my world double door.

At the westernmost end of the ancient martial arts world, there is a mountain range that rises and falls, towering into the clouds, like a sleeping dragon lying across the land. The mountains are shrouded in mist and are rarely visited by people. Deep within them, there is a valley that has been sealed by the dust of time. It is a Jedi that even birds cannot cross, and it is also a mysterious forbidden place for the inheritance of martial arts.

The entrance to the valley was extremely hidden, covered by dense and thorny thorns. The thorns flickered with a faint blue light. It was a natural restriction. Once touched, it would be stung like lightning. Through the thorn bushes, a narrow and rugged path meandered down. On both sides of the path were steep stone walls, smooth as a mirror, with a cold luster, as if they were cut by the sharp blade of time.

As you step into the valley, the first thing that comes into view is a lush ancient forest. The trees are tall and strong, with luxuriant branches and leaves that block out the sun. The sun can only shine through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled shadows. The ground is covered with thick fallen leaves, exuding a decadent and mysterious atmosphere. Every step you take is like stepping on the long river of history, making a slight rustling sound that echoes in the silent valley.

The forest was filled with a light mist, which was not ordinary water vapor, but contained a strong spiritual energy, entwined between the trees, as if covering the forest with a veil. Occasionally, a few strange birds flew through it, their feathers flashing with colorful light, their cries were crisp and pleasant, but with a hint of ethereal loneliness, as if they were the guardians of the valley, patrolling their territory.

Going deeper into the valley, the terrain gradually opened up, and a quiet lake appeared. The lake water was clear and bottomless, and there were tiny lights on the bottom of the lake, as if countless stars had fallen into it. The lake surface was as calm as a mirror, without a ripple, reflecting the surrounding mountains, trees and sky, like a beautiful painting. However, under this calm lake surface, there was a powerful and mysterious force hidden, surging indistinctly, which people dare not underestimate.

On the other side of the lake is the cliff with the Chinese character "武" engraved on it. The cliff is like a huge tower that reaches the sky, towering into the clouds, steep and rugged, almost vertical to the sky and the earth. Its surface presents an ancient and heavy blue-gray color, as if it has been precipitated by years, and seems to have been baptized by endless wars, exuding a majestic and solemn atmosphere.

In the center of the cliff, the huge "Wu" character exudes a mysterious light. The character is about several dozen feet high, and each stroke is as wide as a house, deeply carved into the stone wall, as if it was chopped by the ancient gods with a giant axe that created the world. The strokes of the character "Wu" are strong and powerful, and the lines are smooth and natural, full of a majestic momentum, as if it contains the essence and power of the entire world's martial arts.

When a warrior of the Martial Spirit Realm stepped into the valley and approached the cliff with the word "Wu" engraved on it, he was instantly enveloped by an invisible force. He felt a flash of light before his eyes, and the word "Wu" seemed to come alive. Golden runes emerged from the word, circling around him and emitting dazzling light. Each rune contained profound martial arts principles, as if they were silent mentors telling him the secrets of martial arts.

As the runes poured in, ancient and mysterious pictures emerged in the mind of the strong man. He saw that the warriors of the ancient times, in the chaos of the beginning of the world, opened up the road of martial arts with their tenacious will and persistent pursuit of strength. They fought with ferocious beasts on the barren land, and every move contained the determination and courage of life and death; they practiced among the mountains and ridges, absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, felt the way of nature, integrated their own power with heaven and earth, and reached a state of transcendence.

Under the impact of this powerful force, the strong man's body trembled involuntarily, and a layer of light golden light appeared on the surface of his skin, as if resonating with the power in the word "Wu". His breath began to become disordered and powerful, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a surging tide, constantly impacting his meridians and acupoints, trying to break through the original shackles and reach a higher realm.

At this time, the spiritual energy in the valley seemed to be summoned by something, and it gathered towards the strong man frantically, forming a vortex that could be seen by the naked eye. The surrounding trees were affected by the powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and the branches and leaves rustled, as if they were cheering and rejoicing, and seemed to be in awe of this mysterious power. The water in the lake also set off layers of ripples, sparkling, reflecting the light in the sky, like a dreamlike scene.

The strong man closed his eyes tightly, immersed in the wonderful world of martial arts. His hands danced unconsciously, imitating the moves of the ancient warriors that appeared in his mind. Every dance brought a whistling sound of wind, and the air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere. His figure flickered in the light, as if it had merged with the surrounding environment and became a part of this martial arts heritage.

After a long time, the strong man slowly opened his eyes, with an unprecedented light flashing in his eyes, which was a deeper understanding and firm belief in martial arts. He knew that this trip to the valley would be a turning point in his martial arts career. The power contained in the word "martial arts" would accompany him in his future exploration and breakthroughs until he reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Huh, the handwriting of the Martial Ancestor is indeed shockingly powerful. Even I can gain so much from contemplating it."

The strong man opened his eyes, feeling the greatly improved strength in his body, his eyes sparkled, and he spoke with emotion, but then his expression changed, and he looked forward suddenly: "Oh no, the opening time of the desert world is over, and I missed the first copper development!"

The strong man's face turned pale and blue when he thought of this. It took him a while to suppress his unwillingness. He suddenly stood up and flew out: "No, I must not miss the next treasure land!"

"Boom~"

The strong man flew out, and a series of horrifying roars followed. After a while, a somewhat curious figure came here.

"Such a strong martial arts charm, is there some treasure that can help me gain enlightenment here?" Li Yang looked at the scene where the powerful martial artist flew out, raised his eyebrows and whispered to himself, then saw that the warrior had really gone away completely, and there was no other movement around, so he couldn't help but carefully step into this hidden valley.

There are opportunities everywhere in the ancient world of martial arts, and when he encounters a situation like this, he will definitely take a look.

