my world double door.

"The things I brought you five days ago are still untouched in the kitchen. I put them away for you to avoid wasting them, so I gave them to other people to eat. I replaced yours with new ones, but I didn't see you for several days."

Hearing the shouting outside the courtyard gate, Li Yang turned around and looked out. The autumn sun was shining on the quaint stone courtyard. A strong and kind old man was standing there quietly, like a painting of the passage of time.

The old man was as tall as a pine tree, his broad shoulders supported the weight of the years, and his strong body seemed to contain endless strength. He was wearing a plain robe, simple and elegant, with the corners of his clothes fluttering gently in the breeze. His silver hair shone silver in the sunlight, neat and graceful.

His face was kind, and the wrinkles carved by time were like ravines, but full of warmth and wisdom. His eyes were deep and bright, like the stars in the night sky, shining with a peaceful light. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a faint smile, making people feel like spring breeze.

"I hurriedly asked the children who knew you to look for you, but I didn't expect you to be practicing in the back mountains."

Seeing Li Yang's gaze, Uncle Li smiled and said, "It seems that your cultivation has made great progress. You need to have better food in the future. If it is not enough, tell us in time and the clan will provide you with sufficient supplies so as not to delay your best cultivation age now."

The bluestone ground of the stone courtyard sets off the figure of the old man, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees seem to be infected by his aura, quietly exuding the breath of life. The old man's hands hang naturally at his sides, and he stands steadily, as if he has merged with the stone courtyard and become an eternal existence in time. He is like a quiet beacon, bringing peace of mind and comfort to people in this noisy world.

Looking at the old man, Li Yang felt emotional. In his few memories, the person who was willing to care about him so much was actually a servant.

"Yes, my cultivation has reached the fourth level of martial arts. The food I had before is no longer enough to support my cultivation."

Li Yang spoke with a smile, a very warm smile on his face.

He knew that the news that he had beaten up Li Meng and the other man in the valley must have spread, and now not only was he not punished or rewarded in the family, but there was not even a word of accountability. He was afraid that this was all due to the rule of the jungle in this world that the strong preyed on the weak to the extreme.

He used to be an orphan and was weak, so naturally he was bullied by his peers. After all, although he had strong qualifications, his weak family background was also a kind of weakness.

The weak have no value, so naturally no one cares when they are bullied.

But now he has shown his value. He defeated Li Meng and another man who were almost at the first level of martial arts in a single fight. His fighting ability is almost the same as that of an adult member of the Li family, so he is naturally valued.

However, there are indeed very few people who can be as gentle to him as Uncle Li.

"Martial Apprentice Fourth Level, it seems like you really have got some incredible opportunity."

Hearing Li Yang's words, Uncle Li spoke with a look of surprise, and then nodded: "In that case, wait for me to report something and get the corresponding opportunity from the clan."

Li Yang's actual current level of a blood warrior is naturally only at the third level of a martial artist, but he has cultivated the battle qi. With the help of the battle qi, he can fully burst out the strength of a blood warrior at the fourth level of a martial artist, so there is nothing wrong with him saying that he is at the fourth level of a martial artist.

Seeing Uncle Li turning around with a smile, Li Yang returned to the kitchen to cook and eat the food delivered today. Then he changed his strategy and prepared to practice at home for the time being.

The fact that he was so immersed in cultivation this time that others mistakenly thought he was missing and sent people to look for him gave him a warning, and he decided to report it first, otherwise he would be looked for as missing again.

Just when he finished his meal, Uncle Li came in with monster meat that contained surging energy. Li Yang took it with a smile and chatted with the kind old man for a while before putting the thing into the kitchen with emotion.

He knew that this meat containing energy was actually a test. The energy contained in the meat was prepared for the fourth-level martial artists. People whose strength was lower than this level simply could not digest this level of energy.

So Uncle Li can use this to judge whether he has really broken through to the fourth level, but Li Yang naturally doesn’t care and will eat as much as he can.

After he took the things back, he went straight to his stone house.

