The Weird Way of Immortality: My Taoism Progress in One Day a Year

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When Li Yan was practicing, he noticed Jiang Ming's arrival and came out to meet him.

After Jiang Ming told him about the flying boat fleet coming from afar, he raised his eyebrows.

"Is there an enemy?"

He probed into the distance with his spiritual sense and instantly found a group of people from the Ziji Holy Land, which was thousands of miles away from the Qingyan Holy Land.

This group of people drove the flying boat in a mighty manner, and it seemed that they came with ill intentions.

No wonder Jiang Ming came to ask him for help.

He soon discovered that the person with the strongest cultivation in the Zi Ji Holy Land was the purple-clothed young man who was at the tenth level of the Yuan Tai Realm.

As for the rest, they are just practitioners at the True Dan realm or below.

"With this little cultivation, you dare to cause trouble?"

Li Yan had a strange look on his face. After thinking for a moment, he activated his spiritual power and condensed an incarnation of vital energy directly in front of the flying boat.

"He who comes is stopped!"

Li Yan suddenly appeared in front of the flying boat fleet and spoke lightly to the flying boat fleet.

The way he appeared was extremely strange. His spiritual thoughts condensed into a shape and appeared out of thin air in front of the flying boat.

The people in the Ziji Holy Land were all shocked at once, thinking that Li Yan was the reincarnation of the Yuanshen Realm Yuanzun from the Dongji Great Region, so they quickly stopped the flying boat fleet.

"Excuse me, Senior, why did you stop me?"

The Ziji ancestor of the Ziji Holy Land stood up.

But there was no arrogance on his face at this moment. He bowed and looked at Li Yan's incarnation with full respect.

He was also frightened by Li Yan's sudden appearance.

"The front is the territory of my Qingyan Holy Land, you guys leave quickly."

Li Yan's tone was calm.

These people brought so many people to the Qingyan Holy Land without even saying hello. It was obvious that they had no good intentions.

But after all, it has not yet taken action against the Qingyan Holy Land, so he will not kill it with one blow.

"Someone from the Blue Flame Holy Land?"

Ancestor Zi Ji's mind moved, and his spiritual thoughts immediately probed towards the incarnation condensed by Li Yan.

Then they discovered that Li Yan was not here in his real body, but the incarnation of vital energy condensed from his spiritual thoughts.

No wonder it came so quietly.

He was instantly relieved, and the respect on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye. His expression changed in an instant, and his face became uncertain, and soon turned into shame and anger.

He didn't look carefully just now, and was frightened by the incarnation condensed by Li Yan. He thought it was the Yuanzun of the Yuanshen realm who appeared in the world.

He had already known all the news about the Qingyan Holy Land from his disciples.

Therefore, Li Yan's identity was quickly confirmed.

"You are the Master Yan of the Blue Flame Holy Land, right?"

Ancestor Zi Ji had a cold expression on his face and asked Li Yan in a stern voice.

Although he was asking questions to Li Yan, he was already very sure in his heart that Li Yan was the Master Yan Feng of Qingyan Holy Land who was in the late Yuantai Realm.

"You know a lot."

Li Yan frowned. He also noticed the change in the attitude of Patriarch Zi Ji.

Originally, he wanted to let Old Ancestor Ziji go, but now it seems that Old Ancestor Ziji does not seem to appreciate it.

Patriarch Zi Ji said angrily, "Humph, it is not easy for you to cultivate to the late stage of the Yuantai Realm here. I originally wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to dare to play tricks on me. In this case, don't blame me for being cruel."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flew out from his palm.

Swish!
The golden light broke through the air and quickly slashed towards Li Yan's incarnation.

However, the next moment, the expression of Patriarch Zi Ji changed drastically again.

At this moment, in the palm of Li Yan's incarnation, there was a fist-sized golden flying disc hovering above. It was the magic weapon he had just used to attack Li Yan.

"My golden disc!"

Ancestor Zi Ji’s face was filled with astonishment.

