Chapter 157 This group of favors is inappropriate

Min Shang didn't take an underage phoenix seriously at all. Why would he bother with a piece of trash that couldn't even escape thorns?

What a favored child of heaven, nothing more than that.

Min Shang looked at the stubborn and refusing-to-admit little phoenix kneeling on the ground with amusement. It would be perfect for him to eat alive this divine beast that was filled with precious treasures.

Min Shang moved his toes slightly, but he heard a sharp sound of breaking wind in his ears.

The sharp sword cut through the sky, the icy blade carrying frost and snow, and pierced through Min Shang's arm with just one strike.

Min Shang released his demonic energy to resist, and shook his arm, which was bleeding profusely, without caring, and looked at Mo Li with frowned eyes, "What are you doing, Immortal Venerable?"

Mo Li retracted his sword, and warm blood slid down the sword to the ground, forming a small bloodstain.

"I only want Qi Chengjing's life," Mo Li said indifferently, "You have overstepped the limit."

Min Shang's eyes darkened. He was no match for Mo Li in his prime, so he had no choice but to give in and said, "He forced his way in. You can't blame me for that."

Mo Li ignored Min Shang's excuses. He did all this for Shen Zhi. If Min Shang hurt him, he could get rid of Qi Chengjing on his own without Min Shang.

Mo Li's moon-like face was frost-covered. She turned her gaze towards Shen Zhi, her brows cold, "Come here."

Shen Zhi blinked with great effort, gave Mo Li a flattering smile, and called softly, "Mother."

The little phoenix's blood was flowing too fast, her hands and feet were cold, her straight back was a little weak, and her lips were pale.

Shen Zhi shook his body, gritted his teeth and looked at Min Shang unyieldingly, repeating in a low voice: "Don't hurt him."

Hu Zang stared at the little phoenix standing in front of him with red eyes. The little phoenix's frail body was like a standing mountain, so firm and unshakable.

Hu Zang vomited the blood in his mouth and crawled to Shen Zhi's side like a wolf. His eyes swept over the little phoenix whose shoulder was pierced by the thorn. His breathing was tightly grasped and his heart was pounded into a pulp by the iron pestle.

Hu Zang fed the little phoenix a pill with shaking hands, his voice trembling, "Baby, don't be afraid, bear with it, I will pull it out."

Listening to Hu Zang's hoarse sobbing, Little Phoenix was surprised for the first time. He wanted to laugh at this black-hearted fox for having such a gaffe, but he just couldn't bring himself to smile.

Shen Zhi's long eyelashes trembled as he watched Hu Zang's right hand stiffly grasp the thorn that pierced his shoulder. The right hand that could take someone's life in an instant seemed to be imprisoned in some way and could not move for a moment.

The little phoenix tilted its head and smiled, still with the same naughty and playful expression as before, but its pale and weak face made people feel heartbroken.

"Baby, don't be afraid," Hu Zang stared at the bloody hole on Shen Zhi's shoulder like a lost soul, and repeated it over and over again with trembling lips.

The little phoenix hid his moist eyes, lowered his head with half of his face hidden in the light and shadow, revealing his slightly pursed lips and pointed chin, making him look surprisingly calm.

"I'm not afraid," Shen Zhi said softly, as if comforting Hu Zang who had lost control.

As if she had made up her mind, Little Phoenix forcefully placed her hand on the back of Hu Zang's hand, which was as cold as ice. In front of Hu Zang's bloodshot eyes, she used the force to pull out the thorn on her shoulder without hesitation.

Shen Zhi, who was instantly exhausted, fell into Hu Zang's arms, and the gushing golden blood covered Hu Zang's entire lower body. The strange and dreamy blood like red gold sparkled in the sunlight, bringing with it a terrifying feeling of suffocation.

Hu Zang covered Little Phoenix's wound in panic, but blood still seeped out from the gaps between his fingers. Hu Zang opened his mouth, but his throat was so frightened that no sound came out.

