Chapter 5 of the Great Martial Scripture, Third Level

The vast world is referred to as the "Domain," and the Ancient Mysterious Domain is one of them. The vast world also possesses a world barrier, but the world barrier of the vast world is incredibly solid. Even those who have achieved the 'Nine Palace Perfection' through nine instances of spiritual communication cannot move it in the slightest.

Three individuals stand at the edge of the cloud horizon above the clouds, with a sea of mist swirling below them. The sky is a clear blue, and the sun is just rising. Opposite the cloud horizon is the vast, mirror-like cliff of the continent, where the wind is strong, causing their robes to flap loudly.

This is the weakest point of the Extreme Wall of Yunzhou, where figures like the Ancestor Tai Ling sometimes break through the Great State's Extreme Wall to travel to other small worlds. The old blind man held a palm-sized small boat in his hand and tucked it into his sleeve

On the second day, Guo Yi practiced the Great Martial Fist a thousand times, totaling fourteen thousand forms. In the evening, he engaged in breathing exercises, and by the third morning, he was still full of energy. With a mighty roar, he executed a continuous series of Great Martial Fist moves, the force of his punches was formidable, far more vigorous than before.

In the end, it still ended in failure, just one move short, just one move short... Guo Yi felt very unwilling, and jumped up again, continuing to practice his punches, from sunrise to sunset, without stopping. He astonishingly performed the Great Martial Fist one thousand two hundred times, with each performance consisting of seventeen moves.

Has it already come to the end of the small world

The Seventeenth Form

Not yet, we are currently at the northernmost point of Yunzhou, at the end of Yunshan, right in front of us is the "Great State's Extreme Wall"

Fourteenth style, Fifteenth style

Guo Yi did not stop boxing; this was already the one thousand five hundredth time. He could only feel that the speed of his punches was increasing, and his breath was becoming increasingly prolonged. This time, he would surely succeed

In his dream, he seemed to see Su E, his grandmother, his younger sister Guo Xue, and even the vaguely familiar figure of his older brother Guo Shaoshang

Observing Guo Yi's diligent training, Guo Lu found it difficult to concentrate and reflect, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The young master has never been one to enjoy training, but once he sets his mind to something, there is nothing in the world he cannot achieve"

Yunshan, located to the north of the Yunmeng Empire, has been known since ancient times for its many traces of immortals. Numerous "immortal" masters have left their footprints here. The peaks rise high into the clouds, seemingly connecting to the heavens above. The northern face of the mountain range is abruptly severed, as if cut by a single sword, leaving behind a vertical cliff that towers ten thousand meters high.

The world barrier of the Small World is referred to as the "Great Continent Extreme Wall". The world barrier of the Great World is known as the "Great Domain Barrier"

The old blind man has once again found his way into the boat to take a deep sleep, and by sheer chance, he has earned thirty celestial fruits, likely reveling in his dreams.

Yunzhou is an incredibly vast world, with a population of one hundred billion. Finding a single person here is akin to searching for a needle in a haystack. The Ancient Mysterious Domain is a grand world, its area several hundred million times that of Yunzhou, with a population in the trillions. One might not be able to traverse even a small corner of the Ancient Mysterious Domain in three years, or even in a lifetime.

Make some money

Guo Lu was extremely excited; the young master had actually made progress overnight. This speed is truly astonishing!

Guo Yi's breathing began to quicken, and his breath became chaotic, yet it did not cease.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, why are you trying to save me under the Wuyun Bridge and going to great lengths to assist me in reaching the Ancient Mysterious Domain? What exactly are your intentions?" Guo Yi pressed on relentlessly

Since it is a transaction, what are you afraid of? Why are you speaking incoherently?

Seven styles, eight styles

Sixteen Forms

"Elder brother, elder brother, wait for me. The Guo family has been exterminated, and grandmother has been poisoned. Come back with me to seek revenge and to save grandmother..." Guo Yi sprang up from the bed and shouted, "Elder brother, elder brother, don't go..."

Guo Yi stepped out of the flying vessel and asked, "Have we arrived at the Ancient Mysterious Domain of the Great World?"

What other small worlds?" Guo Yi asked in confusion

The old blind man stammered, retreating step by step, saying: "You... have you forgotten... that we have a deal?"

"Unexpectedly, I have executed the Thirteenth Style." After a night of training, Guo Yi felt that the length of his breath had increased, so he immediately came out to verify. As expected, he had successfully executed two more moves of the Great Martial Fist compared to yesterday.

When the next morning arrived, Guo Yi was still full of energy, even more so than when she was asleep. This left Guo Lu, who had been worried all night, feeling quite shaken.

The Da Wu Quan consists of a total of eighty-one forms. Being able to execute one form indicates that one has mastered the first level of the "Da Wu Jing," with a breath length of one exhalation. However, regardless of how long one’s breath may be, one can only perform a maximum of eight forms consecutively before needing to take a breath.

Guo Yi remains full of energy, with fluid movements in both fists and feet

The vastness of the Ancient Mysterious Domain is immeasurable, being several hundred million times that of Yunzhou. Countless small worlds are attached to its periphery, resembling the sesame seeds on a baked flatbread, so numerous that they cannot be counted. Three thousand years ago, a bored individual spent five hundred years attempting to traverse these small worlds, yet he was unable to visit them all. Just among those inhabited, he discovered no fewer than one hundred thousand around the Ancient Mysterious Domain.