The light in the house was a little dim, and the sun shone through the narrow windows, forming several golden beams of light, with dust slowly flying in them. The ground was paved with flat stone slabs, which were still solid despite the years of wear and tear. There were some shallow lines on the stone slabs, perhaps the footprints left by the former residents, or perhaps the traces of time quietly passing by.

Opposite the door is an ancient stone table, the surface is slightly rough, but exudes a rustic beauty. The four corners of the stone table are slightly worn, as if witnessing countless conversations and thoughts. On the table is an old oil lamp, with dried oil remaining in the lamp, as if waiting to be lit again to illuminate this silent space. Next to it is a small inkstone, the ink on the inkstone has dried up, and the brush is placed sideways, the hair is a little hard, as if recalling the time when it used to write.

In the corner of the stone house stands a simple bookshelf made of rough wood, filled with yellowed books. The paper of the books has become fragile, and the handwriting on the spines is a little blurred, but you can still feel the wisdom and history contained in them. Gently pick up a book and turn the pages, and a stale breath hits you, as if you have traveled through time and space and are having a spiritual dialogue with the ancients.

There is a wooden bed against the wall. The bed frame is made of solid wood and carved with simple patterns. On the bed is a worn straw mat, on which is a thin quilt. The color of the quilt has faded, and patches are scattered around, but one can still imagine that someone once slept peacefully on this bed and spent a quiet night.

There are some simple decorations hanging on the walls of the stone house, including a landscape painting. Although it has faded a little, you can still see its delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception. Next to it is an old sword. The pattern on the scabbard is blurred, but the sword still exudes a majestic atmosphere, as if telling of its former glory and honor.

There is a fire pit in the center of the house, with some ashes piled up in it, as if recalling the warm firelight of the past. A black iron pot is hung above the fire pit, and the edges of the pot are a little worn, as if it has witnessed countless cooking. There are several ceramic bowls and plates next to it, with simple patterns on them. Although simple, they are full of the breath of life.

The whole stone house was filled with an old smell and was a bit simple, but Li Yang didn't care.

When he has achieved success in his cultivation, he will have everything he needs. Now the most important thing is to create a technique, and he will not waste time on these trivial matters.

He sat cross-legged on his bed at home and began to think about other ways of practicing.

Although I have cultivated the warrior's fighting spirit, I still have spiritual energy and soul power to cultivate. This is a good opportunity for me to create these two extraordinary paths. ………………

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As Li Yang was practicing, time passed and in the blink of an eye it was early winter.

One day, Li Yang opened the door and walked into the yard, and suddenly saw that the scenery in the yard had changed.

In the early winter morning, the courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a layer of quiet gauze.

The ground in the yard was covered with a light layer of frost, which sparkled silver in the weak morning light, like scattered diamonds. The grass between the cracks of the stone slabs was slightly bent by the frost, but it still stubbornly showed a hint of green.

Several old trees stood in the corner of the yard, their bare branches stretching toward the sky, as if telling the story of the years. Occasionally, a withered yellow leaf would fall, swirling gently, landing on the frosted ground with a slight sound.

The stone benches and stone tables in the courtyard were also decorated with frost and looked particularly cold. The stone benches seemed to still retain the tranquility of last night, waiting for someone to break the silence. In the flower pots placed on the stone tables, a few withered branches trembled slightly in the cold wind, but still stubbornly displayed their former beauty.

There were some neatly stacked firewood beside the wall of the yard, adding a touch of warmth to this cold early winter. Above the wall, a few withered vines hung weakly, swaying gently in the morning breeze.

In the corner of the courtyard, an old bucket stood quietly, with a few crystal water drops hanging on the wall of the bucket. They were the condensation of the remaining water vapor from last night in the early winter morning. The whole courtyard exuded a kind of tranquil and slightly bleak beauty in the early winter morning.

"The spiritual warrior training method and soul warrior training method have been created. It's time to go to the back mountain to take a look."

Li Yang looked at the courtyard which had entered early winter in the blink of an eye, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After more than ten days of seclusion, he has mastered all kinds of skills. It is time to go into the valley and practice well before the initial test.

