On the second day of the sixth lunar month, the weather was clear, the sky was cloudless, and it was as blue as a wash. Zhou Changqing and Han Cheng left the Danding faction early, rented a small flying magic weapon, and the two flew all the way to the north.

"Zhou Daoyou, there is a poisonous miasma around that secret realm, can Zhou Daoyou be fully prepared?" Han Cheng turned his head to look at Zhou Changqing.

"Brother Han, don't worry, everything is ready!" Zhou Changqing smiled lightly. What are you kidding, Zhou Changqing's body is a tree demon, with extremely strong resistance and a strong body, unless it is some absolute poison, the poisonous miasma will not be taken into account at all.

"In order to figure out this secret realm, I checked a lot of classics, this secret realm seems to be three thousand years ago, the fire spirit domain famous scattered cultivation powerhouse fire demon real set up the secret realm, this fire demon real person's strength has reached the middle stage of the god transformation, even the fire spirit holy sect of the supreme elder is very jealous of it, acting very quirky, incomprehensible, its alchemy attainments are even more amazing, it is rumored that he can refine the eight-grade spirit pill, and he has served as the honorary president of the Dan League. Han Cheng told Zhou Changqing what he knew.

Zhou Changqing of the Dan League also had an understanding, it is said that it is an organization established by an alchemist of the Fire Spirit Domain to communicate with each other, and it is said that the headquarters of the Dan League is designed next to the Fire Spirit Holy Sect, and the current president is Qiu Mu Zhenren of the Fire Spirit Holy Sect, an eight-rank alchemist, and the four fifth-grade alchemists of the Danding faction are all members of the Dan League.

"Fire Demon Zhenren, it turned out to be him! I have also seen this person's information in the library of the Wood Spirit Holy Sect, and it is rumored that this person is still a third-grade spirit array master!" Zhou Changqing said after a moment's thought.

"That's right, but this fire demon real person hasn't appeared in everyone's sight for nearly three thousand years, I don't know if it's in retreat or if it's already falling!" Han Cheng looked puzzled.

"Who knows! Most of them have not fallen, and according to records, there should be nearly a thousand years left for him to live. Zhou Changqing shrugged.

The two have their own thoughts, but they can still talk and laugh all the way, just like a pair of old friends who have known each other for many years.

After nearly ten days of flying at top speed, we finally arrived at our destination. This place is indeed as Han Cheng said, but it is not a poisonous miasma, but ...... Dead air!

Zhou Changqing had a feeling of being targeted by something since he fell to the ground, which made him very uncomfortable. And he released his senses, but he couldn't sense the breath of any living creatures, which made him secretly vigilant.

Although this place is full of fog, but this is a jungle area, Zhou Changqing has carefully felt every tree here, every tree here has been soaked in dead air, and can no longer grow. The ground was sprinkled with dead branches and leaves, extremely soft, and every foot of Zhou Changqing walked on it sank deep into the ground.

Han Cheng walked in front of Zhou Changqing, bowing his head slightly, Zhou Changqing couldn't see his expression, but faintly felt a trace of killing intent from him.

"Brother Zhou, not far ahead is where the secret realm is, you come with me!" Han Cheng turned his head and said solemnly at Zhou Changqing, and then accelerated the pace of progress, and Zhou Changqing followed.

One step, two steps, three steps, suddenly Zhou Changqing felt as if he had stepped on something sharp, raised his legs, and looked down, it was a white bone palm, and what stabbed Zhou Changqing was the fingertips of the palm. Zhou Changqing stomped on the ground slightly, and immediately emptied the dead branches and leaves in an area, only to see that the ground was full of white bones, and he couldn't see where the ground was at all.

"Brother Zhou, why don't you leave!" Han Cheng walked for a while and found that Zhou Changqing hadn't followed, so he trotted back again.

"It turned out to be these things! This must be the monk who was poisoned by the miasma here, alas! What a pitiful thing!" Han Cheng saw the scene on the ground, his face was also shocked, and he immediately sighed with a little regret.

Zhou Changqing didn't answer, just glanced at him.

"Brother Zhou, I don't feel safe here, let's hurry up and break the secret realm or leave here early!" Han Cheng urged again.

"Well!," Zhou Changqing nodded.

The two of them quickened their pace again, heading deeper into the mist. Finally, after walking for about a day, the two finally came to a place without fog, Zhou Changqing came to the edge and reached out to touch, and sure enough, there was a transparent energy shield blocking his entry.

"Brother Zhou, it's up to you next!" Han Cheng's eyes already had a ghostly light flickering, but Zhou Changqing was studying this energy shield and didn't see it.

Zhou Changqing's right hand suddenly ignited a flame, and a chapter slapped on the energy cover, and manipulated the flames to change into different forms, about half a pillar of incense time, the transparent energy shield automatically appeared a hole, Zhou Changqing walked in, and Han Cheng also followed.

After entering here, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, the two seemed to be in an alchemy room, and a faint aura appeared, this was an old man with fiery red hair and beard.

"The second level requires refining a second-grade elixir!" After the old man said this, a long incense stick in the distance was automatically ignited, and the old man's figure disappeared.

Zhou Changqing didn't waste time, although he had already refined the second-grade pill many times, he really hadn't tried to refine the pill in a certain period of time, this was a test for him.

Zhou Changqing chose his best second-grade Gathering Spirit Pill, this kind of elixir he was familiar with, and finally successfully refined it when the pillar of incense was about to burn out, even Han Cheng's heart next to him was in his throat, he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his head, where is this something that an ordinary second-grade alchemist can do!

The scene around Zhou Changqing changed again, and the surroundings became an endless jungle scene, with spiritual flowers and grasses everywhere in the jungle, and the colorful scenery was pleasant.

"Please count how many elixirs there are here!" the old man's spirit body reappeared, and he said the question of the third level with a blank face.

The expressions on Zhou Changqing and Han Cheng's faces were stunned at the same time, wondering if they had heard it wrong!

"Senior, can you repeat the question?" Zhou Changqing looked at the old man.

"Please count how many elixirs there are here!" the old man repeated again with an expressionless face.

"You're kidding me!" Han Cheng was suddenly furious, he had worked hard to keep the secret here for so many years, and in the end, it turned out to be such a result, he was really angry.

The old man's spirit disappeared again.

Zhou Changqing also felt very speechless, what kind of test is this, he really deserves to be an old guy who behaves quirkyly, I really don't know what he has been thinking about all day long.

Zhou Changqing thought about it, could it be that there is still some mystery in this, since this old guy has set up a secret realm here, there must be a way to solve it, isn't this problem an unsolvable problem?