Chapter 152 This group of favors is inappropriate

Cang Feijiao did not bring back Hu Zang, but he did bring back a piece of news.

"In that case, we don't have to wait any longer," Li Feng picked up the thin blanket that had fallen beside the bird's nest and lifted it up to cover the little phoenix's slightly rising and falling chest.

There is a mysterious place on Qiongying Island that is elusive. When Cang Feijiao was looking for Hu Zang, he heard that someone had found the secret place, and other sects rushed there one after another.

As expected, the heavy mirror they wanted should be in the secret realm.

Cang Feijiao didn't have to wait for Hu Zang, but, "What about him?"

Cang Feijiao looked worriedly at Shen Zhi who was sleeping soundly. The Qilin Fire had not yet been refined, and Shen Zhi's spiritual power was greatly weakened, and he was even unable to transform into a human form.

Li Feng's eyebrows were as white as snow, and his voice was light: "I will protect him."

Cang Feijiao didn't want to take this trouble upon himself, but Shen Zhibi was a member of the Mingyu Palace after all. If Li Feng had any evil intentions, His Majesty would have to chop him alive.

There has long been a rumor in Mingyu Palace that the reason why Shen Zhi is so arrogant is because he is the illegitimate son of the Lord who is stranded outside.

"Don't bother," Cang Feijiao pushed Qi Chengjing out, "We just need to look after Shen Zhi."

Qi Chengjing closed his eyes and picked up the bird's nest on the ground.

"All right," Li Feng did not refuse, his eyes still showing a gentle smile, "I'll go with you anyway."

Cang Feijiao naturally felt that more people would provide more protection, so the three of them took the still sleeping Que'er and walked towards the entrance of the secret realm at night.

The secret realm is located in the east of Qiongying Island. There are endless mountains there with all kinds of rare and exotic animals. Most of the monks gather there. If you are unlucky and cannot find the secret realm, you can still bring back some rare herbs and treasures so that you don’t return empty-handed.

Shen Zhi and his group arrived too late, but fortunately, when they arrived, the situation was not too bad. The entrance to the secret realm had not been closed and could even accommodate others.

Shen Zhili was paralyzed above Qi Chengjing's head. He could now barely flap his wings and fly a few times. Recalling the scattered white bones at the entrance that had turned into dark red soil, the air was filled with a fishy smell.

"Looking at the dead people at the entrance, the clothes they wore seemed to be similar?" Little Phoenix was a little confused, not sure if what she saw was correct.

The clothes of most immortal cultivation sects are of the same style, the only difference is mostly the color of the clothes and the patterns.

Cang Feijiao knocked around in the closed stone cave, trying to find a way out, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't it the same as what the group of people who came to beat us a few days ago wore?"

When they first entered the secret realm, they fell into this cave. Surrounded by hard rocks, the cave was dark, gloomy, and humid, making people extremely uncomfortable. The most important thing was that there was not much oxygen left inside.

Li Feng took out a night-shining pearl to illuminate the cave, and carefully examined the messy scratches on the cave wall.

"I'll hit you," the little phoenix said righteously.

Cang Feijiao said indifferently, "It's all the same."

Qi Chengjing looked at Li Feng not far away, who was staring at the cave wall without saying a word. He followed his gaze and looked at the scratches. It was as if the chaotic horizontal and vertical lines had flown up and were arranged in front of his eyes to form words that he could not understand.

"Those who died were all members of the Qi family," Qi Chengjing gave the answer.

Little Phoenix listened to Qi Chengjing's answer and asked curiously, "Did they die because the Qi family was too weak?"

That doesn't explain why all the dead were from the Qi family. Were there no weaklings from other sects? Even if the Qi family was unlucky, why did those people die in such a tragic way, as if they were being ripped off piece by piece alive? What deep hatred was there?

"Yes," Qi Chengjing curled his lips coldly. Not as skilled as others and dying without being able to protect himself is just too weak.

Qi Chengjing's answer was so certain that Little Phoenix's curiosity disappeared without a trace.

Shen Zhi suddenly fluttered his tender wings and flew to the side of Li Feng. At this time, Li Feng had already bitten his fingertips and squeezed out blood that dripped onto the wall of the cave.

Drops of scarlet blood flowed along the rough stone wall, but a tiny drop of blood involuntarily expanded and overflowed along the grooves as it passed through the scratches, and then slowly expanded to the entire wall of the cave.

Shen Zhi was startled for a moment by this sudden change. Now all the stone walls were the color of Li Feng's blood. Those scratches seemed to have life, flowing with the blood drops that Li Feng had smeared before.

