After the Qinghe Dan case was resolved, Su Xunyi did not find any clues about the Divine Sword in the city. After discussing with Jiang Huai'er, Xianyumen and his party decided to set off in advance and go to the swamp where the ruins of the little Shenzong are located.

"Why is there still fog?" Standing outside the swamp, Jiang Huai'er frowned. She thought the fog on the map only pointed to miasma, but she didn't expect it to be fog.

Moreover, the fog is quite mysterious. Even Jiang Huai'er's spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate the illusion and explore the scenery inside, which is mostly related to the remains of the small Shenzong.

For a moment, a few people were trapped here, unable to advance or retreat, and there were many people who were in the same situation as them, with a radius of hundreds of meters, and there were tents everywhere, and some of them seemed to have been waiting here for several days.

"It will take several hours before the fog will dissipate." Just as Jiang Huai'er complained, a slightly tender voice came from behind the three of them.

Looking back, I found that it was a child with bangs, a thin figure, wearing a star-moon white robe, and an embroidered yin and yang fish on his back. I was eye-catching.

The child's face was a little gloomy, his skin was extremely white, and he could see the purple blood vessels under the skin.

"Are you dd or mm?"

JAC has always been very tolerant of the child. Although the child exudes a breath of being unaware of the stranger, JAC still squatted in front of him and asked with a smile.

Before anyone could answer, he even got it.

"Um... Gu is not a man." Feeling that his cheek was pulled apart by the weird sister in front of him and squeezed back and continued to knead and deformed, the little boy's indeciphery of speech explained his gender.

"Is that true?" Jiang Huai'er subconsciously looked at his robe and then laughed at herself.

What can such a young child see? Even if he grows soft and has no way to see what he should not see.

Maybe he is a boy.

"Brother, let your female cultivator stay away from that child. People from their Star Sect will attract people's luck."

Jiang Huai'er was placing a baby there, so Su Xunyi naturally had to be responsible for tying up the tent. During this period, people continued to go here. After finding the fog, they basically did not return home. But like Su Xunyi, they chose to set up camp and wait here to ensure that they could enter the ruins of the little Shenzong as soon as possible.

During this period, someone asked Su Xunyi to borrow tools and let it go. The man saw Jiang Huai'er holding the fair boy and advised him kindly.

"What is Xingzong?" Yu Ruanruan was biting the corner of her clothes, looking at the weird child who was favored by her senior sister jealously, and asked immediately after hearing this.

"I am a sect that is good at astrology and divination. It is very famous. It is also a major sect in mainland China. However, the people of this sect act treacherously and speak mysteriously and sarcastically. They say they are criticizing people for their good and bad luck. However, many people also rumor that they are sucking other people's fortunes, and they are very good and evil."

The man who borrowed tools beat the ground and nailed it into mud to fix the tent, while popularizing science.

"The specific day when the relic of the little Shenzong was opened this time was calculated by the Xingzong. I heard that they even calculated the time when the fog disappeared, saying that it was a few hours later, and the second half of the night."

The man said that, from his actions of pounding the ground nails and bolting the windproof rope to death, he knew that he did not believe that such thick fog could completely dissipate in a few hours.

"So amazing." Yu Ruanruan didn't expect that the child who looked at the weird one was so powerful. Even Su Xunyi looked at the child thoughtfully.

When they were talking about Xingzong, the people from Xingzong were also staring at Jiang Huai'er.

"Who is that woman who can make that little devil have no power to resist." People in the world say that people in the Star Sect act strangely, but they don't know that this is a rank of gloomy and treacherous.

Most of the children of the Star Sect speak mysteriously based on the astrologer's personality.

But that child...his birth is the biggest shadow and secret of the Star Sect.

"Xiao Wu, what else do you want? I have said that the biggest winner of this trip to ruins has already appeared, and the second and third have already benefited. My Fubo Daojie is limited. Even if you, Baixiao Sect, smash me to death with money, I can't calculate the gains and losses of this fourth level!"

The curtain of the largest tent in the area where the people of Xingzong stationed was unveiled. A fat old man wearing Xingzong's moon robe walked out in a nagging manner. Behind him was a young man with a skinny bone, an oil-carton cage on his back, and a poor scholar dressed in a poor scholar.

Judging from his appearance, his eyebrows are extremely thick.

"I'll tell you this. If you want to calculate the fourth level of cause and effect gains and losses, only my Xuanmen calculator can show it! You Baixiao Sect will die of this heart." Although he was also heartbroken when he refused Baixiao Sect's heavy money.

But their ability is limited, and their Xingzong is not a real liar. It is absolutely impossible to talk nonsense to the sake of making a fuss.

"So, Xingzong will not participate in this relic exploration?" The scholar, known as Xiao Wu, twisted his thick eyebrows.

"Yes, although I, Fubo, only vaguely calculated the third level of gains and losses after getting close to the ruins! But I was also sure that during this trip to the ruins, our Xingsect would just be useless to get in. There would be no profit. It would be better to go home earlier."

After leaving this sentence aside, Fu Bo ignored Xiao Wu and called his disciples to pack up quickly and leave here as soon as possible before more people gather.

"The people from Baixiao Sect are really a group of nerds." Among the insulting training disciples who were on their hips and hit and kicked, Fu Bo noticed that Xiao Wu was looking for a quick place next to the thick fog and began to meditate. He was obviously going to the ruins to find out, and shook his head helplessly.

Their Star Sect can't get a good place, can Baixiao Sect take advantage?

It’s really not that the Yellow River will not give up. I really don’t know if they should praise their strong curiosity or their brains.

"My little girl, let's go."

Xingzong started with a bunch of carriages and horses full of small bags. Fu Bo followed behind and followed slowly, but after walking a few steps, he found that his little ancestor had actually fallen out of the line.

Looking back, I saw a child wearing a white robe and slightly thin in the breeze, standing in one place, looking deep and deep.

"Stop watching, this is not your opportunity, and you don't need such an opportunity." Fu Bo thought she had moved the child's nature and wanted to join in the fun, so he walked over and wanted to pull her away.

When she walked around the front, she found that there seemed to be stars flashing in her eyes. She was not prepared for her. Fu Bo's Nascent Soul Cultivation was almost hooked into the pool of stars.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." The child shook his head.

Retracted his eyes from the white haired back.

"The spiritual pill is natural, that's six inches..."

She saw it in the fourth level of cause and effect.

A man who meets this condition will be the biggest winner of this trip to the ruins.
Chapter completed!