Desperate Night

Chapter 360 360 Explosion Six

After the division of combat power was over, 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. Master Dao Jinxiao Guan Mo Guanzhu. He happens to be seriously injured 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 were originally 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, the possibility and hope of doing it again. Such people will have a very high recognition of the Mutual Aid Alliance.

"Of course it can be done. Now Jinxiao Temple has begun to compete for the position of the temple leader, overtly and covertly, until the pig's brains are about to come out." Qinghuang said with a smile.

Yu Hong nodded.

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

There are only three people in Buddhism.

Eight people from the Seven Evil Alliance.

Official one person.

Two people among the people.

Altogether, 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, and now he took the initiative to come forward.

Today's Qingchen View has almost become one with the Mutual Aid Alliance.

The stronger the mutual aid alliance, the stronger the aura of everyone, and the more masters there are. This is a **** 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 asked after pondering.

"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 I want to say that we are good brothers and sisters who hang out together. Hey, have you 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. However, among the old friends I play with, many are strong men who have reached higher levels. 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 spiritual light secret technique 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 aura better than him. Even a broken limb can be forcibly picked up by aura 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 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’s not just 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, and it seemed that mentioning this person's name naturally gave him a hint of respect.

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

Qinghuang licked his lips and stared at Yuhen Old Daoist 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 a slightly trembling voice, as if his heart was throbbing under the pressure.

"Yes, it is the True Lord Quan He from ninety years ago." Yu Hen nodded solemnly. "She is now one hundred and forty-two years old, and she may run out of fuel at any time. People outside think that she has already left Hexi, but only us old people know that Senior Quan He was seriously injured because of the turmoil that year. , later practiced Mianhe Technique, and combined with scientific and technological means more than 20 years ago, used a life support system to maintain life. "

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

"Looking at the name, this one 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 Taoism today. People, but they can’t suppress the entire era by one person. But there are Long Qingzi and Qixi who are against them.”

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 he is, so I can’t guarantee that Quanhe Zhenjun will be stronger than Zuo Tianshi and the others. But no matter what, they are all on the same level! "How about it? Can Ling Guang restore her?" Hen looked at Yu Hong with burning eyes at this time.

"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 side is gone, 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 the other veterans unanimously gave him a thumbs-up sign with admiration on their faces.

This network of people is simply going to be sky-high.

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 the 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 mental fluctuations in the air get higher and higher, more and more cases of grudges 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, and temperature and humidity monitors are 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, with slogans in red letters plastered on the walls. A large number of empty gift box shells were piled in the corner.

"This is it. In addition to senior Quan He, there are two other people here who are also hanging on 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 here.

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

"It's right here. 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 when you're ready. Thank you, Xiaofang." Yuhen reached out and squeezed the nurse's hand gently, winking.

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 and opened the viewing window above. Look 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 whispered.

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

"Uncle, people only react to what they 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 Xiao Henzi." 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, whose eyes were closed just now, had actually opened them at this time.

A pair of deep, dark eyes stared here.

(End of chapter)