"Mother!!!" The little phoenix suddenly saw something and howled heartbreakingly, and threw itself towards Li Feng who was sucked into the strange stone wall.

Li Feng's usual gentle expression towards the little phoenix disappeared completely, and he struck the palm-sized bird in mid-air.

The little phoenix fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string, with golden blood spurting out of its beak.

"Shen Zhi?" Qi Chengjing frowned and tentatively picked up the little phoenix with a faint breath.

Shen Zhi's little head hung in Qi Chengjing's palm. He couldn't stop coughing, with deep sadness in his eyes.

Qi Chengjing's heart was pierced deeply by such a fragile little phoenix, and he felt a sharp pain.

Qi Chengjing put two fingers together and placed them on Shen Zhi's chest to transfer spiritual power to him, just to make him feel better.

The little phoenix was listless and lacked energy, and fainted in the damp and cold stone cave. Qi Chengjing became more and more eager to transmit his spiritual power.

The air in the cave became thinner and thinner, and Qi Chengjing even had difficulty breathing. His vision gradually became blurred, and he watched from afar as Cang Feijiao fell down in front of him, unable to hold on any longer and passed out.

Qi Chengjing woke up very quickly, but he was not in the stone cave, and the little phoenix that he had been holding tightly before he fainted was not in his palm.

Qi Chengjing checked the surrounding environment. He seemed to be in a large hot spring pool with many small hot springs scattered around, emitting wisps of hot steam that made people's faces hot.

Qi Chengjing was not a person who did not know the direction. On the contrary, as a mercenary in his previous life, he had never taken the wrong path in the rain forest.

But now he was uncertain. Qi Chengjing felt as if he was suspended and floating, unable to find his way down to earth. He couldn't tell where he was at all.

Qi Chengjing gradually came up with a guess in his mind that his body was still in the cave, but his soul had entered an unknown dream.

Qi Chengjing had good hearing, and the sound of flowing water guided him to where there were people.

It was a not very big hot spring pool that could accommodate two adult men. What was interesting was that it was a slightly larger hot spring pool inside a smaller hot spring pool. If it were placed in modern times, it would definitely be the first choice of parents, because the small hot spring pool could just accommodate a young child who needed supervision.

In the small hot spring pool in front of Qi Chengjing was a fiery red and golden egg, and in the large hot spring pool was a man wearing underwear and with waist-length hair.

Qi Chengjing could only see his back, but he felt inexplicably familiar. He did not take it lightly and found a place to hide himself and spy on him.

Just a thin back view is enough to show the man's pure and elegant appearance. His slender, cold white hands extend beyond the scorching hot spring pool, as if adding pink powder to the thin porcelain glaze.

"Don't worry, it will be out soon." The soft fingertips touched the texture of the eggshell, and the tone gently soothed the restless eggshell.

The eggshell shook dissatisfaction, splashing small water droplets onto the man's clear and bright face.

The water drops fell along the man's delicate collarbone and disappeared into his tight and smooth chest.

The man was not angry. He looked at the angry egg with a faint smile, listened to the tender and cute bird chirping inside, and pretended to scold: "You are naughty."

Such a warm scene was soon broken by the arrival of a gloomy-looking man.

"Master, aren't you too idle?" The man had a pair of cold and sharp eyes, and his originally sparse facial features were now a little dull. When he brushed the round egg, his expression became even uglier.

The little life wrapped in the eggshell seemed to sense the unfriendly gaze, and cried out to its mother beside it in a coquettish and sad manner.

"Qi Chengjing" listened to the faint chirping of birds in the eggshell, raised the corners of his lips coldly, and said sarcastically: "If you are so timid, you might as well stay away from the outside world for the rest of your life."

As soon as Qi Chengjing finished speaking, Danke heard it all and was so angry that it jumped around in the hot spring pool.

Mo Li frowned slightly, and quickly held the angry egg in her palm, caressing it gently. She raised her eyelids and looked at the disciple who was arguing with the egg, and said disapprovingly: "He is still young? Are you young too? Why are you angry with it?"

"Qi Chengjing" did not explain, but sneered, "I just don't like it."

I was the one who took care of Master when he was in seclusion, but now...

"Qi Chengjing" looked at the egg acting cute and coquettish in the master's arms, and his eyes darkened. He was indeed a heartless person. People who usually interacted with him couldn't recognize him.

Others just lost their spiritual power for him a few times and soaked in hot springs a few times and then lost their way. It's right that he hasn't broken the shell for so long.

"What do you want from me?" Mo Li pressed his brows with a headache.

