Chapter 360 360 Explosion 6

After the division of combat power ended, the Mutual Aid Alliance established a points incentive mechanism. At certain intervals, the number of auras held was distributed according to merit.

In this way, in just over an hour, the real foundation of the Mutual Aid Alliance was laid here, in this small Taoist temple room.

"In order to have a leader to charge and lead the team at critical moments, the alliance must set up benchmark generals. This is the leader of the team during battle. It is not an administrative position like the deputy leader." Qinghuang said again.

"That makes sense." Yu Hong nodded, "Then do you have any suitable candidates?"

"Not now." Qinghuang smiled, "Leader, you can take a look at the list. The leader of Dao Jinxiao Temple, Mo Guan, happens to be seriously injured right now. You said, use the effect of spiritual light to let him join us."

"Is this possible?" Yu Hong's eyes lit up. This was an idea. He was specifically looking for old people who used to be very strong but were no longer able to use them to strengthen them with aura.

The advantage of this is that the aura gives them a second spring, giving them the possibility and hope to come again. Such people will have a very high recognition of the Mutual Aid Alliance.

"Of course it can be done. Now the people inside Jinxiao Temple have begun to compete for the position of the temple leader, overtly and covertly, until their brains are boiling." Qinghuang said with a smile.

Yu Hong nodded.

He lowered his head and glanced at the list. The list given by Qinghuang clearly recorded Taoist sorcerers of the same level or even higher levels. Of course, he only remembered and heard of them. There were only thirteen people in total.

There are only three people in Buddhism.

Eight members of the Seven Evil Alliance.

One official person.

Two people among the people.

Added together, it is clear at a glance that this is the top master of Asun Warlock.

Counting the parts that Qinghuang didn't know, there were probably only twenty or thirty people in total.

"How about I leave this matter to you to resolve?" Yu Hong looked at Qinghuang.

"It's not convenient for me to have access to Dao Veins, and the precautions are very strict." Qinghuang shook his head, "Other places are fine."

"Then leave the Taoist veins to me." Old Taoist Yu Hen said decisively.

He had been listening in before, but now he took the initiative to come forward.

Today's Qingchen View and the Mutual Aid Alliance have almost become one.

The stronger the mutual aid alliance, the stronger the aura of everyone, and the more masters there are. This is a snowballing trend.

He couldn't help but want to contribute.

"Uncle, speaking of which, can you contact the old people in the Dao Meridian, the old masters who were injured and retired?" Yu Hong pondered and asked.

"Hey, do you think your uncle and I are really just eating, drinking and having fun these years?" Yu Hen pinched his beard and smiled confidently.

"I can't guarantee anything else, but as for the good brothers and sisters who hang out together, hey, have you ever heard of the Asun Senior Activity Association?"

He lowered his voice.

"I am incompetent and one of the directors of the association. Experts at the top of my game will definitely look down on me, but among the old friends I play with, many are strong men who have reached higher levels in the past. Now they are in pain and have no choice but to

Enjoy life."

Suddenly his face straightened.

"But Zhengrou, are you really sure that the secret technique of spiritual light can restore their bodies? Don't give them hope and make them despair, otherwise they may turn against each other! You have to think clearly!"

"I'm sure!" Yu Hong nodded.

No one knows the effect of spiritual light better than him. Even a broken limb can be forcibly recovered by relying on spiritual light as long as the time interval is not too long, just like the original.

"You promise!?" Yu Hen asked again.

"I absolutely guarantee it!" Yu Hong said seriously.

"Okay! I can contact top experts here who may be in need of spiritual light. There are three Nine Sect Masters who have retired from the previous generation!"

hiss!!

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt numb, and the way they looked at Master Yuhen was also different.

With such connections, it’s no wonder that the two fathers and daughters who were able to secure the Purple Harmony Palace in the first place. Looking at it now, it was not luck at all.

"Hey, although the poor Taoist is just an errand boy in their eyes, he can still give some advice. In addition, if the aura effect is strong enough, the one who needs it most is actually the Taishang Guanzhu Quan of Dayunluoguan.

Senior He!" Yu Hen's expression became solemn, as if the mention of this person's name made him naturally show a hint of respect.

"Wait a minute!" The others were fine, but only Qinghuang, Yu Mo and other experienced experts had their expressions change dramatically again.

Qinghuang licked his lips and stared at Old Yuhen with burning eyes.

"Brother Yuhen, the Quanhe you are talking about is the previous master of Dayunluo Temple, one of the nine sects, True Lord Quanhe!?"

Speaking of this person, even a master of his level actually had his voice trembling slightly, as if his heart was throbbing under the pressure.

"Yes, it is the True Lord Quanhe from ninety years ago." Yuhen nodded solemnly. "She is now one hundred and forty-two years old. She may run out of energy at any time. People outside think that she has already died.

Driving He to the West, but only us old people know that Senior Quan He was seriously injured due to the turmoil that year. Later, he practiced Mianhe Technique. He combined with scientific and technological means more than 20 years ago to use a life support system to maintain his life.

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"" As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt their hearts tremble.

