On the third day of Yichen Hall's dinner, Qi Yushu and the others came back. They brought a message that there was indeed a large ruin in the south of Shenxu Palace. The rare treasures they brought back from the ruins made the monks' eyes lit up.

The Ten Thousand Sects Conference is about to be held, and many sects are concentrated in the Shenxu Palace. At present, the heads of sects of all sizes sit down overnight and they have made a plan, which is to explore the remains before the Ten Thousand Sects Conference.

Ye Wenqiu and the others had long thought that each sect would have this idea, but it was just a matter of the time when the ruins appeared. Even if they had the intention of monopolizing the ruins, other sects would not allow it.

Because the time and place of this ruins appeared so cleverly, the major sects named it the ruins of Wanzong. The Nascent Soul Cultivators from the five major sects had already visited the road. When the hour of the middle age arrived, the monks from other sects would enter the ruins of Wanzong in batches.

Before midnight, the mountain to the south of the Shenhua Peak was lined with monks. The monks showed their magical powers, some riding on spiritual beasts that were ten feet tall, some used magic weapons to protect their bodies and their bodies, and some shining like big light bulbs. Some talked and talked with their companions, and some were silent and mixed in the crowd to reduce their presence.

This time period in the past was Du Heng's sleep. There was activity tonight. His spiritual energy moved around his body several times before he drove away his sleep. He hugged Xiaoxiao in his arms, and Xiaoxiao's eyelids were stuck together. Du Heng adjusted his posture to make Xiaoxiao sleep more comfortable: "Go to sleep." Xiaoxiao: "Ji..."

Du Heng was actually a little excited. When he read the novel, he often saw monks encountering great opportunities when they entered the Blessed Cave Heaven. After traveling through time, it was the first time he entered the ruins! Thanks to Wen Qiong. If it weren't for Wen Qiong, as a casual cultivator, he would not even be able to rely on the edge of the ruins.

Looking to the left, Xuan Yu was turning to look at him: "What's wrong?" Du Heng smiled and said, "I'm a little excited and worried."

Feng Gui's voice came from the right: "What are you worried about?"

Du Heng turned his head and saw Feng Gui was carrying Jing Nan on his back. Jing Nan was sleeping soundly on Feng Gui's shoulder. Jing Daxian'er slept so well that he started to slap, which attracted the monks around him to watch frequently.

Du Heng said: "I am not very flexible in sword control. What if we need to fight the sword when we enter the ruins?" He heard from his senior sister and the others that the teleportation array of the remains of Wanzong was in the air, and we needed to fight the sword when we went down.

Feng Gui said calmly: "What's so scary about this? Even if someone falls down, you won't fall down. Why do you always worry about these impossible things?"

Du Heng scratched his hair: "Isn't this... preparation for the future?" Jing Nan turned over and muttered: "This is called being idle all day long."

Du Heng stared at Jing Nan quietly, and Jing Daxian'er happily continued to pretend to be dead.

At this moment, a dazzling spiritual light ball lit up in the valley directly in front of me. The spiritual light ball rose higher and higher. When it reached the highest point, it exploded with a loud bang. The silent mountains were awakened by this spiritual light, and the night turned into daylight.

Du Heng came to his spirit: "Is the ruins going to be opened?" He had heard that the ruins would lightning and thunder when they appeared, but looking at the moonlight and star tonight, it didn't look like there would be thunder.

Hearing Du Heng’s question, Wen Qiong, who was standing in front of them, said: “You are thinking too much, most of the time, it’s because Ye Wenqiu is going to talk a few more times. I’m so annoyed.”

This time, Ye Wenqiu will follow everyone into the ruins. If there is any danger in the ruins, he can resist them for a while.

Wen Qiong was right. After the light ball, Elder Ye stood in the air and bowed to everyone: "Fellow Taoists, before you enter the ruins, I need to say a few words to everyone." Next, Elder Ye reasonably analyzed the risks and opportunities in the ruins, reminding everyone that there are risks in entering the ruins, and be cautious when grabbing treasures.

Du Heng felt that Ye Wenqiu had at least two incense sticks, and the smile in his arms was so sleeping that his nose was so snot bubbled.

After finally waiting for Ye Wenqiu to finish speaking, Zishi also arrived. The monks gathered their spiritual senses at the place where Ye Wenqiu had just stood, trying to see what the entrance to the ruins looked like. After Zishi, a ball of orange-red mist suddenly rose from the air. The mist slowly stopped in the air. Every moment, the fog expanded several times more than it was at the beginning.

White faintly emerged from the center of the fog. The sharp-eyed monk saw the white ball with mountains and water in the middle. Suddenly, the screams came from all directions: "Look! It's the ruins of ten thousand sects!" "Wow, what a big ruin!"