That night, Guo Yishi was extremely tired and did not practice any further, quickly falling into a deep sleep

Seventeenth style ... ... Eighteenth style ... ...

I have finally succeeded! I have entered the third level of the "Great Martial Scripture"

The sheer cliff is referred to as "Yun Ya". On the other side of Yun Ya lies a chaotic sky, with the azure and transparent great wall resembling the Milky Way cascading down from the heavens. If one were to throw a stone, it would create ripples that spread outward. Every year, countless individuals from around the world come to Yun Ya to pay their respects, as it is said to be the path to ascend to the heavens

Only by breaking through the second level of the Great Martial Canon, with a breathing duration of two breaths, can one continuously execute the nine forms. Similarly, upon breaking through the third level, with a breathing duration of three breaths, one can continuously execute the eighteen forms. To achieve the status of a Martial Saint, one must reach the limit of ten breaths in duration, enabling the execution of the complete eighty-one punches of the Great Martial Fist

Ah! I can’t take it anymore! The old blind man raised one hand and waved it towards Guo Yi and Guo Lu, instantly pulling the two into the Great State's extreme wall. They vanished as if they had fallen into water, leaving only two ripples in the sky above.

The voice of the old blind man interrupted Guo Yi's train of thought: "Haha, after staying in Yunzhou for three months, I am finally going back!" Then the flying boat came to a stop, slowly descending, and the white dragon let out a roar before transforming into a white cloud sail that landed on the small boat.

The old blind man muttered for half a day: "What does it have to do with me? There is no benefit, so why should I meddle in others' affairs"

"Nonsense, your cultivation is profound and unfathomable, absolutely incomparable to those like the Old Ancestor Tai Ling. You clearly could have prevented the tragedy at the Heavenly King’s Mansion; why did you not stop it?" These were words that Guo Yi had long wanted to ask.

After a moment of silence, Guo Yi took off his robe and surprisingly began to practice the Great Martial Fist on the deck, again and again, continuously repeating the movements as if he would never know fatigue

Twelfth style, thirteenth style

"Young Master, what is the matter with you?" Guo Lu rushed in from outside

Each small world is referred to as a "state," such as Yunzhou, Zhongzhou, Shenzhou, and so on. Each small world is enveloped by a layer of natural barrier, and only by breaking through to the Martial Saint level and reaching the realm of Nine Palaces Communication can one surpass this barrier and exit this small world

Guo Yi's breath lasted only two breaths, allowing him to consecutively perform the Eleven Forms of the Great Martial Fist. On the first day, he executed it a thousand times, totaling eleven thousand forms. As night fell, he practiced the "Great Martial Classic" to extend the duration of his internal breath. He had never trained so diligently as he did today, and naturally, he did not notice that during his inhalation and exhalation, the blood-red small sword in his arms also emitted a radiant glow, as if it were breathing as well. As night fell, he practiced the "Great Martial Classic" to extend the duration of his internal breath. He had never trained so diligently as he did today, and naturally, he did not notice that during his inhalation and exhalation, the blood-red small sword in his arms also emitted a radiant glow, as if it were breathing as well

Guo Yi sighed upon hearing this, realizing that Yunzhou was indeed a shallow bay. One day, after saving his grandmother and avenging his grievances, he would wander through all these vast and small worlds together with Su E.

Perhaps revenge relies more on oneself

Boom! Guo Yiman, drenched in sweat, gasping for breath like an ox, collapsed onto the deck, her face flushed red.

Guo Lu was counting beside him, wanting to see how much Guo Yi had grown overnight. As one progresses further in martial arts cultivation, it becomes increasingly difficult and slow. Even for himself, achieving the rank of Martial Saint at the age of sixteen was the result of twelve years of extraordinary effort.

The Martial Saint has already reached the limits of the human body, yet even after half a month without sleep, one would still be utterly exhausted. Guo Yi is merely at the second level of the "Great Martial Scripture"; after a day of boxing and a night of cultivation, he surprisingly shows no signs of fatigue. If he continues to cultivate in this manner, would he not defy the heavens

I must persevere; if I can execute two more moves, I will be able to enter the third level of the "Great Martial Canon." Guo Yi felt suffocated; with every movement, his body felt as if it were on fire, yet he still did not give up

As night falls, the white mist envelops the flying boat, and the moonlight flows like water, resembling a fairyland

It was merely a dream. Guo Yi's eyes were hollow, yet his face was filled with worry. Although it was just a dream, it made him think of a crucial matter: whether he could find his elder brother

One type, two types, three types ... ...

I have always wanted to ask you a question. Guo Yi asked the old blind man: "Why did you stop my sedan chair on Xuanwu Street that day?"

The old blind man, standing above the clouds, shouted angrily at the towering cliffs of the continent: "Damn it, who are you! It's really hard to be a good person. You Guo family's troubles, why must I come all this way? The two brothers are both scoundrels, the elder is a fool, and the younger is also a fool. Your whole family is a bunch of fools..."