Zhiya.

Amidst the faint creak of the wooden door, Li Cheng颐 pushed it open and stepped out.

Outside was a pale green sky.

The sky was green!?

Li Cheng颐 was slightly stunned, but knowing that this was not the time to dawdle, he quickly stood at the door and scanned everything before him.

Outside the wooden house, a few meters ahead, was a wide, copper-colored roof.

The roofs, large and small, were connected like a vast playground, with clear and orderly patterns on the surface.

Withered yellow leaves were scattered on it, giving off a desolate and lonely atmosphere.

To the left of the roof stood a spire.

Judging from the height, the wooden house was directly in front of the middle of the tower.

To the right of the roof was a wide and thick gray wall.

Li Cheng颐 looked up along the gray wall, and hundreds of meters higher, he saw a mountain-shaped Chinese ancient-style pavilion.

The same overhanging eaves and pavilions were supported by stone pillars.

The gray wall was also covered with various patterns, flowers, and strange beasts. Some of the patterns were damaged, and the gaps were filled with fine dust.

It looked like it had been around for many years.

'This place is a bit big.'

Li Cheng颐 continued to gaze into the distance.

Beyond these buildings, walls, and roofs, his gaze fell upon verdant green mountains, rising and falling in waves.

Some of the mountains had pavilions and towers built on them, while others were covered with mountain stones that shimmered with a faint green glow.

Still others were covered with various kinds of trees, a sea of green as far as the eye could see.

But what was strange was that there were no birds.

Yes.

In everything he could see, there were no birds, not even insects.

In the mountains and forests, the most abundant things besides plants were birds and insects.

But here, there were neither.

This was very strange.

And further away, beyond the mountains, were even fainter mountains.

This dead zone was larger than any large dead zone Li Cheng颐 had entered before!

He retracted his gaze and quickly surveyed his surroundings.

His purpose here was to find flowers, to find suitable flower language.

Therefore, determining the location of plants as soon as possible was the most important goal of this trip.

Soon.

On the right, in several cracks in the huge gray wall, he saw vines spreading and growing.

Chi!

With a flash of shadow, Li Cheng颐 suddenly disappeared, reappearing fifteen meters away.

Using Shadow Flash combined with running, he reached the vines in just a few seconds.

The vines had several buds that had not yet opened.

He reached out and touched them, but there was no reaction.

Clearly, they only counted when the flowers were in full bloom.

Disappointed, Li Cheng颐 jogged along the gray wall, constantly observing his surroundings.

Soon, he left the faceless scholar's wooden house, jumped down from a high place, and came to a stone house made of gray stones.

These stone houses were about the same size, exquisitely decorated, with copper wind chimes hanging from the eaves in the shape of curved hooks.

Each house had a small circle of fence around it, isolating a private space.

Clearly, the environment here was much better than that of the faceless scholar.

Li Cheng颐 randomly chose a house and walked to the door and pushed it.

Hiss.

The door was quite heavy, weighing at least a thousand kilograms.

But in his hands, it was easily pushed open.

The room was empty, with a black wooden bed, a bamboo cushion with holes, and a set of copper tables and chairs.

In the corner was a wooden ladder leading to the second floor, but the ladder was blocked by a large number of gravel from above.

Li Cheng颐 walked to the table and saw several dusty thread-bound books, standing upright on a small copper bookshelf on the table.

He took them down, and without looking at them, he stuffed them directly into the large bag he had prepared in advance.

Books contain a lot of information, so he grabbed them all when he found them, he couldn't be wrong.

After confirming that there was nothing else in the house, he quickly exited and accelerated his movement along this group of stone houses.

Before long, after running through a total of twenty-five houses, Li Cheng颐 finally saw another patch of green plants growing and spreading close to the houses.

Between this group of houses and a large building further away was a large abandoned recreation garden.

Inside, he could still see many resting benches, swings, fences, small pavilions, etc.

There were also many pink buds and flowers swaying gently in the wind.

But what surprised him a little was that there was only one kind of flower here, all light pink, similar to lotus flowers.

These flowers were generally trumpet-shaped, with six petals, and the slender yellow stamens in the middle extended outward, almost reaching the edge of the petals.

The leaves of these flowers were also very slender, very similar to the leaves of daffodils and orchids.

'This seems to be a Zephyranthes?' As a plant major, Li Cheng颐 naturally remembered a large number of flower species, but because this was a dead zone, he was not sure about their names and types.

After confirming that there was no danger around, he quickly stepped forward, walked to the nearest patch of flowers, and stretched out his hand.

With a hint of anticipation, a hint of trepidation.

His fingertips gently touched the petals of a pink flower.

Cool flower energy flowed upstream.

The feedback from the Evil Flower appeared.

'Zephyranthes (mutated): Also known as rain flower, a plant of the Amaryllidaceae family and Zephyranthes genus. It likes warm and humid environments, is drought-tolerant, high-temperature resistant, perennial herbaceous plant, and is named rain flower because it blooms quite vigorously before and after rain. It can be used as medicine to dispel heat and detoxify, and treat snake bites, bruises, and swelling.'

'Flower Language: Pure Heart One Thought (can forcibly clear the mind of a living being, leaving only one thought. The longer the duration, the more physical strength is consumed).'

This flower language...

Might be useful in certain situations, but overall not good.

