Chapter 1370

On the same day, Mo Qingchou's strength spread the news.

The ancient Taoist traditions scattered in the world were informed of the news at the first time, and could not help but fall into a great commotion.

When the battle of Jikong Temple ended, Su Yi promised that whoever killed the power of the tailor's command would get his help and shatter the cursed power on his body.

But at the beginning, most of the Taikoo Taoists were dismissive and unwilling to be used as a spearman by Su Yi, thinking that simply capturing Su Yi would be enough to solve all problems.

Until later, with the stage of the battle at Zixiaotai, the immemorial Taoists in the world were deeply aware of the horror of Su Yi, and they dared not act rashly.

Some Taikoo Taoists even regretted not being able to cooperate with Su Yi at the beginning.

And now, this opportunity has come!

Moreover, even Mo Qingchou, a descendant of noble immortals, expressed their opinion that in order to help Su Yi find the whereabouts of the tailor, he would not hesitate to take out an immortal weapon in return!

No one is surprised by this?

"Right now, after the battle of Zixiaotai and Jinxia Shenshan, the prestige of this spectator has already reached an unprecedented height. Even us, the ancient Taoists, have to re-examine this person and dare not take action rashly."

Akagi Road Gate.

An old antique whispered, "At this time, it would not be a bad thing to improve the relationship with Guanzhu by looking for a tailor."

As soon as this statement came out, many people agreed.

They Chicheng Daomen have never had a grudge against Su Yi. If they can use this to express the kindness from their sect, they will definitely have the opportunity 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 if you can't find it. As long as you look for it carefully, I believe that Su Yi will be able to understand the kindness from our Chicheng Daomen."

The old antique said softly, "Even if Su Yi doesn't appreciate it, it doesn't mean anything to us."

Everyone nodded.

There are not a few Taikoo Taoists who have similar ideas with Chicheng Taoist, and they have never been enemies with Su Yi. When they learned about the conditions that Su Yi offered, they all decided to give it a try.

So, on the same day, Chicheng Daomen and some other Taikoo Dao Lineages expressed their attitudes to the outside world and were willing to help in this matter!

And the ancient Taoist traditions like the Magic Sword Immortal Tower, the Yellow Spring Demon Mountain, the Tianyin Immortal Gate, and the Nanli Pure Land have all ignored this matter.

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

"Is that woman Mo Qingchou crazy? Otherwise, how can she express her stance to help the Su? She doesn't know that we and Su have a shared feud?!"

Fu Dongli's face was gloomy.

Not long ago, a group of immortals was held, and a group of descendants of immortals and the top group of Taikoo Dao participated together, and they discussed how to clean up Su Yi.

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

But now it's better. Mo Qingchou, who was the leader in holding the group of immortals at the beginning, has now changed his attitude and made a clear statement to help Su Yi!

How could Fu Dongli not be annoyed by this?

"Young Master, calm down, Mo Qingchou did this just to get a chance to break the curse on his body."

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

"All of this does not mean that Mo Qingchou and those immemorial Taoists will form an alliance with Su Yi."

"If they dare to do so,

Until we will not agree, the dead souls of the whole world will not agree! "

After listening, Fu Dongli nodded.

This is indeed the case, as long as Su Yi has the power of reincarnation, he is destined to be regarded as a public enemy by the dead spirits of the world!

Mo Qingchou can choose to trade with Su Yi.

But if Mo Qingchou dared to choose to form an alliance with Su Yi, he would definitely suffer hostility from all the dead souls in the world, and even Mo Qingchou might not be able to bear the consequences!

The same is true for other Taikoo Taoist traditions!

...

Hidden place.

A place almost unknown in the world.

Here, it is also a retreat that the tailor has left for himself.

The tailor is drinking tea leisurely.

He has decided to stay in seclusion for a while, look down on the situation, and wait for the next opportunity to deal with Su Yi.

As the master in the dark, the tailor has always been patient, even if it takes a long time, he can afford it.

However, the tailor knew very well that with the drastic changes in the world, there was no need to wait too long. Su Yi, who mastered reincarnation, was destined to be liquidated!

"The great masters of Juxia Realm are born one after another, and even the dead spirits at the level of immortals will wake up one after another. In the future, the world will be dominated by heroes, and you, the master... is the deer."

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

Tailor whispers.

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

"Lord, the news just came that there is a drastic change in the outside world!"

