It was a fairly open meadow, surrounded by that kind of mysterious forest, and only a hundred-foot square meadow was left in the middle of the forest.

Tang Shi saw that there was a wooden house in the middle of the meadow, and a knee-high fence circled a piece of land around the wooden house, and a large area of spiritual plants covered it.

Tang poems got closer, and they could vaguely distinguish some spirit plants, all of which were thousands of years old, and some spirit plants were even a little heartwarming for Tang poems.

"This place used to be inhabited!"

Yan Xiuqing was quite surprised, her brain seemed to be a little insufficient, who would have thought that the top floor of a secret tower where the disciples of the Dark Dragon Tower lived would actually carry a secret space, and it was once inhabited!

"Maybe it's the people guarding the secret space, it's not a big fuss. Tang Shi slowly approached the fence, his eyes scanning back and forth over the wooden house, but he didn't find any useful clues.

Inside the fence, there are many spiritual plants, most of which are about 1,000 years old, and occasionally a few are even 13,500 years old!

In the middle of the land covered by spiritual plants, there was a straight path leading to the wooden house, and Tang Shi stepped on the path and slowly walked towards the wooden house.

The wooden house was not shrouded in any formation enchantment, the door was also hidden, and the scene inside the house could not be seen clearly through the window, just like an undefended house, Tang Shi stretched out his hand and opened the wooden door.

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door made a tooth-aching sound, which made Tang Shidu frown a little, and he felt more and more that the people who lived here were probably not martial artists!

But how could an ordinary person get the permission of the Dark Dragon Tower to live in their secret space?

Tang Shi slowly walked into the wooden house, and through the light of the door and window, he saw the scene inside the wooden house clearly.

The space of the wooden house is still the same size as it appears from the outside, and there is no means such as space folding, to artificially expand the space inside, and everything inside seems to be made of wood, exuding a strange woody fragrance.

This is like a wooden house where ordinary people live, wooden beds, wooden tables, wooden chairs, wooden cabinets, everything is a wooden structure, Tang Shi remembered, this kind of wood fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose is the smell of the forest outside.

Tang Shi's eyes slowly swept over the wooden furniture, and he paused, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

It was a wooden table, only three feet wide, against the wall, with a few rough dishes and leftovers of food.

It's just that the leftovers in the bowl look like they have just been eaten, except that there is no heat, and they are no different from the leftovers of ordinary people's meals.

"Is there still anyone living here?" Tang Shi walked over and looked at it carefully for a while, these leftovers looked like someone had just enjoyed them yesterday, and they didn't look like they should have gone through a thousand years.

Yan Xiuqing floated out of the picture scroll, and she also stared at the soup and water in the dishes with beautiful eyes, her eyes were full of horror.

"If there are people living in it, wouldn't it have survived for thousands of years!" Yan Xiuqing raised her head, revealing her smooth and white neck, "Can anyone really live for a thousand years?"

Tang Shi glanced at her, "The lifespan of a foundation building realm martial artist is more than a hundred years, the life span of a Juyuan Realm martial artist is more than one hundred and fifty years, and the opening palace mirror martial artist can even live for more than two hundred years, why can't someone survive for a thousand years?"

"But how high do you have to be to live for a thousand years?"

Yan Xiuqing is especially a little unbelievable, in her worldview, being able to live for 500 years is already an extremely remarkable existence!

"A martial artist of the Yunling Realm has a lifespan of at least three hundred years, a martial artist of the Cultivating God Realm can even live for five hundred years, and a martial artist of the Dao Star Realm has a lifespan of at least seven or eight hundred years!" Tang Shi said lightly.

"Above the Dao Star Realm, can you live for a thousand years? What kind of realm is that?" Yan Xiuqing said a little dumbfounded.

"Tribulation Realm!" Tang Shi glanced at her and said in a somewhat deep voice, "Three tribulations are coming, nine deaths and one life!"

Yan Xiuqing couldn't help but be shocked, Tang Shi's voice made him feel quite depressed, and just eleven words seemed to be like a giant mountain pressing on his heart.

"Every calamity is a means to conquer heaven and earth, as long as you can survive one calamity, your lifespan can increase by a thousand years!" Tang Shi whispered beside her.

"It's not easy for a young man to know such a secret!"

An old voice sounded behind the two of them, it was really an extremely old voice, like an old man buried in ancient times who spoke, revealing a feeling of recklessness and desolation.

Tang Shi turned around, it was an old man with a slumped back, wearing a coarse cloth short coat, holding a wooden crutch of unknown material, looking at the two of them with cloudy eyes, like a character who came out of history.

"It's not a big secret, for many people, building the foundation of the Nine Realms is just the beginning!" Tang Shi replied lightly, his eyes wandering over the old man.

"The little guy came down from above?" Rao is a person like an old man, and his eyes are changing a little at the moment.

"It doesn't matter where you come from," Tang Shi looked at him, looking directly into his cloudy eyes without hesitation, "The important thing is that I know what you want to know!"

The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't think about it for too long, and a smile appeared on his face, although in Yan Xiuqing's opinion, the wrinkled face was more ugly to laugh than crying.

"Yes!" The old man pointed to the wooden chair next to the table and motioned for Tang Shi to sit down, but he was speechless, "Otherwise, how could you enter here through the forest!"

Yan Xiuqing looked at the two suspiciously, the strange old man and the strange Tang Shi, saying strange things.

The conversation between them seemed to hide some secrets, as if they were talking in code, and every question and answer was headless and unpredictable.

"The Forest of Ten Thousand Zhang, it's just a real-level maze!" Tang Shi was not polite, and sat on the wooden chair with a squeak.

"Hah!" the old man smiled slightly, as if he was very happy.

"Daoist friends obviously have a lot of background, I don't know ......" The old man walked to the fire by the wall on one side, took down an iron kettle, walked to the wooden table and poured Tang Shi a bowl of sandy tea.

"Quicksand tea, the old man has a good appetite!" Tang Shi picked up the bowl and drank it all.

"When you get old, you love to drink this kind of tea, go and get rid of bad luck!" The old man filled Tang Shi with another bowl and sat opposite Tang Shi.

"I have a way to solve your problem!" Tang Shi quietly watched the old man for a few breaths, and his index finger tapped on the wooden table, "However, I need those spirit plants outside you, and that box!"

Yan Xiuqing followed Tang Shi's fingers and saw a wooden box that was randomly placed on top of a wooden cabinet in the corner.