Surrounded by steep and towering mountains, it was like a natural barrier that completely isolated the valley from the outside world. Its entrance was hidden behind dense thorn bushes, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to find it unless by chance.

Li Yang felt at ease when he looked at the environment and immediately stepped into the valley.

As soon as he stepped into the valley, Li Yang felt a breath that was very different from the outside world. The air here seemed to be permeated with rich spiritual energy. Every breath was like absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, causing the spiritual power in his body to tremble slightly involuntarily, as if responding to the call of this mysterious place. The valley was quiet and deep, surrounded by steep cliffs and rugged rocks, which were covered with traces of time, as if telling the vicissitudes and mysteries of the past. The land under his feet exuded an ancient and heavy atmosphere. With every step he took, he could feel the faint vibration coming from deep in the earth, as if this valley had its own heartbeat.

Li Yang's eyes slowly swept across the valley. Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the stone wall at the end of the valley, instantly attracting all his attention. In the light, a huge "Wu" character loomed, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if it contained the essential power of the martial arts in this world, making it impossible to resist its temptation. The light was like a materialized silk thread, intertwined in the air, exuding a sacred and solemn atmosphere, as if announcing the supreme secret of martial arts to the world.

At this moment, Li Yang seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he walked towards the stone wall involuntarily. His steps were steady and firm, and every step he took was like stepping on a drum, making a dull echo, as if the whole valley was trembling with his arrival. As he gradually approached the stone wall, the light emitted by the word "Wu" became more and more dazzling, and the mysterious power contained in it became more and more clear. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be attracted by some powerful force, and gathered towards Li Yang, forming a layer of light spiritual mist around him, making his figure look more mysterious and solemn.

When he finally stood in front of the stone wall and looked up at the huge word "Wu", he was instantly immersed in it, as if he had entered a whole new world. In his perception, everything around him had disappeared, leaving only the word "Wu" shining with endless light, and the profound martial arts spirit contained in the word. Every stroke of the word "Wu" seemed to contain infinite mysteries. Sometimes it was like a dragon going out to sea, majestic and magnificent, showing the majesty and ferocity of martial arts. Every turn and ups and downs seemed to contain endless power, which could easily tear the sky apart; sometimes it was like a dancing snake, flexible and changeable, revealing the agility and skills of martial arts. The wandering of the strokes seemed to be the flexible posture of a warrior on the battlefield, able to cleverly avoid the enemy's attack and give a fatal blow; sometimes it was like a towering mountain, heavy and steady, interpreting the foundation and heritage of martial arts. Every stroke was like the foundation of a mountain range, firmly rooted in the earth, symbolizing that martial arts needs a solid foundation to stand firm. Li Yang's eyes closely followed the flow of the strokes, his heart surging and he could hardly control himself.

As Li Yang's understanding of the divine meaning of "Wu" deepened, his body began to undergo miraculous changes. The spiritual power around him began to surge uncontrollably, forming tiny vortices that madly absorbed the spiritual energy around him. A faint golden glow appeared on the surface of his skin, as if it was covered by a layer of sacred light. Every inch of his muscle was trembling slightly, as if undergoing a transformation. His bones also made a slight creaking sound under the action of this force, as if they were being reforged, becoming tougher and stronger.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, mysterious pictures kept emerging. He saw the martial arts masters of the ancient times practicing in the chaotic world. They were breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the cliffs, with firm and focused postures, and the surrounding clouds and mists rolled and surged with their breathing; or they were tempering their physical will in the turbulent rivers, letting the turbulent water hit their bodies, but they did not move at all. Every impact of the water was like a heavy hammer to temper their will; or they were fighting fiercely with the beasts of heaven and earth on the vast wasteland. Their moves were fierce and sharp, colliding with the power of the beasts, making a loud noise that shook the earth. Each move contained fearlessness of life and death and a persistent pursuit of martial arts. These pictures were like bright stars, flickering in his sea of ​​consciousness, illuminating his way forward and constantly improving his understanding and perception of martial arts.

Li Yang couldn't help but close his eyes, and threw himself into this wonderful comprehension. His hands danced unconsciously, imitating the moves of the ancient mighty that emerged in his mind. Each move contained his new understanding and new perception of martial arts. His movements became more and more smooth and natural, more and more powerful, and every punch and kick brought a whistling sound of wind, as if it could tear the air apart. His figure became blurred under the surrounding of this power, as if it had merged with the surrounding environment and became a part of this martial arts heritage.

As time went by, Li Yang's aura became stronger and deeper. His martial arts foundation was greatly improved without him noticing, and the bottleneck of his cultivation that had been stagnant began to show signs of loosening. He could clearly feel that the connection between himself and the surrounding world became closer, as if he could mobilize the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for his own use. This wonderful feeling made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself. His state of mind was also sublimated in the process. Some of the distractions and confusions that once troubled him have now disappeared, leaving only the pure pursuit and love of martial arts.

After a long time, Li Yang slowly opened his eyes, with an unprecedented brilliance in his eyes. At this moment, he was no longer the same person as before he entered the valley. His understanding and control of martial arts had reached a whole new level.

"This one word actually contains such a profound martial arts meaning, as if the fundamental mystery of martial arts and the most original power of martial arts are unfolding before my eyes."

Li Yang felt the profound growth of his own martial arts foundation, and couldn't help but look at the word "Wu" on the cliff in front of him with some surprise. You know, he is now a martial artist in the Wuling realm. Even at this level, there is still someone who can increase his martial arts foundation so easily. It is really unbelievable.

"Could it be that it was left by the God of War?"

An idea flashed through his mind, and Li Yang couldn't help but continue to devote himself to the writing that seemed to interpret the most fundamental principles of martial arts. (End of this chapter)