The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Zhao Tong watched with cold eyes as Da Xian Zhi rushed towards him. Da Xian Zhi seemed to be crazy. Her own misjudgment and the death of the two immortals made her look like crazy at this moment.

Her palms kept changing, and in just a short moment, there were no less than a hundred kinds of handprints. All of these handprints were strange and weird. They did not belong to Buddhism or Taoism. Zhao Tong had never seen them before.

"Immortal creation!" Daxianzhi roared, and the mask on his face exploded with a "bang", split in two, one half was red and vicious, and the other half was green-faced and fanged.

The mask exploded apart, revealing a delicate face in the middle. She didn't look like she was a hundred years old, but she seemed to be in her youth, delicate and beautiful.

A strand of hair flutters like snow and silver threads, flying in the wind. The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the fate is as long as a long one. I don’t know where to find the autumn frost in the mirror!
Beauty and white hair!

"Borrow from the sky for another five hundred years!" A voice that sounded long and melodious, as if it came from outside the sky. The Great Immortal's tone was sad, the sound was vague, the sky was sad, the wind around was sad, and the night was chilling.

Suddenly, two more hands appeared behind her. They were the same as the arms of the Second Immortal who died in the cloak. These two hands were grabbing at her back randomly, making everyone around her feel numb.

What the hell? Zhao Tong was also surprised, could there be two Erxian? But it's not right. At this moment, the Immortal knows that the clothes are thin and the body is slim, so there is absolutely no room for anyone to be hidden inside.

Could it be that... an idea appeared in Zhao Tong's mind, could it be that the Great Immortal Zhi and the Erxian were not two persons, but two persons in one body?
Zhao Tong was also shocked by this idea. Although he had guessed this before, he still found it unacceptable when he saw it.

But if it wasn't like this, how could the Great Immortal have hands that were exactly the same as those of the Second Immortal?
But it's still wrong. Although it's the same, didn't the two immortals die in the cloak? Moreover, the two have separated, so what is the hand growing out of the back of Daxianzhi's neck at this moment?
This is simply beyond cognition, terrifying and strange, and it is impossible to explain the reason.

There was nothing in the hand, but with a seemingly empty move, something like a hammer appeared. No, it wasn't a hammer, it actually seemed to be a magic pestle.

"Immortal craftsmanship opens things!" After the Great Immortal Zhi connected more than a hundred hand seals, the pale white hands with gloves turned into the shape of two lotus flowers like a dream.

But in the blink of an eye, the two lotuses seemed to grow infinitely, turning into two lotus terraces, with thirty-six levels of lotus, two with seventy-two levels, Tiangang thirty-six, and Earth evil seventy-two!

Zhao Tong's temples are throbbing with veins. This is too weird. What are these things? How come you still have such martial arts? No, such martial arts.

If this is the case, Daxianzhi must be good at it. She is the number one shaman, and may be the number one master in the north. If she doesn't know how to use these things, then no one can.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tong once again used the fatal fourteenth sword. The sword energy soared into the sky, Makino eagle rose, and soared into the sky. The thirty-sixth grade lotus platform of the two immortals was directly hit. He pierced it, and with a "pop" sound, it turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated on the spot.

Could it be that a quasi-celestial being can perform martial arts to such an extent? I'm afraid this can't be achieved by martial arts, right?
It's still wrong. This is a blind trick. This must be a blind trick. It is impossible for martial arts to reach this level. This is a ghostly illusion spelled by the Great Immortal.

The corners of Zhao Tong's mouth twitched, what kind of ghost? He used the magic power at his feet in various ways, and used the life-threatening fourteenth sword in his hand again, killing randomly, but he didn't touch anything. It was obvious that the demon-subduing pestle was fake and did not exist at all.

His figure was erratic, suppressed by two lotus pedestals, especially the lotus pedestal where the black shadows of the two immortals were sitting. A pair of rough hands were slowly being raised.

