droplet" that seemed to be rain falling out of thin air, dripping on the back of his hand, and then sliding two or three times before it merged into the back of his hand.

Then, a few small wounds on the back of the hand were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This feeling has been experienced by Liao Hua.

"Kong Ming's spell has taken effect!" The excitement in Liao Hua's heart is indescribable.

For monks, as long as the target is not dead, the wound or something is a minor problem. Now that the spell has begun to take effect, almost all the remaining wounded soldiers in Jia Meng Pass have been saved.

Moreover, even the other surviving veterans should be able to heal from some minor injuries on their bodies, right?

Liao Hua raised his eyes and saw that in mid-air, within a radius of 100 steps, there seemed to be a light rain. However, there was no rain on the ground, and there was no trace of rain on the soldiers.

The rain drops fell on the soldiers and seeped into their bodies.

The wounds on the wounded soldiers are also slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some of the rotten wounds, the rotten flesh and the thick juice were squeezed out and slipped aside.

Under the effect of the spell, what it feels like when the wound heals, Liao Hua has a deep understanding.

As a result, the open space in Jiameng Pass was instantly filled with comfortable moans. Fortunately, this is Guancheng, and there are no people, so naturally there are no women, otherwise it is really possible for people to misunderstand.

……

The ordinary version of the Ganlin technique, Zhuge Liang can naturally wave his hand.

But now, there are nearly a thousand wounded soldiers in the field, and it is not something that an ordinary version of the Ganlin Technique can treat.

The treatment of wounded soldier after wounded soldier?

He Zhuge military division doesn't have so much spare time.

Yes, what Zhuge Liang is now performing is an enhanced version of the Ganlin Technique.

Well, it's another name for the monastic world, which is called Gan Kai Descent. It's a small-scale spell that everyone in the monk world knows about since it was invented by a monk who is so idle, but no one has ever cast it.

The Ganlin technique used by a single body is not willing to be performed by monks, let alone a spell for group healing?

Range spells, Zhuge Liang can't wave his hand, it takes some time to brew.

Therefore, it was only after waiting for a short time that the spell gradually took effect.

"Hah, the wound is healing!"

"We're finally saved!"

The wounded soldiers witnessed the healing of their wounds and the improvement of their bodies, and those who were relatively lightly injured almost jumped up on the ground to express their cheers.

PS: This chapter has been revised, as for why so many chapters are released today? Well, birthdays!

There are too many chapters released, and prevention is inevitable, but they were all revised quickly.