Hu Zang's tears fell uncontrollably from his hollow eyes; he could not save Shen Zhi.

"Save...him," Hu Zang looked up pleadingly at Mo Li who was standing high and mighty in front of him, tears of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, like a mad evil spirit.

He asked for nothing.

He was no longer greedy.

It doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter who Shen Zhi is with.

Hu Zang reached out and grabbed the hem of Mo Li's robe, leaving a dirty bloody handprint on the white robe. The arrogant evil ghost lowered his head and begged humans, "Save him, take him... away."

He was wrong. He thought his presence would not bring any harm to Shen Zhi.

He thought he could accompany Shen Zhi in an irrelevant identity and spend a short and happy time with him.

He really knew he was wrong. He shouldn't be prepared to exchange his own life for Shen Zhi's. Before his death, he still had a little hope and tried to live in Shen Zhi's memory.

How could this happen? How could this happen? He was clearly prepared to use the heavy mirror to go back in time and space, to stop the little phoenix from bearing the thunder tribulation for Mo Li, and to use himself to rewrite the inevitable death of Shen Zhi.

Obviously, the soul-splitting technique has been successful. With one Qi Chengjing dead, the other Qi Chengjing can deceive the heavens and proceed according to plan.

The little phoenix will not perish due to the limitations of its talent or bloodline, and the heavens will not find out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Hu Zang hugged Shen Zhi tightly and kept apologizing to him.

He shouldn't ask for it.

I didn't expect to be born, so why should I want to leave a little love for the little phoenix?

He could have just stayed in one place and waited to die, so why was he so greedy?

"I'm really sorry, please go with Mo Li," Hu Zang cried, begging the little phoenix in his arms who was losing temperature, "I'm sorry."

Mo Li looked at Hu Zang's hypocritical appearance coldly, leaned over and snatched the dying Shen Zhi from Hu Zang's arms.

Who are you showing this ugly face to? Arrogant and conceited.

He went against the will of heaven and split his soul. Since he had decided to sacrifice his own life for the little phoenix, why did he act like he was suffering?

She was not satisfied with separating Qi Chengjing, who had all her love for Little Phoenix, and sending her to Shen Zhi. She was jealous of herself and even tried to get Shen Zhi to give a little love to another Hu Zang who was doomed to die. It was so childish that it made people laugh.

"You'd better not forget your own mission," Mo Li said in a calm voice, which was both a reminder and a threat.

Mo Li picked up the seriously injured Shen Zhi and used his spiritual power to protect his heart.

The little phoenix smelled the reassuring scent coming from her mother, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips, trying to please Mo Li who was worried about her impulsive behavior.

The little phoenix nervously tugged at Mo Li's wide sleeves and apologized uneasily: "Mother, I'm sorry."

Mo Li paused for a moment, his lips straightened, and he stared into Shen Zhi's clean eyes for a long time, then said in a compromising tone, "There won't be a next time."

The little phoenix blinked obediently.

"Come away with me," Mo Li wanted to take Shen Zhi away. The transmission of spiritual power in this way could only have a temporary effect. The little phoenix was limited by its talent and was seriously injured, so it must be treated in time.

The Qi and blood were flowing backwards, and Shen Zhi couldn't help but cough, with blood stains coming out of his lips.

Mo Li frowned and increased the transmission force.

The divine beasts are a species that is extremely favored by Heaven, and Heaven grants them unique abilities, such as the ability to sense life and death.

Shen Zhi grabbed Mo Li's hand and shook his head to signal him to stop.

Mo Li looked at the weak Shen Zhi with a frosty look in her eyes. She only heard him say, "Mother, please let Hu Zang go, okay?"

Mo Li's patience reached its limit, and anger showed on his face. "I want you to be safe for a long time, so he must die."

The immortal, who was as cold and pure as glass, now broke the bottle made of cold jade, revealing his cold and ruthless cruelty.

Shen Zhi had never seen Mo Li like this. The mother in his memory was gentle and considerate, completely different from the cruel person in front of him.