The back mountain is full of spiritual energy and is a good place for practicing. This is why many members of the Li family are willing to go to the back mountain.

Li Yang naturally wanted to go too.

"But the valley was discovered last time, so we have to choose another place."

Li Yang muttered in his heart, but did not rush to the valley to practice. Instead, he went to talk to Uncle Li and told him the approximate location of the activity in the back mountain. Then he turned around and strode to the back mountain amid Uncle Li's smile.

After entering the back mountain, Li Yang chose a small path and walked in.

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In the early winter morning light, a valley is sleeping quietly, as if it is a corner forgotten by time. A thin layer of mist permeates the valley, floating slowly like a veil, adding a bit of hazy beauty to this mysterious land.

At the entrance of the valley, two rows of tall trees stood quietly like loyal guards. The leaves had fallen, leaving only bare branches, trembling slightly in the cold wind. A layer of crystal frost flowers hung on the branches, like silver tassels, flickering faintly in the morning light. These frost flowers seemed to be masterpieces of nature, each one unique and in different shapes. Some looked like small petals, some like slender needles, and some like crystal clear gems, emitting a mysterious and charming brilliance.

Walking slowly along the path in the valley, the ground under my feet was hard and cold. The ground was covered with a thin layer of frost, like a white carpet, which made a slight "crunching" sound when stepped on. The grass beside the road was also covered with frost flowers. The originally yellow grass leaves were now wrapped in frost flowers, as if they were wearing a layer of silver armor. Occasionally, some wild flowers that had not yet withered could be seen in the grass. They looked even more beautiful against the background of frost flowers. The frost flowers on the petals were as transparent as crystal, as if they were carefully carved decorations by nature.

On both sides of the valley are steep peaks covered with white snow. In the morning light, the snow sparkles with dazzling light, like countless diamonds inlaid on the mountain. The outline of the mountain is looming in the mist, like a huge ink painting. The air in the valley is particularly fresh, with a hint of coolness and a faint scent of grass and trees. Take a deep breath, as if you can feel the purity and tranquility of nature.

Going deeper into the valley, a clear stream gurgles. Covered by frost, the stream water appears even clearer and more transparent. The rocks and water plants at the bottom of the stream are clearly visible, as if it were a microscopic world magnified countless times. The trees by the stream droop their branches, and the frost on the leaves gently falls in the breeze, like snowflakes. The frost falling into the stream melts instantly, turning into small ripples that spread out in all directions.

The woods in the valley are particularly peaceful. The trees are tall and straight, and the trunks are covered with traces of time. The frost on the branches is like a string of silver bells, swaying gently in the wind, making a crisp sound. The ground in the woods is covered with fallen leaves, which are also covered with a layer of frost. These fallen leaves are like a painting of nature, each with a unique color and texture. Some are golden yellow, like the bright sunshine; some are reddish brown, like burning flames; and some are dark purple, like the mysterious night sky. The frost on the fallen leaves adds a cool beauty to them, which makes people sigh at the magic and beauty of nature.

Deep in the valley, there is a small lake. The surface of the lake is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains and trees. The lake is covered with a thin layer of ice, and the frost on the ice is like blooming flowers, in various shapes and forms. The lake is surrounded by a withered yellow grassland, and the frost on the grassland sparkles silver in the sunlight. At the edge of the grassland, a few lonely reeds sway in the cold wind, and the frost on the reeds is like white clouds, light and beautiful.

The frosty valley is a peaceful and beautiful world.

"This place is better than the last valley."

Li Yang walked out of the valley, looked at the beautiful valley in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and with some joy on his face, he found a place to sit cross-legged. He was not afraid of the cold, so he sat directly on the ground and practiced the skills he had comprehended.

Now that he has cultivated his fighting spirit and spiritual power, he is naturally not afraid of the cold.

"Well, the spiritual energy in the back mountain is indeed abundant, and the speed of cultivation is faster." (End of this chapter)