Pan Long's question, Bi Lingkong was also stunned. After a few seconds, she replied, "In my current situation, merit can naturally help a lot. For example, monks have several meritorious methods that can save the situation in one fell swoop. ”

"It's just ......," she paused, "and the art of merit cannot be done by others, and only those who have merit can invoke it by casting it themselves." In other words, it's useless for me to cast spells, but it's useful for you to cast spells yourself. But it's too late for you to learn now......"

"How long can you hold on?" Pan Long asked.

"If you concentrate on catching your breath, you should be fine for a day or two. But even the simplest method of 'Cihang Pudu' is not something that can be learned in a day or two!"

The crow lowered its head, looking very depressed.

Pan Long didn't think so, he asked, "What is the effect of Cihang Pudu's method?"

"Cihang Pudu is a bridge to cross the sea of suffering with merit, which can take people out of danger in an instant, and the place where it lands must be safe. This is a very famous Buddhist method of crossing misfortune, and many monks know it. The crow said, "But this method needs to be based on the 'Ten Beliefs, Ten Dwellings, Ten Lines, Ten Dedications, Ten Stages of Bodhisattva Practice', and at least you have to practice into the Ten Dwellings before you can perform it." ”

Pan Long also understood it in front, but he was confused in the back, he couldn't remember what ten and ten and that he couldn't remember in a hurry, let alone practice.

"Is there anything you don't need to practice?"

"Buddhism has two sects of Sutra and Esoteric Buddhism, Tantra pays attention to the three secrets of body and mind mantras, pursues harmony with gods ......and Buddhas, and the combination has supernatural powers, and there is not much research on merit, and it is not considered; There is no school of thought that does not require practice. ”

Pan Long was first surprised that Bi Lingkong knew so much about Buddhism, and then frowned and asked: "I once heard people say that there is a great virtuous and holy monk, who was just an ordinary man in the past, and once he learned Buddhism, gained great enlightenment, and had great magical powers...... Are those all lies?"

"It's not a lie, but people are all practicing for generations, and it seems that they were ordinary and mundane before, but in fact, the essence is different from the mundane, just like a treasure jade covered with dust, as long as the dust is wiped off, it will naturally reveal its true face. ”

Pan Long understood and couldn't help sighing.

There is really no way to do it overnight!

But after Bi Lingkong said it, he tilted his head sideways, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long while, she said, "I remembered what you said, Buddhism really has a way to directly use merit." ”

"What's the solution?" Pan Long suddenly came to his senses.

"The Buddha Gate has a dedication to the Buddha, singing: May this merit be solemn Buddha Pure Land. Report the fourfold grace, and the three hardships of the next aid. If there is a person who has seen or heard, he has developed bodhichitta. Do your best to repay yourself and live together in the Land of Bliss. Derived from this, there are several supernatural powers. One of the magical powers is called 'Pure Land Huaguang', which can be turned into a light with its own merits, which can be used to eliminate disasters and take refuge, and can heal diseases and injuries. ”

The crow paused for a moment and continued, "The trouble I am in now is too great, and it is not easy to take refuge from the disaster. But as long as I can heal a few critical injuries, I can take them by surprise and catch them off guard. Maybe when the time comes, it will be them who will flee for their lives. ”

Pan Long was overjoyed and asked, "Then how should I cultivate this magical power?"

The crow was stunned for a moment, and said a little dazedly, "I don't know either." ”

"You know the ins and outs of this supernatural power, but you don't know how to cultivate?" Pan Long felt a little incredible—isn't this equivalent to knowing both the formula and the relevant data, but not being able to calculate the results! How can there be such a ridiculous thing!

But when he thought about it, it seemed that there really was, and there were quite a few......

Bi Lingkong was also a little embarrassed, and explained: "Many of the magical powers of Buddhism are confused, and many of them can be cultivated as long as you know the ins and outs of this magical power. Some of them even if you don't know about this supernatural power, you will get it when you are successful in your practice...... The so-called 'Eight Great Magical Powers', 'Ten Great Magical Powers', 'One Hundred and Eight Little Magical Powers', 'Five Hundred Little Magical Powers', 'Eight Hundred Little Magical Powers'...... They don't know how to do it themselves, so how can I know how to practice?"