Wen Qiong said to Du Heng and the others: "Our Dingkun Sect is the third one, we are following closely." As soon as Wen Qiong finished speaking, the cultivators of Dingkun Sect were shocked.

Speaking of which, Du Heng thought that only Wen Qiong and his senior sisters came to attend the conference of Ten Thousand Sects, but he did not expect that there were more than 200 people from Ding Kun Sects to attend the conference, among which the lowest cultivation was the early stage of the Jindan cultivator. That's right... Du Heng was the early stage of the Jindan cultivator with the lowest cultivation level. Don't ask Du Heng how he felt, he didn't have time to think about this shameful question.

As the host of Shenxu Palace, their monks took the lead in, followed by people from Tianyi Sect. When the yellow Taoist robes worn by the monks of a sect dissipated in the mist that day, Wen Qiong waved his hand and said, "Go."

Du Heng noticed a problem when he took off. He found that among the five major sects, there were only Dingkun Sect without fixed Taoist robes. Needless to say, the other four major sects, Shenxu Palace, except for the disciples of the Zhengtang, the other disciples were wearing moon-white Taoist robes, and they were all wearing Yushu when they were carrying swords on their backs.

In addition, the Taoist robe of Tianyi Sect is yellow, the monks of Zhenhuang Mountain have unified silver-white armor, and the female cultivators of Langhuan Pavilion are wearing lilac clothes. Only Dingkun Sect is colorful, and it’s fine if there is no Taoist robe, even the tokens of the sect are varied.

Wen Qiong explained this: "If you don't say that custom-made uniform robe costs money, it feels the same when you wear it. You can't tell the difference between men and women at first glance, so it's better to let them play freely. The colorful ones look so beautiful!" When Wen Qiong said this, she was wearing a fancy skirt and whistle skirt, and the little butterflies on her head were also colorful, which was really unsightly.

Du Heng flew up to the large army. Fortunately, Dingkun's sect practices were numerous, and few people were holding swords. Du Heng relied on his little spiritual energy and magically mixed in the large army. It didn't look very abrupt.

The ruins in the middle of the fog were exposed with the tip of the iceberg. Du Heng saw that the mountains and rivers were getting closer and closer to him. It was magical. Taixu Realm was now at midnight, but the remains of the Ten Thousand Sects were daytime. The moment he entered the ruins, Du Heng saw the leisurely white crane flying by everyone's feet.

At this time, Wen Qiong shouted: "No! Everyone should be warned!"

Du Heng looked over for no reason, and saw that the sky that had just been clear and clear, as if ink was pouring in. At the same time, his body was falling rapidly. In a panic, he felt Xuan Yu stretch out one hand and pull his arm. On the other side, Feng Gui or Jing Nan grabbed his hand.

However, before Du Heng could breathe a sigh of relief, his world began to turn dizzy. The strong wind blew from all directions. Du Heng heard someone shouting: "The ruins are closed! We can't get out!"

His body seemed to have been torn apart. In the chaos, he heard two sounds of shattering silk, as well as the muffled groans of Jing Nan and Feng Gui, and then his body was swept into the wind. In the end, he only remembered that he hugged the smile in his arms, and then he disappeared.

When he woke up, he was floating on the water, squatting on his chest with a wet smile and calling him chirping. When he opened his eyes, he saw countless ghosts. The severe headache made him feel disgusted and vomited. He cushioned for a while before he sat up. When he sat up, he supported his hands into the muddy mudflat.

It seems that he is lucky. He fell into the water when he fell down. However, he heard that when he fell from a high place, he fell on the water and fell on the ground. Du Heng felt that he must have been photographed with a concussion.

There was a water area in front of him, and there was a mudflat with reeds behind him. When Du Heng staggered up, he always felt his body was unusually heavy, as if his body was not his own.

Xiaoxiao asked him worriedly: "Jiujiu?" Du Heng wanted to touch Xiaoxiao's head, but his hands were covered in mud, which would only rub Xiaoxiao dirty: "I'm fine, go, let's go ashore first."

When he walked from the tidal flat with Xiaoxiao, he walked to the shore with deep and shallow feet, the sun had already set. Xiaoxiao's illusion had melted away, and he had changed from a little white chicken to a little yellow chicken again, but his body was stained with mud, and it looked black and yellow.

It’s not that Xiaoxiao doesn’t like to be clean, but that he and Du Heng have confirmed one thing-their spiritual energy is gone.

It was not just suppressed and unable to use it, but it disappeared. The dantian was empty, and even the golden elixir that used to be wandering around now didn't move as if it was stuck. Since he arrived at the Taixu Realm, Du Heng has never been so embarrassed. Even if he had escaped before, he could still use spiritual energy.

