The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 138 What Exactly Is That?
Surrounded by countless fleshy tentacles, suckers, and branches, Li Shishi's white jade-like complexion was tinged with abnormal blood red.

A red gap opened between her brows without warning, and the scarlet eyeballs inside were exposed, shining a faint red blood light.

Under the light of the blood, the flesh and blood that were only attached to her body surface mercilessly pierced her body full of holes, and then scrambled to get into her body, and then gradually repaired her body. sores.

Not long after, Li Shishi's graceful body from the head down has completely merged with this endless flesh and blood.

Now, she can finally feel better and more directly the numerous 'array eyes' connected with her blood.

With the help of these blood babies who are all over the underground of the palace and have the blood of Zhao Ji, who are the "official orthodox heirs of the Song Dynasty", Li Shishi finally basically controlled this treasure that the Song court has inherited for hundreds of years:
The Taoist body of Zhao Kuangyin, the number one master in the world in the past.

But this is just the beginning, now Zhao Kuangyin's body is completely different from when he died.

The Song court was weak, far inferior to the Han and Tang Dynasties, its position was not right, and its martial ethics was insufficient.In addition, Emperor Taizong replaced his brother with a younger brother, but the talent of the blood that can be passed down is far inferior to Emperor Taizu's in martial arts.

As early as Emperor Taizu's attempt to break through to a higher realm failed and died, Zhao Guangyi, a 'good brother', began to study his brother's body.

Since then, Song emperors of all dynasties have inherited Taizong's ambition and continued to study, hoping to use Taizu's body to improve the martial arts talent of Zhao Guangyi's descendants.

Until the later period of Shenzong, due to the further decline of the court's military power, Shenzong was finally dissatisfied with the mere sampling and research, and came up with an irreversible idea:
Yinglong can fly, and is good at controlling wind, rain and thunder.

Then if the 'Taizu' is moved, and then a giant metal armor is built outside its tens of feet high and hundreds of feet long body, and then manipulated, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?
Just do what you say, anyway, you Zhao Kuangyin are not my ancestors.

In Shenzong's later years, the transformation corresponding to the body of the dragon kicked off.

Zhao Ji, who is now in power, has even crazier and more incredible ideas on this basis.

Zhao Ji has no talent in being an emperor, but he is extremely talented as an artist.And the artist's imagination is often more far-fetched and unconstrained:
A big dragon in heavy clothes is certainly powerful and intimidating, but it is too unattractive.

I am rich all over the world, but I am not as carefree as a fairy.

Since the ancestor can fly, how about building a flying 'Palace of Heaven' directly on the basis of its body, so that I can control the sky for thousands of miles like a fairy and live above the nine heavens?

Zhao Ji spent a lot of effort, invited many experts from Buddhism and Taoism, and searched for decades of flowers and stones to find various materials suitable for the construction of the "Tiangong", but only built a half-empty shell.

There are huge gaps in technology, materials, energy and many other aspects, which are thousands of miles away from the "Palace of Heaven" in his fantasy.

According to this trend, his "Tiangong" will not be built in another 100 years.

Under the exhaustion of national power, the trend of history will inevitably converge with some parallel universes: Jingkang, Southern Song Dynasty.
But Li Shishi, a road sign, was ecstatic after seeing the empty shell that was completed a hundred years before and after the Song Dynasty.

Her parents in the main world are practitioners of puppetology, who studied flesh puppets and mechanical puppets respectively, and gave her an 'empowerment' before she performed this mission.

On Zhao Kuangyin's body, which has been transformed twice, Li Shishi further applied some relevant knowledge of "Zerg Flying Dragon", "Arcane Floating City", "Sky Flesh Fortress" and "Gundam Gundam".

High-end knowledge and technology from the main world, combined with the unique flesh and blood Cthulhu Taoism and transformed Cybertron Buddhism of the local Taoism.

A "half-mechanical, half-flesh floating and deformed combat unit" comparable to the fourth energy level was born!
Li Shishi, who only had his head left, let out a long and painful cry after gaining control, and the bloody eyes on his forehead blazed brightly.

The processing power required to control such a huge unit is extremely high, and it is obvious that the brain and soul of a mere low-level cultivator cannot handle such a large amount of data.

'Children, please help your mother one more time!Surely you'd like to, right? '

Muttering to himself, Li Shishi activated the previously arranged formation.

Hundreds of blood babies who died at birth and were refined into formation eyes played their last value.

This group of poor people who have never seen the sun, after their bodies died, their newly born souls were destroyed by their cruel mothers.

The broken soul fragments are transformed into the most primitive soul source under the guidance of the formation.

Under Li Shishi's arrangement and guidance, the soul source quality was reorganized into individual "soul calculation units", and then connected with Li Shishi through the flesh and blood network.

The souls of each blood baby became semi-independent information processors for each key part, sharing the control pressure for Master Li.

"The soul processor is normal! The fusion reactor is normal! The Beaulieu stick particle beam weapon is normal! The anti-gravity floating system."

After everything was ready, countless openings were cracked on the ground of Yanfu Palace, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

Outside the south gate of Bianjing, no one noticed the change in the direction of the imperial palace, but a sea of ​​blood spread and a fierce battle was fought.

Although Murong Fu and Li Hao tried their best to release the water, Wang Fu was still covered with cuts and bruises, and his body was full of sores.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Wang Fu tilted his head to dodge, and dodged a shot from 'Xu Zhu', but his horn was still knocked off.

He knew that if he continued like this, his life would not be long, and he already had the heart to retreat.

Murong Fu and the two went through several moves again, Wang Fu suddenly saw that 'Xu Zhu' was frowning and staring at the ground thinking, although he didn't know why it was so, but he was overjoyed and he still seized the gap.

Wang Fu dug into his crotch, pulled out a strange black double hammer, and held it in his hand.

Not long after, the handle and body of the small hammer in his hand grew in the wind, and countless blue raised lines appeared on the hammer, inlaid with some gold, silver and jewels.

Wang Fu swung the hammer a few times, followed by blossoming white flowers with a peculiar smell.

Its power is not strong, but both Li Hao and Murong Fu showed dislike on their faces, and retreated quickly, unwilling to get close to this (hanging + person).

After forcing the two of Li Hao back, Wang Fu's sledgehammer swelled several times.

Wang Fu turned over and sat straddling the root of the sledgehammer, and raised the hammer soaring into the sky, wanting to stay away from the battlefield.

With the strength of my real form, Wang Fu, where can I not be the bridegroom every night?It's nothing more than the loss of the position of prime minister, and the quality is a little worse.

Having already flown some distance, Wang Fu, who was thinking of some remote place to flee to, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling a great terror added to his body.

The long hammer under him twitched unbearably out of fear.

A purple-white beam of light flashed from the center of Bianjing, reducing him and his baby to ashes.

The army was still fighting, but many masters on both sides tacitly slowed down the fighting rhythm, and all looked in the direction of the center of Bianjing in horror.

Just one blow, can kill a true shape without any effort?

What exactly is that?
　This plot was more difficult to write than I thought, and it took more than three hours to write one chapter.There is another chapter, let’s get up and read it tomorrow morning!
　　
　
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