At this moment, he smelled a faint scent of medicine, and he suddenly realized in his heart that the other party had used some medicine powder in the air that could cause the illusion of transformation?

Under the night, the moon is shrouded, hazy, looming, real and fake. It seems that there are people sitting on the two lotus platforms. One is the Great Immortal, and the other is a black shadow.

There is no face, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly. It is just a thick black shadow, but the shape of its hands is exactly the same as that of the two immortals.

The shadow of the Demonic Pestle floated high and then fell this way.

"Zhao Tong, do you know your guilt?"

As the leader of the shamans, and the shamans believe in heaven, earth, gods, ghosts, and the spirits of all things, how could the Great Immortal not have some "miraculous signs" to display?
If there is no "miracle", how can the people in the tribe believe it? How could it create so many good men and women?
Fake, these are all fake, something to deceive those good men and women!
Zhao Tong thought in his mind, but even if what he sees now is fake, he can't help but be careful? If there is truth in the falsehood, it will be bad.

But the lotus platform of Daxianzhi unexpectedly expanded to more than double at this time. Daxianzhi fell down on the lotus platform, like a white porcelain beauty, her eyes were slightly closed, her five hearts were facing the sky, and her red lips were lightly parted.

This is extremely possible. This kind of grass is indeed produced in the prairie, Baishan, Heishui and other places. Maybe shamans have used it since ancient times to deceive the people living here, falsely claiming that the spirits of gods and ghosts are coming, and people often take drugs. Without knowing it, I think that what I see with my own eyes must be true.

As everyone knows, seeing may not be true!

Zhao Tong's eyes narrowed slightly: "Great Immortal, stop pretending to be a fool. If you don't come down and kneel down and surrender, I might be able to spare your life."

Zhao Tong was secretly shocked. He didn't know if the soldiers around him were the same as what he saw. Since it was a trick, it might not be the same.

Zhao Tong had no time to think about it anymore, because Da Xianzhi had already rushed over!

Daxianzhi's pair of willow-leaf slender eyebrows trembled, and his eyes suddenly opened. They turned out to be white eyes with no eyes inside.

"The immortals create things, the gods and ghosts make way, steal the sky and open the way, open the way!"

Before he finished speaking, the Great Immortal Zhi turned into a ray of snow-white light, his hands were like swords, and his gloves were like sword blades, blooming with a pale color, and he strangled him like a god.

This time, Zhao Tong couldn't avoid it. There were still two hands of the two immortals behind the Great Immortal. The two hands suddenly spread out and faced him. There was clearly an eyeball in the palm of each hand.

The eyes bloomed with brilliance, making those who saw it unable to open their eyes. The Great Immortal was already approaching like a fairy.

The Great Immortal knows that the Immortal Works have created something, and he has borrowed another five hundred years from Heaven to steal the Heaven and create a new way!

where is the road? The road is in front of you, and there is a road in front of you. God will kill God if he stands in his way, Buddha will be killed if he stands in the way of Buddha. If Zhao Tong stands in the way, then he must kill Zhao Tong and carve out a road to the sky!

Zhao Tong took a breath of cold air, what kind of trick is this? At this moment, he was sure that although he could not distinguish anything else, the great immortal knowledge that had found a way was definitely real and not an illusion.

At this moment, he couldn't dodge, dodge, or evade. He could only resist, block, or confront him head-on.

But the skills he possesses at the moment are of no avail to the Great Immortal, his realm is not as good as the Great Immortal, and his Qi and blood skills are profound, but they are not as good as the Great Immortal who has been cultivating for more than a hundred years.

However, Zhao Tong did not panic, nor was he confused. He inhaled instantly. Visible to the naked eye, there seemed to be white and dense breath surging towards him from all around.

These dense Qi were inhaled by him, and more of them surrounded him and drilled into his body autonomously. At this moment, he used the third form of Kunpeng's Three Illusions to Pengxing Jiutian.

This time, there were nine fingers, eighteen legs, and thirty-six swords.

