The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

On that day, the power of Mo Qingchou's lineage spread out and spread the news.

The ancient Taoist traditions scattered throughout the world were all informed of the news immediately and couldn't help but fall into a huge commotion.

When the battle at Jiakong Temple ended, Su Yi promised that whoever could kill the tailor's subordinates would get his help and break the cursed power on his body.

But at the beginning, most of the Taikoo orthodoxy were dismissive and did not want to be used as a spearman by Su Yi. They thought that simply capturing Su Yi would be enough to solve all problems.

It was not until later that the battle at Zixiaotai was staged, which made all the ancient sects in the world deeply aware of Su Yi's terror, and no longer dared to act rashly.

Some Taikoo orthodox even regretted not being able to cooperate with Su Yi.

And now, such an opportunity has come!

Moreover, even noble descendants of immortals such as Mo Qingchou expressed their intention to help Su Yi find the whereabouts of the tailor, and they would not hesitate to give out an immortal weapon in return!

Isn't this surprising to anyone?

"Right now, after the Battle of Zixiaotai and the Battle of Jinxia Mountain, the prestige of this temple master has reached an unprecedented height. Even those of us in the ancient orthodoxy have to re-examine this person and dare not take any rash action again."

Chicheng Daomen.

An old antique whispered, "At this time, it would not be a bad thing if we could improve our relationship with the patron by looking for a tailor."

As soon as this statement came out, many people echoed it.

Their Chicheng Taoist Sect has never had any enmity with Su Yi. If they can use this incident to express the goodwill from their sect, they will definitely have a chance to get help from Su Yi in the future.

"But what if we can't find the tailor?"

Someone is confused.

"It's one thing not to be able to find it. As long as you look for it with your heart, I believe that Su Yi will be able to appreciate the goodwill from our Chicheng Dao Sect."

The old antique said softly, "Even if Su Yi doesn't appreciate it, it won't be a loss to us."

Everyone nodded.

There were many Taikoo Taoists who had similar ideas to Chicheng Daomen, and they had never enmity with Su Yi. After learning about the conditions offered by Su Yi, they all decided to give it a try.

So, on that very day, Chicheng Taoist Sect and some other Taikoo Taoist traditions expressed their attitude to the outside world one after another and were willing to help in this matter!

However, ancient traditions such as Huanjian Immortal Tower, Huangquan Demon Mountain, Tianyin Immortal Gate, and Nanli Pure Land have never paid attention to this matter.

They had enmity with Su Yi and suffered heavy casualties in the battle at Zixiaotai. They already hated Su Yi to the core, so how could they help Su Yi?

"Is that woman Mo Qingchou crazy? Otherwise, how could she express her position to help that person named Su? Doesn't she know that we have a mortal enemy with that person named Su?!"

Fu Dongli's face was gloomy.

Not long ago, the Immortal Dharma Conference was held. A group of immortal descendants and the top group of Taoist priests participated in the ceremony. They discussed specifically how to deal with Su Yi's affairs.

At that time, many descendants of immortals and ancient Taoists had expressed their stance that if Su Yi did not bow his head and surrender within half a year, he would be killed.

But now it's better. Mo Qingchou, who took the lead in organizing the Immortal Dharma Conference, now directly changed his attitude and made a clear statement that he would help Su Yi!

How could this not make Fu Dongli angry?

"Young master, calm down. Mo Qingchou did this just to get a chance to break the curse on him."

An old slave whispered, "Those ancient forces who choose to help must have the same mentality. In the final analysis, it is just a transaction."

"All this does not mean that Mo Qingchou and those ancient traditions will form an alliance with Su Yi."

"If they dare to do this, not only we will not agree, but all the dead souls in the world will not agree!"

After hearing this, Fu Dongli nodded.

Indeed, as long as Su Yi controls the power of reincarnation, he is destined to be regarded as a public enemy by the dead in the world!

Mo Qingchou can choose to trade with Su Yi.

But if Mo Qingchou dares to choose to form an alliance with Su Yi, he will definitely encounter the hostility of all the dead souls in the world. Even Mo Qingchou may not be able to bear such consequences!

The same is true for other Taoist traditions!

…

The place where the gods hide.

A place that almost no one in the world knows about.

This is also a retreat that the tailor has left for himself.

The tailor was drinking tea leisurely.

He has decided to live in seclusion for a while, indifferent to the situation, and wait for the next opportunity to deal with Su Yi.

As the master behind the scenes in the darkness, the tailor has always been very patient. Even if it takes a long time, he can still afford to wait.

However, Tailor knows very well that as the drastic changes in the world continue, there is no need to wait too long. Su Yi, who has mastered reincarnation, is destined to be liquidated!

"Great powers in the Juxia Realm will be born one after another, and even the dead souls at the immortal level will wake up one after another. From now on, in this world, all heroes will compete for the deer, and you, the master of the temple... are that deer."

"Even if I don't take action, you will definitely die."

The tailor whispered.

He picked up a cup of tea and tasted it comfortably.

"My lord, news just came that there are drastic changes happening in the outside world!"