Although his golden disc was just an ordinary lower-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, he had used it for many years and it was in tune with his mind.

With his current realm, he thought he could severely injure the enemy even if his original body in the late Yuantai realm was here, let alone an incarnation.

However, the result was far beyond his expectations. Li Yan's incarnation not only blocked his golden light attack, but also captured it directly in his hands. He wanted to drive the golden light back, but Li Yan's hands seemed to have infinite power, firmly suppressing his golden light in his hands.

"How can this be!"

A look of panic suddenly appeared on the face of Patriarch Zi Ji.

He looked at Li Yan's incarnation's expression, which did not change at all, and his heart suddenly tightened.

The thoughts in my mind became extremely clear in the blink of an eye.

There is no way this could be a Venerable in the late Yuantai realm.

But he is a complete Yuanshen realm Yuanzun.

And I'm afraid he is also a strong one among the Yuan Zun.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to capture his magic weapon so easily with just an incarnation of Yuan Qi.

"I gave you a chance."

After Patriarch Zi Ji launched the attack, Li Yan's eyes turned cold in an instant.

"escape!"

Ancestor Zi Ji felt an endless crisis in his heart, and a trace of fear suddenly appeared on his face.

He left the flying boat and fled into the distance.

He didn't pay any attention to the disciples below.

He knew very well that as long as he could escape, the Ziji Holy Land would have a chance to start over.

And if he dies, the Purple Extreme Holy Land will completely cease to exist.

Seeing this, Li Yan was not in a hurry at all. He stretched out a finger and lightly pointed at the Zi Ji ancestor who was fleeing in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, a green sword energy flew out from his fingertips.

He was the first to arrive and stabbed the Zi Ji ancestor in an instant.

Ancestor Zi Ji felt that his vitality was gradually fading away, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

He was just about to escape from his Yuantai to save himself, but the next moment, the sword energy directly cut off his Yuantai along with it.

Ancestor Zi Ji died without even having the time to leave a last word.

Li Yan's vital energy was retracted, and the storage magic weapon on his body was taken away.

Then he looked at the group of practitioners from the Purple Extreme Holy Land on the remaining flying boat fleet.

"Ancestor!"

The practitioners of the Ziji Holy Land on the flying boat fleet were filled with agony. As the ancestor of their holy land, the Ziji Patriarch had actually abandoned them just now.

This is hard for them to accept.

Then they held their breath and looked at Li Yan with horror in their eyes.

They were very clear at the moment that life and death depended on Li Yan's thoughts.

Li Yan looked at the expressions on the faces of these practitioners from the Purple Extreme Holy Land, thought for a moment, and did not choose to attack these disciples.

These practitioners from the Purple Extreme Holy Land did not attack him, and he did not want to kill these practitioners who had not yet reached the Yuantai realm.

"You better take care of yourselves. If you continue to cause chaos in the Northern Frontier Region, you won't be so lucky next time."

Li Yan warned the people from the Ziji Holy Land in a cold tone, then transformed himself, rolled up the storage magic tool of the Ziji ancestor, and returned directly to the Qingyan Holy Land.

Seeing that Li Yan's incarnation finally left, the practitioners of Ziji Holy Land finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Liao, now that our ancestor is dead, what should we do next?"

An elder with a sad look on his face asked the middle-aged man in brown clothes who was standing next to Patriarch Zi Ji.

"Leave this place as soon as possible! That senior has already remembered us."

"The ancestor is dead. Without the Yuantai realm cultivators to take charge, we can't support the name of the holy land at all."

"So I think it would be best for us to find an ownerless spiritual place and establish a new sect!"

The Purple Extreme Holy Land was founded by the Purple Extreme Patriarch, and it was only a few hundred years ago. Therefore, Elder Liao's sense of belonging to the Holy Land was naturally not too strong.

Now that Patriarch Ziji is dead, he doesn't want to retain the name of the Purple Ji Holy Land any more.

In addition, establishing a sect is also a good way out.

(End of this chapter)