The mudflats were covered with reeds, and reeds taller than people were whistling in the wind, and large reeds were connected together. Standing on the barren mountain next to the mudflat, Du Heng's eyes were confused. He felt that he had been abandoned by the world.

Xiaoxiao shivered coldly, and so was Du Heng. His clothes were stained with mud, and his cold and wet clothes were close to his body. However, he didn't even have the conditions to find a clean place to wash, let alone use spiritual energy to clean his body.

Du Heng smiled bitterly and hugged Xiaoxiao. He pulled open his clothes and stuffed Xiaoxiao like an ice lump into his arms: "Fortunately, I don't know where Xiaoyu and Nan Nan Xixi have gone." Xiaoxiao comforted Du Heng, don't worry, uncle and others will definitely come to find Du Heng.

Du Heng touched the storage bag on his waist, saying that it was embarrassing. After losing his spiritual energy, he couldn't even pull the rope on the storage bag. For a moment, Du Heng felt that he was no different from a waste.

Seeing the sun setting, Du Heng made a decision: "We need to find a place to stay overnight. Before Xiaoyu and the others find us, we have to find a way to survive." He didn't know if there were any wild animals nearby. To be safe, it would be better to find a cave or a tall tree to spend the night.

However, there are gentle earth slopes around, let alone caves, and even tall trees have not been seen.

Xiaoxiao was so hungry that he croaked, and he chirped twice in a low voice. His storage bag was delicious, but he was in the same situation as Du Heng, and he couldn't even open the storage bag. Xiaoxiao felt so uncomfortable that he was about to cry.

Du Heng touched Xiaoxiao's head: "Don't be sad, let's settle down first. There is always a way."

Du Heng felt that he should be trapped on the small island in the middle of the river, because after he climbed up the high slope, he found that there was water around him. The sunset was spread flat on the water surface, with reeds swaying around him, and wild ducks clamoring from the reeds. This picture was very spectacular. If they weren't trapped here, this scene would be a pity.

Du Heng lowered his head and said to Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, there are wild ducks around, which proves that there are no large wild beasts here. I think we are at least safe now."

Du Heng never dreamed that the first challenge after entering the ruins of Ten Thousand Sects was that he was trapped on Jiangxin Island without any spiritual energy. This was simply a wilderness to survive!

However, Du Heng's spiritual energy was only drained away, and his physical and strength from his cultivation during this period are still there. Compared to ordinary people, he is already very lucky.

He and Xiaoxiao looked around and finally chose a place to spend the night. On the south side of the island, there is a mudflat formed by sand and stones. The plants and trees are not lush here, but they are leeward. Moreover, because there are more sand and stones, a cleaner water source can be obtained here.

Du Heng finally found the wonderful use of the Qingshuang Sword. The Qingshuang Sword cuts iron like mud, and it is naturally no problem to deal with the flexible reeds. Du Heng relied on his strong body to harvest the reeds. He tied the reeds with barbed vines on the island.

Bales of reeds were piled up in alternating herringbones by Du Heng. After piled up more than a dozen bundles, a cavity that could accommodate two people was formed under the reeds. Du Heng left a cavity at the door, and as long as he bent down, he could drill into the cavity.

He treated the stones in the cavity and then laid the reed poles. After laying a thick layer of poles, a shack that exuded the fragrance of reeds could shelter the wind and rain appeared.

Xiaoxiao likes this shack very much. He ran around inside and out several times, then flapped his wings and made a trembling chirping sound. He thought this shack was even better than his uncle's palace!

Du Heng's body was sticky, and some small insects crawled all over the reed leaves. How good would it be if there was a fire to burn some hot water to take a bath? It would be better to have a torch that could make him reach into the shack and bake it, otherwise the small insects would crawl out of the reed leaves and make it very uncomfortable.

At this time, Du Heng fully understood what it means to go from extravagance to frugality. At ordinary times, as long as the spiritual energy is surging and the talisman is used, various living utensils can appear. At this time, on a deserted island, he said that he should not be called "Di Di Tian is not effective, and he would be short of living a life of primitive people drilling wood to make fire.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still a little light in the sky, Du Heng and Xiaoxiao wade into the water near the shack. Xiaoxiao shook his body in the water and shook the mud on the down. Du Heng took off his clothes and rubbed them in the water, and then took a bath without bath beans in his clothes.

Maybe because they had just exercised, the two of them didn't feel cold at this time. At least they were still in the mood to worry about dinner when they opened their eyes.

Du Heng comforted and smiled and said, "There are fish in the water and wild ducks in the reeds. At least we have something to eat. It's just that we lack a little fire. After we get the ingredients, we will drill wood to make the fire." Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement: "Jiuchi!"

As he said that, Xiaoxiao suddenly got into the water. Du Heng was stunned for a moment: "Xiaoxiao?!"