An old slave walked over with a gloomy expression.

"What drastic change?"

asked the tailor casually.

The old slave quickly said: "In the battle at the Jinxia Sacred Mountain, the Yun family, the ancient guardian clan, was defeated. The temple master killed everyone, causing the Yun family to bleed like a river, and even all the family assets were removed!"

The tailor squinted his eyes and suddenly felt that the tea in his hand had completely lost its taste.

"I'm sure the Yun family will hate me to the core. They think it was me who revealed what happened back then, which led to the viewer killing the Yun family."

The tailor rubbed his forehead and remembered something, "How many more hidden lines do we have left in the outside world?"

The old slave said in a deep voice: "Reporting to my lord, according to your instructions not long ago, the old slave has cut off all connections with the outside world. Currently, there are only three hidden lines left to obey orders and collect intelligence."

The tailor said without thinking: "Go and cut these three hidden threads immediately!"

The old slave was surprised and said: "Lord, if this is the case, we will lose all control over the outside world. If something bad happens to us, we are destined to be passive..."

The tailor said indifferently: "Remember, never underestimate the viewer. Those old guys from the Yun family will definitely drag me into trouble when they encounter such a disaster. I suspect... the viewer has learned about us from Yun Changhong. Some secrets!”

The old slave's face suddenly changed, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Why don't you go quickly?"

The tailor frowned.

The old slave said quickly: "My lord, there is another thing."

With that said, he offered Su Yi conditions to let Mo Qingchou and a group of Taoist priests help find the tailor, and told them everything.

When he learned that Mo Qingchou had expressed his stance and offered a fairy sword as a reward in exchange for clues related to him, the tailor couldn't help but change his color and realized that the problem was serious.

He hid behind the scenes and looked at the situation indifferently. Even if he wanted to deal with Su Yi in the future, he would definitely contact those ancient traditions, so that he could add fuel to the flames and use their swords to kill people.

But it's different now.

Su Yi directly made a condition to use the power of those ancient traditions to deal with him!

This undoubtedly means that in the future, as long as he dares to come forward to contact those ancient traditions, he will most likely be directly betrayed by those ancient traditions!

"Hit a snake within seven inches, and kill people with murderous intentions. Your master's move was a preemptive one, and it was a very good move."

The tailor whispered.

The voice has become dark and cold.

"Then I will completely hide myself and cut off all contact with the outside world until one year later. Then I will go and see if your temple master is still alive!"

The tailor makes a decision.

According to his prediction, within a year, those immortal-level souls will definitely be able to walk in the world.

And even if the temple master in charge of reincarnation survives until then, he will definitely be destroyed by those immortal-level dead souls!

"correct."

Suddenly, the tailor remembered something, and his face became serious, "Qu He, there is something I need you to do personally."

Hearing his master call him by his name, the old slave realized the seriousness of the situation. He couldn't help but trembled and solemnly said: "Please give me your instructions, my master."

"Take three of the Shenyin Guards together and go to the Star Realm of the City of Gods."

The tailor took a deep breath, took out a jade slip, and handed it over, "When you get to the Star Realm of the Divine Capital, follow the instructions in the jade slip."

God's Hidden Guard!

The old slave named Qu He couldn't help but gasped and said: "My lord, the Shenyin Guard is our trump card that has been hidden for many years. You once said that you would never use it unless it was a matter of life and death. Could it be that..."

The tailor frowned and interrupted coldly: "Qu He, you talk a bit too much, go quickly."

Qu He trembled all over, and without daring to hesitate any longer, he took the order and left.

Until Qu He's figure disappeared, the tailor sat there alone, his expression uncertain.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "I hope... it won't be as serious as I thought..."

…

night.

Divine Capital Star Realm, Mingzhou territory.

In a bustling city with bright lights.

A monk with bare feet and linen clothes and a bamboo hat on his head sat quietly in a teahouse.

The storyteller in the teahouse was talking about a legendary event related to the visitor, a story from a long time ago.

The monk listened with interest, and there was a breath of forbidden seal power lingering silently in the lapel of his clothes.

Suddenly, an ordinary-looking man in black came over, looked the monk up and down, and then slowly sat down opposite the monk.

"My lord has already given the order not to take on any more missions. Friends, please come back."

The man in black said softly.

The monk looked gentle and said: "I came here this time to meet your family."

The man in black frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

The monk clasped his hands together and said softly: "Alchemy."

The man in black was stunned, frowned, and said angrily: "What is the fate? Do you think my master is a good person, or do you think I am a fool?"

As he spoke, he stood up and left.

This monk is too weird and obviously has the wrong origin!

The man in black sensed something was wrong and immediately decided to evacuate.

As soon as he walked out of the tea shop, a voice full of compassion sounded in his ears:

"Donor, monks don't tell lies. The poor monk sees that your seal hall is dark. If you leave like this, there will be a bloody disaster tonight."

The man in black's expression suddenly changed, his figure flickered, and he was about to use an escape method to escape.

Unexpectedly, a big hand grabbed his neck, making him unable to move.

Looking up, the monk was looking at him with a kind smile.