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

Chapter 41 Strength
After eating the noodles, Li Yan went out of the city to practice the magic of controlling the wind.

After practicing these few days, he was able to summon the wind to carry him five meters above the ground. Although the flying speed was not fast, he was already very satisfied.

While practicing the Wind Control Technique, he was also trying to do three things at once, practicing the Golden Needle Technique and the Flying Sword Technique at the same time.

Although it was a bit difficult at the beginning, the precision of the Golden Needle Technique and the Flying Sword Technique was reduced, and the speed of consuming Taoism was also accelerated.

But he was very skilled in Taoism and didn't care about the consumption.

Perhaps it has something to do with the foundation he has accumulated from drawing talismans over this period of time.

In this process, he naturally mastered some key points, and his control over his own Taoism also improved rapidly.

No people in the countryside.

There are barren rocks everywhere, few people go there, with dry and yellow weeds standing upright, and even few birds or animals can be seen.

If you go further in, you will be out of the domain of the god of Hengjiang Prefecture.

It is a deep mountain, a paradise for demons and ghosts.

In the sky about sixty or seventy feet high, Li Yan smiled faintly, stepped his feet into the void, and the breeze lifted his body up, flying back and forth above the old forest.

A sword light whistled nearby, piercing through the air and flying quickly in the air.

The speed of the sword light is much faster than the speed of Li Yan's wind control technique.

At the same time, a golden torrent also turned around from behind him, like a dense array of yellow peaks.

Although there are only a few hundred golden needles, they give people an aura that covers the sky and the sun.

The flying speed of the golden needle is slower than that of the flying sword, but its momentum is greater.

Li Yan smiled slightly, pinched his fingers, and his body suddenly disappeared in mid-air. When he reappeared, he was already a hundred feet away in the air.

Little maneuver!

Li Yan has always attached great importance to this magic and has practiced it to perfection. Now, at the limit, he can even escape hundreds of feet away with a single flash.

The ability to save life is extremely strong.

Now combined with the wind control technique, he is even more elusive.

"cut!"

Li Yan stopped in mid-air and saw a small hill blocking the road ahead. He had an idea and activated his flying sword technique to cut down the small hill in front of him that was more than ten feet high.

A peach wood sword flashed with clear light, and its speed increased again. In an instant, it crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and cut through the sky like a meteor.

Then it went straight into the middle of the mountain.

Then, the roar of a wooden sword breaking through the air was heard from behind.

"Bang bang bang!"

next moment.

This small hill with a diameter of ten feet was cut in half by the peach wood sword, and the upper part slid down, making a series of thunderous noises.

"Rumble..."

The hilltop fell completely and hit the ground heavily.

For a moment, dust was flying and smoke filled the sky.

Li Yan recalled the flying sword and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling his scalp tingling.

Is this the power he can create?
This was his first time trying out the power of the flying sword technique, but the result was somewhat beyond his imagination.

It can even cut down a small hill, so what would happen if it cuts down a person?

Is there really anyone who can withstand the power of this flying sword with his physical body?

Li Yan didn't believe it, at least he didn't think ordinary practitioners could do it.

He continued to use the Golden Needle Technique, and hundreds of golden needles fell like a swarm of hornets into the remaining tilted and flat half of the mountain that he had cut with his flying sword.

Golden needles constantly shuttle through the mountain.

After a moment, the golden needle flew out.

The center of the mountain seemed to be hollowed out and collapsed with a loud bang.

Li Yan took a deep look at the hill, pinched his fingers to recall the flying needles and swords and put them into his storage bag. He did not stay any longer and turned around and flew away.
……

“Even I have such strength now. What kind of magical powers would those Taoists, True Men, and even True Lords who have practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years have?” Li Yan was originally very confident in his own strength, but he did not have an intuitive feeling.

It was not until today when he suddenly had the urge to find something to test the power of his magic that he realized he had reached this level.

He can fly into the sky and hide underground, and even cut mountains in half. In the eyes of ordinary people, what is the difference between him and immortals?

If he is like this, then could it be that the strength of those practitioners and great monsters who are more advanced than him would be simple?
This caused him to feel a little pressure again.

Because his current strength in the eyes of outsiders is just that of an ordinary two-spirit practitioner, this is not a problem, as he will not be noticed by those advanced practitioners.

But if his behavior today was seen by others and spread, what would be the consequences?
He didn't dare to think about it.

Li Yan would not assume the utmost malice towards others, but he would not relax his vigilance either.

His cultivation level improved so rapidly.

This speed of improvement may not be intuitively felt by ordinary people.

However, Li Yan could not bear the consequences of being seen by practitioners, especially those top-level experts.

"You must endure it!"

Li Yan said to himself in his heart.

He is not yet at the point where he can ignore any enemy.

Once he encounters an enemy with malicious intentions that he cannot deal with, he will be at the mercy of the enemy.

……

Two months ago.

Qingwei Mountain in Yunzhou.

This is the headquarters of Qingxu Sect.

The Qingxu Sect is a large sect in the Liang Kingdom, and has produced several sword cultivators with extraordinary talents.

This day.

Willow Warbler rose from the foot of the mountain with the wind, as if climbing clouds, and slowly rose towards the top of the mountain.

Not long after.

A huge hand made of clouds and mist suddenly appeared and lifted her up.

Then the big hand moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Yingying arrived at a mountain peak covered with bamboo forests.

"Crash..."

The clear spring echoed, and the flowing water crossed a stone bridge and rushed down the mountain.

Liu Yingying crossed the stone bridge and several bamboo houses appeared before her.

"Master, I'm back."

She looked excited and a happy smile appeared on her fair face.

"Yes, what did you gain from this trip?"

Inside the bamboo house.

A cold female voice came out.

Liu Yingying looked disappointed when she heard this and said, "Master, I encountered a lot of things this time, and now I know why you asked me to go out for training."

"During this Palace God Festival, I almost delayed Hengjiang Dragon Lord's consolidation of the Palace God Realm in order to chase a big monster."

"That big demon deliberately led me away. After I left, a fierce ghost appeared and wanted to destroy the statue to stop the Dragon King from condensing the divine domain. If it weren't for a Taoist priest who took action, I would have been in great trouble!"

"Squeak-"

The door of the bamboo house was opened, and a beautiful Taoist woman wearing a green Taoist robe, with a tall figure and a red veil between her eyebrows walked out.

The female Taoist priest showed a look of relief, and said to Liu Yingying: "Yes, you have learned a lesson this time. These demons are cunning, and they are not as simple as your fellow apprentices said. If you are not careful, even if you finally kill the big demon, your Tao heart will be tarnished, so you must not be careless."

"Disciple noted it down."

Liu Yingying nodded, and then continued: "By the way, Master, I also made a friend in Hengjiang Prefecture this time. His name is Li Yan, and he is a cultivator in Hengjiang Prefecture. I feel that his heart is very pure, just like the senior Lingjun who came to our mountain gate last time."

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