"Looking at the name, this person must be very strong, but the problem is that even if the spiritual light returns to his physical condition at such an old age, how much strength will he have left?" Zhengying said in a deep voice.

"You don't know the reputation of Zhenjun Quanhe at all. I grew up hearing this name. Let's put it this way." Qinghuang smiled, "Zuo Tianshi and Xu Tianshi are the two people with the strongest Taoist lineage today.

People, but they can’t suppress the entire era with one person’s power. Opposing them are Long Qingzi and Qi Xi.”

After a pause, he continued.

"In Quan He Zhenjun's time, all the Celestial Masters in the Tiantian Master Mansion were suppressed and beaten by her. Of course, because the two great Celestial Masters at that time did not compare with the two contemporary Celestial Masters now,

I don’t know how strong they are, so I can’t guarantee that True Lord Quan He will be stronger than Zuo Tianshi and the others. But no matter what, they are all extremely strong men on the same level!”

"How is it? Can the spiritual light restore her!?" Yu Hen looked at Yu Hong with burning eyes.

"How about giving it a try?" Yu Hong couldn't guarantee that at such an old age, even if the aura could extend his life, he had never tried it on the specific effect.

"I'll arrange it! Now Quanhe Zhenjun's people are away from home, and her elderly family members are often in coma, and they have long been worthless. Dayun Luoguan only sends people to visit occasionally, and they are all old people who miss the past. So.

The expenses and care of the life-support system are all handled by our association."

Yu Hen spoke out.

"I handle many of the association's affairs."

As he said this, Yu Mo and other veteran Taoists unanimously gave him a thumbs-up sign with admiration on their faces.

This network of people is almost beyond the limit.

When the three old men in Yushan saw this, they were truly convinced.

With connections like this, no wonder they couldn't compete with Yuhen back then.

If Yu Hen had been more cruel back then, the three of them would not have been able to leave Taizhou.

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Three days later.

The situation in Taizhou was relatively stable, and Yuling Station's suppression quickly restored normal order in the entire city.

Similar turmoil also occurred in several other surrounding cities. Without the suppression of forces like the Yuling Station and Qingchen Temple, the turmoil gradually began to become more routine.

The government has continuously issued notices asking people to go out less at night and deployed more police to maintain social order on a large scale.

But despite the government's best efforts, order is still slowly slipping towards the abyss.

As the level of mental fluctuations in the air gets higher and higher, more and more cases of grievances occur in the city.

And at this time.

Yu Hong and his party, led by Yu Hen, had left Taizhou and arrived by road at the Qian'an Sanatorium where Zhenjun Quanhe was training.

hiss.

In the white and spacious underground floor of the nursing home, Yu Hen led Yu Hong and followed Xiaofang, the nurse in front, along the white passage.

The passage is warm and comfortable, with temperature and humidity monitors installed at intervals around it. The walls and floors are also made of sound-absorbing materials to prevent noise.

The three of them walked through the thermal insulation doors and arrived at a separate rotunda on the second underground floor.

The hall is all gray and white, with slogans in red letters posted on the walls. A large number of empty gift boxes are piled in the corner.

"This is it. In addition to senior Quan He, there are two other people here who are also hanging on to the life support system. They were also big shots in the past. It's a pity."

Yuhen sighed and continued.

"It's a pity that their inheritance has been almost divided. If they stay here, they may be forgotten."

Yu Hong didn't speak, but frowned.

From the moment he entered here, he could feel an invisible sense of oppression, similar to the pressure he felt before the spiritual disaster broke out, filling every corner of the place.

He and Yu Hen followed the nurse and quickly reached an iron door on the far right.

"This is it. It's not yet time for Ms. Quan He to wake up. You can visit her through the viewing window, but you can't go in." The nurse warned her very responsibly.

"Okay, go ahead. I'll ring the bell for you in a minute. Thank you, Xiaofang." Yuhen reached out and gently squeezed the nurse's hand and winked.

The nurse licked her lips ambiguously, turned around and left alone.

Yu Hong on the side: ""

After coming back to his senses, he walked to the iron door, opened the viewing window above, and looked inside.

Inside a white coffin-like rectangular box lay a thin old man with white hair.

The old man wears a breathing valve on his face, and various monitoring instruments on the side are constantly beating with various fluctuation patterns.

"I can feel an invisible mental fluctuation," Yu Hong said in a low voice.

"Why can't I feel it?" Yuhen frowned and looked around to make sure that he really couldn't feel anything.

"Uncle Master will only react to what he can see." Yu Hong explained euphemistically.

This sentence has both inner and outer meanings that are somewhat obscure.

"Haha" Yu Hen glared at him. He immediately stepped forward and knocked on the iron door.

clang clang clang.

"Senior, it's Yu Hen, I'm here to see you!" he said loudly.

"It's Xiaohenzi." Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded naturally from the two people's heads.

"!!?" Yu Hong opened his eyes and instantly looked up at Quan He in the ward.

I saw that Quan He Zhenjun, who had closed his eyes just now, had actually opened his eyes at this time.
Chapter completed!