His body rolled with thunder, and retreated within the rumbling sound, as if the waves were rising and the clouds were extinguishing, creating thousands of waves.

At this time, he was forced back by the Great Immortal Zhi's "opening the way to the sky". Seeing that the Great Immortal Zhi's attack was approaching, Zhao Tong suddenly rose up, and his aura suddenly changed at this moment.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes were sparkling, and he let out a long roar. His body became more agile and his figure became illusory.

His movements seemed to contain supreme martial principles, and every move he made was indescribably wonderful.

At this moment, Zhao Tong rushed to the realm of quasi-celestial being!
He is no longer behind the Great Immortal, and the flow of Qi and blood in his body may even be stronger than that of the Great Immortal. After all, he is much younger than the Great Immortal. At the same level, his blood, energy, and meridians are definitely superior to the other's. The Moye Sword in Zhao Tong's hand was also shining with ancient brilliance at this time, but this brilliance was a bit dim, it was a dim light, a shadowy light, a dark light.

Mo Xie's sword made a sound like a demonic roar and came from the sword. The surroundings around Zhao Tong became sad, as if they had left this life and entered another realm, which seemed to be a demon realm. The demon realm came and blocked the Great Immortal Zhi's "road opening"!
The Immortal knew that he wanted to open a way to the sky, but Zhao Tong's sword was the arrival of the demonic realm, intending to destroy the world.

Deadly sword technique, the fifteenth style!
This sword is the fifteen deadly swords that Zhao Tong just created!

He didn't use this sword completely. He only used it halfway.

It's not that he can't create a world, it's not that he can't create a world, it's just that he doesn't dare to create a world with this sword, and he's worried about creating a world with this sword.

He could no longer imagine the power of this sword. If it was just powerful, it would be nothing, but this sword was actually about killing, about blood, and about "destroying the world"!
Even if this sword really creates a perfect and complete sword style, he can't use it. The quasi-celestial realm can't use this fifteenth sword with a complete and fatal sword technique!

He only has half a sword now, and this half sword is already so strong that the skin around him is about to split, and the energy and blood are about to burst out of the body.

His hand was trembling violently, and he could not hold the sword. This was the ancient treasured weapon. If it were replaced with any other sword, even if it could cut iron like clay, it would not be able to withstand such a strong force and would have been broken into pieces. Segregated.

Only a sword made of extinct treasures can barely withstand the fifteen fatal sword blows without breaking directly.

When Zhao Tong's sword came out, Mo Xie's simple sword seemed to turn black, the sky and the earth were darkened, and the brilliant white light of the Great Immortal on the opposite side was also affected. It seemed that it could not withstand the darkness, and the light trembled unsteadily and was about to collapse.

I don’t know how many times Moye’s sword stabbed and struck down at this moment. From the demonic realm to the sky, back and forth, the sky is shattered, the sky is shattered, the gold is broken, and the jade is broken. Life is death, death is life, the sword god A smile, a sword of immortality.

Like an angry sword and a wild flower, this sword is the sword of Emperor Qin, the sword of King Qin, the sword of Zhao Tong, the fifteenth sword.

One sword cuts off the dazzling white light ahead, one sword pierces all kinds of illusions, and one sword pierces the path of life and death.

The white light dissipated, as if the heaven and earth were overturned, the stars were moving, and like porcelain breaking, the sound was sweet, the body of the Great Immortal suddenly stagnated, and then a drop of blood appeared on his forehead.

The blood droplet grew larger in an instant, and the Immortal's face was expressionless, with only his eyes showing a different kind of mood, ranging from shock to relief, and even more indescribable emotions.

Comes like wind and rain, goes like dust.

Daxianzhi's body split open little by little, his eyes full of red, gradually blocking everything...

Zhao Tong's face was pale, and his body swayed again and again, but finally he stabilized. He watched Daxianzhi being split into two by the fifteenth sword, and then he breathed out softly.