Pan Long was also speechless - you co-authored it for so long, and the final result was "I don't know"?

People who talk about cross talk often talk and pant for breath, but you are at a critical juncture!

Bi Lingkong hesitated for a moment and said, "Forget it, it's too late to cultivate or something now." You can make do with grinding the gun in the battle, and digging a well when you are thirsty is definitely going to die of thirst...... You better go, I think as long as I find a chance, I will not be difficult to escape if I am seriously injured. ”

As he spoke, the crow on the drawing paper remained motionless, and even the reddish color on his body dimmed, apparently Bi Lingkong withdrew this idea.

Pan Long sighed, turned around and left.

Bi Lingkong himself said that there was no way, what else could he do?

He fully exerted the light gong body method, walked further east, to the border of Yunzhou near Jingzhou, all the way over the mountains and mountains like walking on flat ground, only half a day, he walked out of hundreds of miles.

But even after walking so far, dark clouds still rolled overhead, obscuring the sky.

Above the dark clouds, there would still be a roar from time to time, and blood would drip at every turn, and it would be taken away by the land of the city god and even the demon king that emerged from the ground.

Pan Long walked around, and he was a little tired, so he found a spacious place to sit down and rest, and took out dry food and water.

While he was eating, his heart suddenly moved, and he remembered something.

If Bi Lingkong only needs to heal a few key injuries to recover his strength and save the defeat, then why don't he help her heal her?

In the Brave class, the Divine Spell has a "resuscitation technique", which can be directly cured no matter how serious the injury is.

Even if Bi Lingkong is too powerful, a recovery technique can't cure all her injuries, with her current magic value, this spell can be used three or four, how can it help!

He hurriedly checked the panel of the Brave Profession, but saw that the accumulated comprehension value was not much left, fortunately, it was enough to learn this spell.

So he hurriedly learned this spell, then took out the piece of drawing paper, and shouted at the crow inside the drawing paper: "Senior, are you still there, I have something to say!"

He shouted a few times, and only then did a slight light rise on the drawing paper, and the crow's body resurfaced reddish like firelight, and turned to look at him.

"I'm really not in a good situation right now, so let's talk about something. ”

Pan Long explained his solution, but the crow was stunned.

"You say, do you have a way to cure your injuries at once, regardless of the severity of your injuries?" she asked in disbelief.

"Anyway, for myself, it's useful. Pan Long replied, "I don't know how effective it will be for you, the demon god, but it never hurts to try." ”

Bi Lingkong hesitated, but shook his head.

"No, if I come down and ask you to help me heal, you will be able to cure me, and you will also show your face in front of the demon gods of the world from now on, I don't know how many people will think about you. And I am a thorn in the side of the Great Xia Dynasty, if you do me a favor, the Great Xia Dynasty will never let you go!"

"I'm not afraid!"

"It's not a question of whether you're afraid or not, it's that I can't accept it. The crow stood upright, looking quite serious, "I am a disciple of Confucianism, Confucianism is based on benevolence and righteousness, only those who sacrifice their lives to kill themselves to become benevolent, and there is no reason to harm others for their own livelihood and steal their lives!"

"It's urgent!" Pan Long persuaded.

"It's a big right and wrong, how can you be in power!" Bi Lingkong was unwavering, "Since the Holy Monarch destroyed Confucianism, I have lost my heart to the word 'benevolence', and I don't believe in the learning of the three generations and the way of the saint at all. But only this word of 'righteousness' will not be able to let go until I die. If I am allowed to cause trouble for my own safety and to the good people who are willing to help me, then I might as well die!"

Without waiting for Pan Long's persuasion, she said again: "You probably also know that we demon gods have one of the most critical obsessions. This obsession is the foundation of our eternal life and cannot be shaken. And my obsession is 'righteousness'!"

Pan Long was about to persuade two more words, but he was suddenly dumbfounded when he heard the words, and he didn't know what to say.

Bi Lingkong continued: "Obsession is the most critical secret of the demon god, and it can be said that it is as important as life. Once the obsession is known, it is easy to be targeted and set up, forcing him to fight to the death and not retreat. If I hadn't died, I would never have told you about my obsessions...... You have to remember that if you encounter a demon god in the future, if people don't want to do anything, don't force it, because it may be related to his obsession, and once you force it, it will be a great enmity of life and death!"