Li Cheng颐 wanted flower language related to cultivation methods, so he quickly left.

He looked at the time. From leaving the wooden house until now, two minutes had passed.

He had to hurry.

After all, he had to leave time for the return trip.

Leaving the rain flower, he continued forward and soon found a winding stone staircase leading upward.

Following the stone steps for three hundred meters, he soon came to a wide circular plaza.

One side of the plaza had a railing, carved with dragons and phoenixes.

The other side was the largest hall on this entire mountain.

The hall had a strange shape, like an axe.

The edge of the axe blade pointed downwards, and at the top, a copper-roofed pavilion was built.

On both sides were large stone shelves, like two huge wings, extending from both sides of the axe hall.

From a distance, the hall looked like a giant axe with rectangular wings.

Li Cheng颐 noticed that long light green cloth strips were hung everywhere in the hall.

Some of the cloth strips were rotten, leaving only half, while others were still shaking in the wind, swaying back and forth.

What he cared about was naturally not these cloth strips, but the clusters of small plants growing from the cracks in the plaza stones beneath the shadows.

These small flowers looked like little purple stars from afar.

Up close, their petals were wrinkled, wide, and fleshy, and the petals were connected, without very obvious divisions.

The stamens in the middle were very small and short, and might not be seen without careful observation.

'This is... Blue flower grass?' Li Cheng颐 instantly recognized the flower species.

He glanced around and saw that the entire plaza, hundreds of meters in diameter, was covered with blue flower grass growing from the cracks in the stones.

He reached out and quickly and gently grasped the purple petals of the blue flower grass.

This flower is called blue flower grass, but in fact, its color is a mixture of blue, pink, and purple.

Soon, new flower energy flowed upstream.

'Blue flower grass (mutated): Perennial herbaceous plant, the whole plant can be used as medicine to promote blood circulation, dispel wind and dampness, dispel cold and strengthen the spleen. Growing environment... flowering period...'

The information behind was all ellipses, probably damaged or mutated.

Of course, none of this mattered, what mattered was the subsequent flower language.

'Flower Language: Unparalleled Sword (after use, obtain a unique sharp long sword, the length of the sword is determined by the user's mental strength and can be extended infinitely.)'

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This flower language... cannot be said to be useless, but it is certainly not what he needs.

Li Cheng颐 suppressed his disappointment and looked at the time. Four minutes had passed.

He quickened his pace and circled the hall.

Combining running and Shadow Flash, his speed of movement and inspection was much faster than simply running.

In the next few minutes, he found several other small flowers, the flower language of which were all mutated, mostly related to swords, self-cultivation, and celibacy.

Clearly, the creatures living in this place might have been people who stayed on the mountain to practice swords in celibacy.

Time slowly passed.

Gradually, Li Cheng颐 had been in this dead zone for more than ten minutes.

His forehead was slightly sweaty, and he still hadn't found a flower language related to cultivation methods.

After turning around for ten minutes, he had basically figured out the terrain of this place using Shadow Flash.

This was a huge mountain, an isolated, pointed mountain.

The buildings were built on the mountain, integrated into the mountain.

What he found strange was that last time he came, he encountered monsters like the faceless scholar, but this time, he hadn't encountered a single living thing.

The entire mountain, with dozens of buildings of various sizes, had nothing that could move.

Only stone, wood.

Or copper items.

After Shadow Flashing more than a dozen times in a row, Li Cheng颐 stopped at the spire he had seen before.

This was the only place on the front of the entire mountain that he hadn't been to.

If he still couldn't find it here, he could only go to the back of the mountain.

The back was a shaded area, and when he passed by it before, he had glanced at it from a distance and felt a sense of dread.

It seemed that there was some great danger hidden inside.

Standing in front of the spire.

Three sides of the tower were all cliffs and deep valleys, with only one side connected to the mountain.

This was a copper spire built on a cliff.

It had a total of seven floors, with black spikes like antennas at the top.

Each of the seven floors had four doors and windows, distributed on all sides.

When the wind blew, it passed through these doors and windows, constantly making a whirring sound, like ghosts crying.

Li Cheng颐 looked up at the plaque hanging at the entrance of the spire, on which three characters were written in a flamboyant style.

Three very complicated black characters that he didn't recognize at all.

Lowering his head, he quickly searched for flowers around him.

In a dozen seconds, in the right corner of the spire, he easily found new flowers that he hadn't touched.

Some light purple flowers, with very small bodies, grew together in clusters.

Each cluster of these flowers was only the size of an egg, and one plant could grow twenty or thirty small flowers.

They looked like exploded fireworks, growing together in clusters, with thin stems extending from the bottom, connected to the plant.

Time was running out.

Li Cheng颐 quickly reached out and touched them gently.

Cool flower energy flowed into the Evil Flower imprint, and then feedback flowed out.

'Society Garlic (mutated): Amaryllidaceae, genus Society Garlic, perennial herb, likes light, likes high temperature, heat resistant, not demanding on soil, drought tolerant. The flowering period is generally in summer.'

'Flower Language: Seven Intents Sacred Spirit Art (basic cultivation method of the Faceless Sword Sect)'

"!!!"

Li Cheng颐 had not been hopeful, but as a result... he didn't expect that the small flowers growing in the corner of the spire would give him a huge surprise.

The cultivation method flower language that he had been looking for so long was right here, it actually worked!?

(End of this chapter)