my world double door.

Time gradually came to early morning, and the valley was quiet.

But in Li Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, the power of his martial soul was surging.

The Dharma form of the sword beast intention, the Dharma form of the escape beast intention, the Dharma form of the shadow wind wing beast intention, and the Dharma form of the black tortoise divine beast.

The Nine Revolutions True Skill, the Wuji Divine Skill, the Xuantian Martial Arts... the core truths of various martial arts techniques, as well as the Dharma images condensed from the soul martial arts of many soul warriors' techniques turned into spots of light.

These light spots revolve around the Wuji Dharmakāya as the core.

A powerful infinite Dao rhyme rises from it, which can embrace everything and condense everything.

Under the guidance and fusion of this Tao rhyme, the charm of many Dharma images merged with each other bit by bit, and finally a terrifying Dharma image condensed, which was extremely powerful and seemed to have infinite mysterious force.

A tall and majestic human figure embodying the infinite true meaning appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is not as simple as the secret technique of the Earth-level Ultimate Soul Warrior in the [Infinite Skills]. I'm afraid its power is not inferior to that of the Heaven-level Ultimate Martial Arts."

Li Yang felt his special Wuji Dharma Image and could clearly feel that it was different from the secret Wuji Image hidden in [Wuji].

His Wuji Dharmakāya was derived from the Wuji Phase, but it surpassed the Wuji Phase and became something truly his own. With the true meaning of Wuji as the core, he walked his own path and cultivated his own Wuji Dharmakāya!

"So, my path in this world has finally taken shape."

Li Yang felt the power in himself, the infinite Dharma image, the infinite divine power, the unmatched physical body, and his face was full of smiles.

At this moment, he is the complete version of himself who has pushed the way of this world to the limit!
"With the blessing of the Wuji Dharma, my combat power can be increased by at least ten times. This is a power that is completely comparable to the Wuji Divine Power. Even the invincible physical body is a little bit inferior to it."

Li Yang opened his eyes, feeling the surging power contained in the Dharma image in his sea of ​​consciousness. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He turned his head to look at the world around him. The tranquility in the valley made him smile with joy.

The surroundings were as quiet as the vacuum deep in the universe, with no sound disturbing the peace. When the first ray of light, like the fingertips of an angel, gently and carefully penetrated the heavy curtain of the night, the valley seemed to be cast with magic and began to slowly wake up from the abyss of sleep, just like a sleeping beauty awakened by a melodious morning song, with hazy poetry and endless tenderness.

At the first light of dawn, the eastern sky was as white as a fish belly. The faint light, almost imperceptible, seemed to spread slowly, inch by inch, as if with timidity, like a skilled painter, using the most delicate brushstrokes to outline the vague and mysterious outlines of the peaks surrounding the valley. The peaks were like a group of silent giants, half-hidden in the curling morning mist, as if guarding the unspeakable secrets in the valley. As the light gradually increased, the sky seemed to be ignited and quickly dyed a light orange-red. The clouds were like exquisite gauze, floating lightly and freely in the air, covering the valley with a layer of dreamy, gorgeous and dazzling colors, making people indulge in this magnificent visual feast.

At this time, the valley is still filled with thick morning mist like milk, like the gentle breath of the earth in its sleep, and like a flowing, translucent mysterious curtain, gently and tightly enveloping the entire valley. The mist is heavy, like a magic eraser, cleverly blurring the clear outlines of trees, rocks and streams, everything becomes hazy and poetic, like a freehand ink painting created by a master, slowly unfolding on the huge canvas of the morning, each stroke contains endless charm and reverie. The sun strives to penetrate the layers of cotton candy-like mist, sprinkling wisps of golden light, as magical and beautiful as the flowers scattered by the goddess, forming bright and dazzling light paths in the mist, and the dust flies and flickers happily in it, like a dream, as if performing a silent and gorgeous dance of light and shadow.