An old slave walked over with a gloomy face.

"What upheaval?"

the tailor asked casually.

The old slave quickly said: "In the battle of Jinxia Sacred Mountain, the ancient Taoist family, the Yun family, lost.

The tailor squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt that the tea in his hand had no taste at all.

"I'm sure that the Yun family will hate me to the core, thinking that it was I who leaked what happened back then that led the Guanzhu to kill their Yun family."

The tailor rubbed his forehead and remembered one thing, "How many hidden lines are we left in the outside world?"

The old slave said solemnly: "Reporting to the lord, according to your order not long ago, the old slave has cut off all the connections distributed in the outside world. At present, there are only three hidden lines left to obey the order and collect information."

The tailor said without hesitation: "Cut these three hidden lines 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 unfavorable happens to us, we are destined to fall into passive..."

The tailor said indifferently: "Remember, never underestimate Guanzhu, those old guys in the Yun family will definitely pull me into the water when they encounter such a big disaster, I suspect... Guanzhu has learned about us from Yun Changhong. Some secrets!"

The old slave's face changed suddenly, and his back was cold.

"Aren't you going soon?"

The tailor frowned.

The old slave hurriedly said, "Lord, there is another matter."

As he said that, he offered Su Yi a condition, asking Mo Qingchou and a group of Taikoo Taoists to help find the tailor, and tell them all about it.

When he learned that Mo Qingchou had expressed his stance and used 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 down on the situation. Even if he wanted to deal with Su Yi in the future, he would definitely contact those ancient Taoists. Only in this way could he help fuel the flames and kill people with a knife.

But it's different now.

Su Yi made a direct offer to use the power of those ancient Taoists to deal with him!

This undoubtedly means that as long as he dares to come into contact with those Taikoo Taoists in the future, he will most likely be betrayed by those Taikoo Taoists directly!

"Fighting snakes and hitting seven inches, killing people should be killing hearts. You watch the master's first strike, but it's a beautiful game."

Tailor whispers.

The voice has become gloomy and cold.

"Then I will completely hide and cut off all contact with the outside world. Until a year later, go and see if your spectator is still alive!"

The tailor makes a decision.

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

And the spectator who is in charge of reincarnation, even if he can live until then, he will definitely be destroyed by those immortal-level dead spirits!

"correct."

Suddenly, the tailor remembered something, and his face became solemn, "Qu He, there is one thing I need you to do in person."

Hearing the Lord calling his name, the old slave realized the seriousness of the situation, and he couldn't help being shocked, and said solemnly: "Please also ask the Lord."

"Bring three Shenyin guards together and go to the Shendu Star Realm for a walk."

The tailor took a deep breath, took out a piece of jade slip, and handed it over, "When you arrive at the Star Realm of God Capital, follow the instructions in the jade slip."

God Hidden Guard!

The old slave named Qu He couldn't help but gasped, and said, "My lord, Shenyinwei is our trump card that we have hidden for many years. You once said that when it is not a matter of life and death, you will never use it. Could it be that..."

The tailor frowned and interrupted coldly, "Qu He, you're talking too much, go ahead."

Qu He trembled all over, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and took his orders to leave.

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

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

...

night.

Shendu Star Realm and Mingzhou.

In a brightly lit bustling city.

A monk with bare feet and sackcloth and a hat on his head sat quietly in a tea shop.

The storyteller of the tea shop is spitting on himself about a legendary deed related to the Guanzhu, a story from a long time ago.

The monk listened with relish, and at the front of his clothes, there was an aura of forbidden printing power lingering silently.

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

"My lord has already ordered that we will no longer accept the task, and friends please come back."

The man in black said softly.

The monk said with a gentle expression: "The poor monk is here to see your family."

The man in black frowned and said, "Why?"

The monk put his hands together and said softly, "Alchemy."

The man in black was stunned, his brows wrinkled, and he said angrily: "What is the fate, do you think my family is a good person, or do you think I'm a fool?"

As he spoke, he got up and left.

This monk is too weird, obviously the way is wrong!

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

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

"Donor, monks don't lie. The poor monk sees your seal hall turning black. If you leave here, there will be bloodshed tonight."

The black-clothed man's complexion changed suddenly, and with a flick of his figure, he wanted to use an escape method to escape.

I never thought that the neck was directly grabbed by a big hand and could no longer move.

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