Mo Li's cold fingertips touched the corners of Little Phoenix's red eyes, "Are you afraid of me?"

Shen Zhi shook his head. To him, mother would always be mother.

Mo Li looked deeply into Shen Zhi's admiring eyes, and a huge sense of frustration invaded his heart.

He didn't want to be a mother who could sacrifice her life for the little phoenix.

The inner demon was born when Shen Zhi resolutely collided with the thunder tribulation that was going to destroy him. It tortured him day and night and made him restless.

"I don't want him to die," Shen Zhi's eyes were red and filled with warm tears as he looked at Mo Li pleadingly.

Mo Li looked at Shen Zhi quietly, measuring his expression inch by inch.

It seemed that Hu Zang really got what he wanted.

That little bit of love from Shen Zhi.

"No," Mo Li refused him. He wanted Shen Zhi to live no matter what.

Even though the little phoenix only regarded him as her mother, she would hate him.

Shen Zhi helplessly grasped Mo Li's chest, "Mother, I don't want others to exchange their lives for mine. This is the destined ending."

The gods and beasts all believe in destiny, and they obey all the fates arranged for them by heaven.

This is the unique respect that the divine beast has for the Way of Heaven.

Those who practice cultivation must follow the will of heaven to achieve the great way.

As a person who was once admired by everyone and a leader in cultivation, Mo Li also believed in the way of heaven. He never dreamed of changing his fate of failing in overcoming the calamity and falling into ruin.

"I don't believe that fate can't be defied," but now, he wants to save Shen Zhi, and Mo Li insists on fighting against the will of heaven.

Mo Li felt Shen Zhi's pulse, his eyebrows jumped, he raised his eyelids and looked coldly at Hu Zang: "Do you want to die by yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

Hu Zang wiped the blood from his lips and took out the heavy mirror.

All the secret realms and illusions are illusions created by Hu Zang.

He brought the little phoenix to Qiongying Island in order to get away from Jiuyou and go back in time to change Shen Zhi's fate.

Mo Li fed the last Phoenix Pill to the little phoenix and placed the person in his arms in front of Hu Zang.

There was no time left. He originally wanted to take Shen Zhi to find a clean place for Hu Zang to offer sacrifice, but the little phoenix's vitality was rapidly draining away, forcing him to make a decision now.

"Chongming Mirror?" A surprised voice came over.

Mo Li picked up the sword and asked Hu Zang to continue, "I'll go deal with him."

Mo Li had seen Chong Ming Jing many years ago. He had seen all of his life, including the life he had been entangled with his disciple Qi Chengjing, and not a single one of it was different.

However, when he really experienced his life, the little phoenix he accidentally rescued became a turning point that changed his destiny.

He walked through life step by step according to the life in the Chongming Mirror, not daring to make any mistakes, but even so, he still could not hide the way of heaven.

What if Qi Chengjing died and Shen Zhi took his place?

It depends on whether you can do it or not.

Mo Li leaned over to block Shen Zhi, raised his sword and went towards Min Shang, "It's better to be buried here."

Mo Li's attack was extremely fierce. Even during Min Shang's heyday he had to give it his all, let alone now.

Min Shang dodged everywhere, and was inevitably wounded by Mo Li's sword intent.

Min Shang is not a vegetarian. He is a real demon who emerged from the blood and rain.

Since he couldn't kill Mo Li, he killed the little phoenix that was entangled with people's hearts.

Under Mo Li's attack again, Min Shang found the right opportunity and rushed behind Mo Li.

Mo Li was greatly surprised and tried to block it, but he was a step behind.

Min Shang saw that his plan had succeeded and was about to leave Shen Zhi when he was unexpectedly stopped by someone.

Ye Qing appeared out of nowhere and broke Min Shang's heart.

Ye Qing looked disdainfully at Min Shang who had fallen to the ground, and slowly turned his gaze towards Hu Zang who was about to send Shen Zhi back to his original state, with a hint of pity, "He is not from this world. Even if you send him back a hundred times, he will still die."