The stream in the valley slowly awakens in the morning mist and glimmer, and immediately begins its never-ending chanting, like an awakened spirit. The crystal clear stream flows like a lively child, bypassing stones of various shapes and scattered in an orderly manner, passing through dense and lush grass, and flashing like a jumping silver fish in the morning light. Its sound is crisp and pleasant, as if it is playing a cheerful and exciting morning song, intertwined with the occasional bird calls in the valley, and together composes a harmonious, beautiful and touching natural harmony. The gurgling sound of the flowing water is particularly clear and loud in the quiet morning. It is the pulse of the valley, beating the rhythm of life vigorously, injecting a lively and vibrant atmosphere into this quiet world, making people feel the infinite vitality and charm of nature.

The grass by the stream is covered with crystal clear dewdrops, like strings of tiny crystal beads. Each dewdrop is like a microscopic and wonderful world. They roll and gather happily on the grass leaves, reflecting the colorful light of the morning sun and flashing a dreamlike brilliance. When the breeze blows gently like a gentle mother's hand, the grass leaves sway, and the dewdrops fall and drip into the stream, splashing tiny and lovely water splashes, making a subtle dripping sound, as if whispering with the stream, sharing the beautiful secrets of this morning, and as if telling each other their hearts, conveying their thoughts and concerns for each other. The birds are undoubtedly the most outstanding singers in the valley in the morning. As the sky gradually brightens, they seem to hear the assembly call, and they all flap their wings and fly from the branches where they are perched, shake off the morning dew, and can't wait to start their crisp and melodious voices. First, there were a few shy tentative calls, and then they sang one after another like a surging tide. Some birds sang melodiously, as if they were telling an ancient and mysterious legend, and every note was full of affection and longing; some birds sang short and crisp, as if they were sending out cheerful and joyful greetings, conveying expectations and longings for a new day; and some birds sang in groups, their songs intertwined and blended together, forming a grand and wonderful movement, as if praising the magic and greatness of nature, and praising the tranquility and peace of the valley. The birds flew freely among the woods, their figures flashed quickly among the branches and leaves, some were concentrating on foraging, some were playing, adding infinite vitality and vigor to the quiet valley, making people feel as if they were in a fairy tale world full of joy and harmony.

The trees in the valley swayed gently in the morning breeze, as if they were doing a grand morning exercise. The tall and straight pine and cypress trees stretched out their dense branches and leaves, as if they were paying high tribute to the sky; and the low bushes gathered under the trees, their leaves were particularly fresh and green under the moistening of the morning dew, as if they had just been washed by water. The woods were filled with the fresh and pleasant pine scent and the unique fragrance of plants and trees. This is the unique perfume of nature. It is a mixture of the moisture of the soil, the sweet fragrance of flowers and the coolness of the morning mist. It permeates every corner of the valley, making people feel relaxed and happy, as if their hearts are cleansed by this pure breath, becoming clear and peaceful. The breeze blows through the woods, making a rustling sound, as if the trees are whispering in the morning breeze, sharing each other's dreams and thoughts, and as if they are beating the rhythm for the birds' singing, performing a wonderful musical feast together.

Deep in the valley, you can occasionally hear a few roars of animals, which are the unique morning calls of wild animals in the valley. Perhaps it is the call of an agile fox foraging in the grass, or the soft neigh of a deer that has just woken up and is walking in the woods. They follow the laws of nature and start a new day in this quiet land. Although these roars of animals briefly break the silence, they do not destroy the tranquility and harmony of the valley. Instead, they make people feel more deeply the primitiveness and wildness of this valley. It is a complete and mysterious ecosystem, in which every life plays a unique and indispensable role, and together maintains the delicate balance and harmonious coexistence of this land.

As the sun gradually rose, the morning mist began to slowly dissipate, like a shy dancer, dancing lightly under the scorching gaze of the sun, with reluctance and attachment, and gradually retreating from the stage. The scenery in the valley became clearer and clearer, the outlines of the peaks became clearer, as majestic as if they were cut by a knife and an axe; the branches and leaves of the trees became more emerald, as if they were shining with the light of life under the sun; the waves of the stream became more dazzling, like countless diamonds jumping and flashing on the water. However, although the sun has spread all over the valley, the tranquility and peace are still with you, permeating the air, as if time has deliberately slowed down here, making people involuntarily immersed in this wonderful morning time, forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world, and the soul has been deeply baptized and purified.