"Qi Chengjing" retracted his gaze and reported: "Demon Lord Ye Qing is going to attack Jixiaomen."

"Ye Qing personally attacked and fought," Qi Chengjing added, glancing at Mo Li's emotionless face.

Mo Li stroked the restless egg in his palm, frowning slightly, "I'll go myself..."

"Who is there?!" A stream of water shot out from the spring. Mo Li protected the egg behind him and looked coldly behind the pile of stones not far away.

Qi Chengjing who was hiding behind the stone was secretly surprised that Mo Li was so sensitive that he could detect a soul.

Qi Chengjing was unable to dodge and was met in the face by the water arrow shot by Mo Li. He subconsciously closed his eyes, but the water arrow fell on the stone and broke it into pieces.

Qi Chengjing's body floated away uncontrollably. He saw "Qi Chengjing" and Mo Li looking at each other, then he raised his sword and walked towards the place where he had just hidden.

However, Qi Chengjing, who did not notice anything unusual, shook his head at Mo Li.

When Qi Chengjing thought he had survived this dream, he fainted again unexpectedly.

When he woke up, he found himself in a fighting arena.

Still a dream.

Qi Chengjing didn't expect that Shen Zhi knew Mo Li before he was born. No wonder Shen Zhi regarded Mo Li as his mother.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!" Qi Chengjing was now in the spectator seats, and the people around him were shouting like thunder, full of passion.

Qi Chengjing looked towards the center of the competition. Who else could it be but Shen Zhi?

The contestants this time were actually Shen Zhi and "Qi Chengjing".

Qi Chengjing didn't dare to be distracted. This was probably the battle between immortals and demons that Shen Zhi often talked about, where the original owner had been stripped of his clothes.

"Brother, may I ask why everyone is so excited?" Qi Chengjing pulled the person next to him and asked.

Qi Chengjing learned from others that several years ago, Demon Lord Ye Qing attacked Jixiaomen, and Immortal Lord Moli stepped forward to fight. In order not to harm innocent disciples, Immortal Lord Moli was forced to agree to Demon Lord Ye Qing to hold a competition between immortals and demons.

Everyone knows that the magic techniques are bizarre and cruel. Basically, cultivators of the same level are no match for the magic techniques.

Demon Lord Ye Qing proposed this competition between immortals and demons just to humiliate Jixiaomen.

As expected, the Jixiao Sect suffered heavy losses in the competition between immortals and demons, and the only one who persisted was the disciple of Immortal Master Mo Li.

"You don't know that Qi Chengjing is very powerful. He has killed many demons. We are really far behind him..."

Qi Chengjing fixed his gaze on the center of the competition and saw a "Qi Chengjing" who was completely different from him.

"Qi Chengjing" was not wearing the standard uniform of Jixiaomen, but a black robe with a gloomy face, looking more like a demon than a devil.

"If you admit defeat, I will let you go," "Qi Chengjing" said with icy eyes, glancing at the little phoenix in front of him who was so angry that her fur was about to explode.

Such an arrogant attitude made the little phoenix even more angry.

"I will never admit defeat in front of Your Majesty. Shameless villain, prepare to die!" The little phoenix rushed forward again with a double-edged sword in hand.

It was easy for "Qi Chengjing" to deal with a little phoenix whose hair had not even grown fully, but he did not choose to beat the man half to death and throw him off the stage as he did before. Instead, he fought him with ease.

"Qi Chengjing" grabbed the wrist of Little Phoenix that was stabbing at his chest, restrained him by his side, and asked, "I heard that Ye Qing is not afraid of anything. With your skills, how can you be the left protector?"

The little phoenix was so angry that she wanted to bite "Qi Chengjing" to death, and angrily scolded: "It's none of your business."

Not only could I not defeat this man, but I also had to endure his insults and scolding.

It's really annoying.

"You are not obedient at all," "Qi Chengjing" characterized the little phoenix who seemed to be angry out of shame, and snatched his blade with his bare hands, "You are not obedient either."

"Qi Chengjing" pushed Shen Zhi away from his arms, opened his eyelids, and said with a sharp gaze, "Then I will check it myself."

The little phoenix, who was pushed to the other side of the stage by "Qi Chengjing", didn't understand what was happening. She looked at the "Qi Chengjing" on the opposite side rushing towards her with a blade in hand.

The people in the spectator seats had their vision blocked for a moment, and started to clamor in confusion.

Qi Chengjing looked at the white mist rising from the center of the stage and burying Shen Zhihe and "Qi Chengjing" in it. He felt uneasy and quickly jumped up and dived into the mist.