In order to express gratitude and respect to the group leader, savior, and legendary leader, the alliance gave Chen Hao super generous treatment.
After learning that Chen Hao had the ability to have unlimited storage space, the alliance carefully selected hundreds of top-quality spiritual veins and gave them to Chen Hao for training.
There are a thousand spiritual stone mines, containing countless spiritual stones. Even if Chen Hao is very powerful, he will not be able to finish them in 100 million years.
All kinds of top-quality elixirs, spiritual plants, spiritual materials, magic weapons, materials... are piled up like mountains, countless.
There are so many good things piled up like a real mountain, and monks with lower cultivation levels can't even see the end at a glance.
No storage bag can hold so much stuff.
Fortunately, the internal space of the Tiandao Merit Tower is large enough to accommodate them all.
Even though Chen Hao was very greedy, he felt that he had taken enough and had to reject some things that were of little use.
With enough resources, Chen Hao also let go of his hands and made many life-saving trump cards and useful things for himself.
After all, he has to search for the Nine Girls next, and the journey on the road will be very long, and he will definitely encounter various dangers. Even if he already has extremely powerful life-saving abilities, he has to be cautious.
What's more, the more trump cards, the better.
After all, you only have one life, no matter how much you cherish it.
In his spare time, Chen Hao also pondered over the pair of "illusory eyes" given to him by Yu Fang, the leader of the Yutong clan.
According to Yufa, these "False Eyes" are a sacred object passed down from generation to generation by the Yutong clan. They are as precious as the "totem" of the Yutong clan, and only the clan leader can inherit them.
The origin of the "Eye of Falsehood" is unknown, but it has the incredible ability to see through all illusions.
This ability can even see through the blood phantom's mental body.
You must know that even Mahayana monks will not be able to see the spiritual power of the Blood Phantom if they do not use the correct method.
The power of the "Eye of Falsehood" is evident.
According to what Yufa said before his death, the ability of the "eye of illusion" is not only to see through illusions, but also has other magical abilities, which vary from person to person.
Each clan leader of the Yutong clan has different abilities after receiving the Eye of Falsehood.
But one thing is the same, that is, every clan leader is very powerful, at least not weaker than the powerful ones in the integration stage.
Yufa possesses the Eye of Falsehood. If he wanted to escape at that time, Chen Hao and others might not be able to stop him.
But Yufa also understood that it would be useless even if he ran away alone.
The Yutong clan does not have the long lifespan of cultivators. No matter how powerful they are, they can only live for about a hundred years at most. Once their lifespan is over, everything is still in vain. It is better to leave the Eye of Falsehood to Chen Hao.
Let the history of the Yutong clan be passed down.
After Chen Hao obtained the "Eye of Falsehood", he was not overjoyed and thought he had obtained a divine object.
This thing may be a sacred object to the Yutong tribe, but to the human race, it may not be to him.
Everything has two sides.
Just like a totem, it can create a paper figurine civilization and pass it on for countless years, or it can destroy it overnight.
If a magic weapon falls into the hands of a child, it is very likely that he or she will be injured.
It is impossible for Chen Hao to dig out his own eyeballs and install these "illusory eyes" like Yufa.
If the "Eye of Falsehood" doesn't work or does any harm, wouldn't he be seeking death?
What's more, Yufa is an old silver coin. Even if he dies, he can't believe everything he says. If there is something fishy about this "Eye of Falsehood", after he uses it, he may become a puppet of the Yutong clan, and even cause the Yutong clan to resurrect.
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This is all possible.
In short, Chen Hao will never use it easily before he understands the essence of "Eye of Falsehood".
Anyway, he doesn't need it now. He has plenty of time, so he just needs to take his time.
...Two months later, the new alliance formation was initially completed, all preliminary work was completed, and the new alliance was officially established and began operations.
At the founding ceremony, Chen Hao delivered a speech as the leader, savior and legendary leader of the group.
Chen Hao slowly climbed onto the high platform in front of the alliance and glanced at the neat phalanx of monks standing under the high platform.
Standing at the front are the surviving monks of the alliance, all of whom have become elders of the alliance.
Behind them were various cultivation sects and forces from the southern boundary, as well as a large number of casual cultivators. They received the notice and rushed over.
Without the Zinan Mountains, the alliance is surrounded by smooth roads that can easily accommodate tens of millions of people.
"Comrades, today is a great day for the establishment of the new alliance. I don't want to talk empty words and clichés!"
"Everyone must already know what the new alliance is and what its significance is!"
"The reason why we are alive now, able to live freely, able to have the opportunity to develop, and able to enter the new alliance for further study and practice, and the infinite possibilities for development today, is because countless heroes in the alliance have exchanged their lives and blood for it."
"Always remember their sacrifices, alert ourselves, and move forward. This is what we have to do!"
"Heroes of the Alliance, immortal!"
Chen Hao shouted passionately.
"Heroes of the Alliance, immortal!"
Everyone shouted in unison, faced the direction of the ancestral hall, and bowed to salute.
After a moment, everyone stood up, and Chen Hao said loudly: "I announce that the new alliance of anti-demon fronts from the northern and southern regions has been officially established!"
Bang bang bang... everyone burst into applause.
What followed was a series of ceremonies, with loud gongs and drums, red flags waving, firecrackers blasting, and huge crowds of people... After three days and three nights of celebration, everyone dispersed happily.
One day later, Chen Hao set out on the road and was sent off by all the elders of the alliance.
After having traveled tens of thousands of miles, a group of talents reluctantly waved goodbye to Chen Hao.
"Sir, group leader, you must come back, we are waiting for you!"
"No matter how long it takes, we will wait for you."
"After you find my wife, you must come back and see us old brothers and friends..."... Even though no one could be seen anymore, the sincere and sincere voices of everyone still echoed in Chen Hao's ears.
There were faint sounds of crying coming from the wind, like weeping and complaining.
"I'll be back..." Chen Hao smiled and waved back, his eye circles turning red again.
"My emotions are so rich..." Chen Hao murmured to himself and sighed.
Being emotionally rich is not a good thing for a monk, because the heart towards the Tao is easily affected, and the mind will be very sad when going through the tribulation.
But Chen Hao couldn't change himself.
In this life, he has been this kind of person.
Although the purpose of cultivating Taoism is to live forever, wouldn't it be boring if we lived like a rock without emotions?
Immediately, Chen Hao took out the flying boat, entered it, stuffed the spirit stone into it, and let the flying boat fly north on its own, while he collected himself and meditated with his eyes closed.
One day later, Chen Hao opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and clear, and his Taoist heart was as calm as water.
The moon waxes and wanes, people have joys and sorrows, and clouds gather and disperse. These are all normal. The important thing is to be able to take things up and let them go, and not to worry about gains and losses.
What follows is an extremely long journey.
Time flies, years flies, whirring, in the blink of an eye, more than two hundred years have passed...