"It is indeed the back mountain of Wuji Sect. I am afraid there are many top-notch martial arts formations hidden underneath that are beneficial to cultivation and the soul."

Li Yang felt the soul-benefiting effect of the valley, and couldn't help but sigh at the convenience and benefits of being in a large sect. Then, he had an idea in his mind - could he learn some knowledge about martial arts formations?

"The martial arts formations in this world are different from the immortal formations. It is indeed necessary to learn them."

Li Yang's heart moved slightly. After thinking about it, he decided to learn a little, so he stepped into the Sutra Library.

As the Wuji Sect's scripture repository, this place naturally contains everything. In addition to martial arts techniques, there is also no shortage of knowledge on martial arts formations.

Entering the Sutra Library, the tall bookshelves are like giants standing in a forest, extending from the ground to the ceiling, filled with densely packed books and scrolls. The covers of these scrolls are made of different materials, some are simple animal skins, engraved with traces of time; some are delicate silk, which still exudes a soft luster despite the vicissitudes of life; and some are special paper with a tough texture, as if telling the preciousness and importance of the knowledge it carries. Each scroll is surrounded by a layer of faint spiritual energy, which is either deep blue, or fresh green, or golden and dazzling, as if indicating the type of practice it belongs to and the difficulty of cultivation.

Li Yang's eyes quickly moved between the bookshelves and soon locked onto the area where martial arts formation books were stored.

Compared to other places, this area seemed more mysterious and quiet, with a faint energy fluctuation all around, as if warning visitors to be awed. He approached cautiously, and saw that the martial arts formation books on the bookshelf were carefully classified and arranged according to the level, type and school of formation.

On the top layer are some ancient and incomplete fragments of formations. Although these fragments look dilapidated, the rune patterns on each page exude a deep and mysterious atmosphere. They are precious records of the Wuji Sect's ancestors in the early days of exploring martial arts formations. They contain the most primitive and simple formation concepts, and have immeasurable value for a deep understanding of the origin and development of martial arts formations.

The middle bookshelf displays various elementary and intermediate martial arts formation books. The covers of these books are painted with exquisite formation patterns. Some are defensive formations, and the patterns are like solid fortresses, giving people a sense of calm and security; some are offensive formations, and the patterns are like sharp blades, which are daunting; and some are auxiliary formations, and the patterns show the posture of smart wings or galloping horses, suggesting that they can enhance the speed and strength of practitioners. Next to each book is a small spiritual crystal, and the light of the spiritual crystal echoes the book, as if providing it with a constant source of energy nourishment to ensure that the knowledge in the book is not eroded by time.

On the lower bookshelf are some advanced martial arts formation books and notes of formation masters of all generations. These books are rare, but each one is extremely thick, as if carrying countless wisdom and efforts. Their cover materials are mostly precious spiritual objects, such as dragon skin and phoenix feathers, and the runes engraved on them are even more complex and profound. Even a formation genius like Li Yang can only barely recognize one or two of them. The notes of the masters are written in special spiritual ink. The handwriting is either elegant or strong. Every stroke contains the masters' insights and breakthroughs in the process of studying formations. For those who come later, they are like lights that illuminate the road ahead.

Li Yang took a deep breath and started reading from the elementary martial arts formation books. He gently picked up a book called "Detailed Explanation of Basic Formation" and slowly turned the pages. A faint scent of ink mixed with a weak spiritual power wave came to his face. The text in the book was concise and clear, but the formation knowledge it expounded was extremely rich. From the most basic formation line drawing method, to the guidance and convergence principle of formation energy, to the construction and application scenarios of different types of basic formations, there are detailed explanations and diagrams.

Li Yang's eyes were focused and ardent. He studied word by word, not missing any details. When he encountered something he didn't understand, he would stop what he was doing, close his eyes, and think carefully in his mind, trying to integrate the knowledge in the book with his daily understanding of the formation. Sometimes, he would stretch out his fingers and gesture the lines of the formation described in the book in the air, feeling the subtle feeling of energy flowing through his fingertips. (End of this chapter)