Pan Long nodded and couldn't help but sigh.

He thought that his method was still good, but unexpectedly it involved Bi Lingkong's obsession.

But he still couldn't help but say: "Even if it's an obsession...... Can't you just be flexible?"

"When obsession is involved, then there is no flexibility to talk about!" Bi Lingkong said categorically, "What's more, even if I can be flexible, I don't want to! When Confucianism collapsed in the past, Bi Lingkong should have died a long time ago, and the reason why I survived and lived in shame was just to see the fall of the Great Xia Dynasty and complete the word 'righteousness' in my heart." Now you're asking me to be flexible on this issue? No! I can't be flexible!"

Pan Long smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but think of a lot of "stubborn" things.

In folk tales, there are often stubborn people who refuse to change until they die, and it seems that Bi Lingkong is the same.

After a while, he said, "So...... At least let me try to heal you of this idea, right?"

"This thought is nothing more than a manifestation of my mana and a little divine soul, and it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for me. Even if you cure it all, what's the use?" Bi Lingkong said with a smile, "If a cow is sick, no matter how smooth you arrange one of its hairs, it won't help." ”

She thought for a moment and said, "Or maybe so, when I'm dying, I will cut off the connection with this soul." At that time, although the crow on this painting cannot retain my magic and wisdom, it will also have a bit of spirituality. When you walk the rivers and lakes in the future, it can help you a little. ”

"That...... Besides, let's try my way first. ”

Pan Long said, taking a deep breath and covering his palm over the drawing paper, just enough to cover the crow.

Closing his eyes, the magic vanished like flowing water, and a holy light emanated from his hand and landed on the drawing paper.

The light passed through the drawing paper.

Pan Long opened his eyes, feeling a little gloomy in his heart.

He had clearly sensed that his spell had failed and that he had not been able to truly find the target he needed to heal.

When he raised his hand, his eyes lit up suddenly.

The crow on the paper is no longer as messy and messy as before, but its feathers are smooth and neat, and it seems to have completely recovered.

"Does the spell work?" he asked.

The crow shook his head: "As I said, you cured the crow on this painting, that's all." ”

"The crow on the painting is also part of your soul, can't you trace it back to the source and channel this spell to yourself?"

Bi Lingkong sighed: "If you give me ten days and half a month, maybe I can think of a corresponding solution, but now that the situation is urgent, I don't have time to think of a way." ”

Pan Long frowned, shook his head, and said, "Then I'll try again!"

As he spoke, he placed his palm over the crow on the paper and performed the "resuscitation technique" again.

Once again, the light faded like a stream of water, and the crow on the paper became more and more energetic, and even the whole paper was emitting a little holy light.

"It's still the same. Bi Lingkong said, "I can continue to send a wisp of spirit back and forth." But to heal my injuries this way, or at least to get back to the point where I can fight well, I need to heal at least a thousand times—I don't think you can cast a thousand spells like this. ”

Pan Long smiled bitterly, magic power was not his specialty in the first place, and the resuscitation technique required a lot of magic power. All he had left was to cast another spell. Even if he rested for a while and recovered some mana, he could barely make up the fourth cast.

As Bi Lingkong said, four treatments are just a drop in the bucket!

But he refused to give up - even if it was a drop in the bucket, at least he had to do his best.

Bi Lingkong is unwilling to burden others in order to survive, and he is not willing to try his best to save it.

Even if you can't save it after all, at least you have to do your best!

So he stroked his palm on the paper again and cast the spell a third time.

But when he cast the spell this time, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, remembering the Buddha poem that Bi Lingkong had said just now.

One of those words came to his mind.

Report the fourfold grace, and the three hardships of the next aid.

With these words appearing in his heart, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and the void transformed by the fragments of the mountains and seas suddenly appeared, and the green and yellow qi flowed rapidly, turning into a round of treasure light.

Immediately after, that round of precious light appeared on his right hand, like a wheel of light behind the portrait of the god and Buddha.

It's not bright, but it's extra warm.