After a while, Xiaoxiao poked his head two feet away from the shore, and he held a fish bigger than him in his mouth. Du Heng was very surprised: "Okay, Xiaoxiao, I didn't realize that you have this hand!"

Xiaoxiao dragged the fish to the shore, Du Heng used the green frost sword to kill the big fish and stripped it away the scales, and then hung it outside the shack. He saw some wood rushing over in the water flow and the gentleness of the mudflats, and some of the wood was placed on the shore and it was already very dry.

Du Heng picked up some wood and dragged it to the front of the shack. At this time, Xiaoxiao disappeared again. Du Heng heard the screams of wild ducks from the reeds. He thought Xiaoxiao should go to catch wild ducks. This child is usually very delicate, but at the critical moment, he is brave and strong, much more useful than Du Heng.

When Xiaoxiao dragged the wild duck out of the reed marsh, Du Heng finally accomplished a big thing. With the dry wood and reed flowers, he finally lit up the first fire on the mudflat!

This is actually a difficult task. First of all, we need to find dry reeds and reeds, and stack tiny branches on it. Small branches are quite difficult to find, and the trunks are all big trunks rushing over the mudflats. Fortunately, Du Heng had a green frost sword, so he split the wood directly into small pieces.

He filled the reeds and dried reed leaves in the cracks of the dry wood, and then used a dry wooden stick to slash back and forth in the cracks. When he saw the blue smoke coming out of the reeds, Du Heng almost cried.

After the bonfire rose, Du Heng supported his clothes to bake, and the wet Xiaoxiao was baked together. The warm sun and the smell of grilled fish floated out at the same time. Du Heng grinned and said, "Xiaoxiao, stay away from grilled fish, the smell of fish floated on you."

Xiaoxiao said a few words, and Du Heng actually understood what he was saying. Xiaoxiao was saying: The peach blossom fish roasted by Longjun is the most delicious.

Du Heng looked at the unpleasant grilled fish on the sword, and agreed, "Yes, Xiaoyu's grilled fish is the best."

When the two wild ducks were buried in the bonfire by Du Heng in mud, the grilled fish on the sword was almost roasted. Du Heng and Xiaoxiao shared the fish. Perhaps because they were too hungry, they actually thought the grilled fish tasted quite good.

If Du Heng hadn't stopped him, Xiaoxiao would have wanted to plunge into the river and continue to catch two fish.

Du Heng made a simple torch and held it in the shack to bake it. In the flames, the little insects on the leaves fled desperately, and before they could escape, they were burned with crackling sounds. After baking, there was a temperature in the shack and some moisture on the reeds were roasted away.

Du Heng pounced the reeds that had been left before to pounce on the bed in the shack. The brown reeds were a little wet, but it was much more comfortable to sleep on the reed pole after being laid under him than to sleep directly on the reed pole.

Xiaoxiao plunged in and never wanted to leave again: "Jiujiu." He was tired and sleepy, and he missed home.

Du Heng was silent. After a while, he said, "I miss home too."

There was a wind outside, and Du Heng crawled out and took the half-dried robe in. The robe was wide. He wrapped the robe with a smoky smell on his body and hugged it and smiled: "This way it won't be cold."

Xiaoxiao responded with a chirping: "Chijiu." Yes, when the ducks are roasted, they will not be cold after they eat them.

Listening to the crackling sound of wood outside the shack and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the shack. Du Heng was extremely glad that there was a Xiaoxiao next to him at this moment. If Xiaoxiao was not even by his side, he would not know how he could hold on.

People without spiritual energy are prone to sleepiness. When the ducks are almost roasted, Du Heng picked out the ducks and ate them one by one. The wild ducks are not seasoned, and delicious food is absolutely impossible. But at this time, as long as they can eat enough and let them sleep for a while, Du Heng feels it is a kind of happiness.

After eating the duck, Du Heng threw the duck bones into the fire. He added a few large thick logs to the fire and then got into the shack. He blocked the hole of the shack with reeds for a moment, and he and Xiaoxiao fell asleep.

In the dark world, a little fire lit up on the small island in Jiangxin. The fire flares, and when people think it is about to go out, it burns tenaciously again.

This sleep was dark and Du Heng didn't even have a dream. If it weren't for the wild ducks in the reed marsh around him were too noisy the next morning, he would have been able to sleep for a while. Du Heng, who woke up, felt much more comfortable, so he closed his eyes and looked at his dantian. What a good guy, the golden elixir in the dantian seemed to be rusted and could not move!

Today is also a day without spiritual energy, perfect.

Xiaoxiao also woke up. The reeds beside him were burnt to pieces by his temperature. Xiaoxiao, who was yawning among the reeds, looked very cute. Du Heng couldn't help but hug Xiaoxiao and rub it twice: "Xiaozao, today we have to find a way to find friends scattered in the ruins."
To be continued...