It’s a long story, but it actually only lasted for more than ten breaths. The smell of the medicine in the air had gradually faded away. The shouts of Huang Shang and Huo Sizhu reached his ears. Zhao Tong knew that he was not wrong. Da Xianzhi had indeed used it before. The hallucinogenic drug.

He waved his hand and said in a weak voice: "Go and see what happened to the two immortals."

After finishing speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, mobilized the Everlasting Eternal Spring Kung Fu in his body, began to regulate his breath and exhale, and collect his energy and blood...

The sky started to light up little by little, and Zhao Tong had returned to the hall and sat down. People were standing on both sides in front of him, and two corpses were placed in the middle of the ground, covered with linen thatch.

They are the corpses of the Great Immortal and the Second Immortal.

The Second Immortal was indeed a complete person. Although he was suppressed by Huang Shang and Huo Sizu, and was pierced by random arrows, there was nothing too strange about him. I thought he was hidden in the cloak of the Great Immortal before he came.

And after the Great Immortal left the cloak, the two arms of the Second Immortal that appeared under his neck were not an illusion, but real.

On the back of Daxianzhi's neck, two other hands did grow out. These two hands were very similar to the hands of the two immortals, which made people feel horrified at first glance and thought they were monsters.

Zhao Tong closed his eyes, leaned on the chair, and said calmly: "Who knows what is going on?"

After hearing the words, everyone immediately started talking among themselves, talking about everything. Some even said that the Great Immortal was born a monster and alien, not human.

After a long time, Huang Shang saluted and said: "Your Majesty, after thinking about it, the theory of monsters is actually nonsense. However, according to my thinking, there is a possibility that a weird scene like the Great Immortal will occur."

Zhao Tong opened his eyes and said, "What's possible?"

Huang Shang thought about it and said: "I have read a lot, and have read a lot of miscellaneous notes written by my predecessors. In ancient times, there was a technique of marrying off children, which is very strange, but it can produce such a situation as great immortal knowledge."

"Oh?" Zhao Tong frowned slightly: "What kind of marriage?"

Huang Shang said: "It's like peeling off a human skin and putting on the uncovered dog skin, so that the blood lines are connected with each other. If a person survives, he will wear the dog skin for a living from now on. This is a blood marriage. There is also the breaking of human bones and the grafting of animal bones. Bones and bones grow together. If a person is not disabled, there will be some extra limbs. This is bone grafting. I looked at the two hands born on the back of the great immortal, and they seem to be grafted on. It is most likely bone grafting, not born. have."

Zhao Tong thought about it: "What are the chances of success in this method of marrying off children?"

Huang Shang said: "It's impossible to do it in a hundred, but the Great Immortal Zhi is not an ordinary person. She is highly skilled in martial arts. If she wants to deceive the people for shaman sacrifices and other things, she has a 50% chance of achieving it."

Zhao Tong glanced at the thatch cover on the ground: "The two hands that were born are very similar to the hands of the Second Immortal. How can we explain it?"

Huang Shang said: "This is exactly what I can't figure out. I thought about it over and over, but I can only find one answer that barely makes sense."

"what is the answer?"

Huang Shang touched his beard and said: "The Second Immortal should have a twin brother. The Great Immortal knew that the hands of the married woman behind his back were cut off from the twin brother of the Second Immortal."

Zhao Tong was speechless after hearing this, and everyone in the hall also had expressions of bewilderment.

After a long while, Zhao Tong slowly spoke: "The shaman is secretive. The Great Immortal is dead and has nowhere to ask, so I can only think about it for the time being."

Everyone in the hall said yes.

Zhao Tong waved his hand: "Take the body out and burn it and bury it deeply. There is no need to leave a mark or a tombstone. Old Scholar Huang, please supervise this matter personally."

Huang Shang saluted: "I obey."

A moment later, Zhao Tong ordered everyone to disperse, and sat alone in the hall, meditating...

(End of this chapter)