Cultivating Immortality Begins with Rejuvenation

Before Spirit Pearl Mountain, a beautiful figure controlled a ray of light, soaring into the sky, cautiously watching the flying boat in the distance that was about to enter the family's territory.

She wore a moon-white long dress, her long black hair was lightly tied with purple silk, and she held a high-grade Purple Clarity magic sword in her hand. Her originally gentle and beautiful face was set off by a touch of sternness in her eyes, creating a unique contrasting beauty.

Since the Zheng family provoked the wasteland battle eleven years ago, she, as the Foundation Establishment ancestor of the Yan family, had not had a moment of peace.

She had been painstakingly studying the second-order pill refinement inheritance for decades without any progress. She had finally seen a clue in the detailed explanations left by Li Ji'an, and she thought that after a few more years of intensive study, she might have the possibility of being promoted to a senior second-order alchemist.

As a result, in these eleven years, she had no chance to calm her mind and concentrate on studying the art of alchemy.

During this period, she had repeatedly fought against the Foundation Establishment ancestor of the Zheng family, as well as the Foundation Establishment cultivators among those bandits. She had experienced several life-and-death struggles, and she had personally witnessed too many clansmen die, which made her heart grow colder and colder.

The more this happened, the more some memories would involuntarily surface.

During these years, every time she communicated with Li Ji'an, she would inadvertently recall the happy times she spent with Brother Li in the pill shop before Foundation Establishment.

At that time, she didn't have to think about anything, she only needed to concentrate on studying the art of alchemy.

At that time, she felt less and less pressure, and it didn't matter if she didn't understand, because Brother Li would teach her anyway.

At that time, when her state of mind was unstable, her mentality was unbalanced, or even when she was unhappy, Brother Li would say some inexplicable things to make her happy.

But, she knew, it was all gone.

She also knew that this was the destiny of a family cultivator.

Therefore, in order to avoid recalling these impossible times, she tried to restrain herself and did not easily communicate with Li Ji'an if nothing happened.

The Purple Clarity magic sword in her hand hummed, her cold eyes staring at the flying boat. If it did not respond again, then don't blame her for being merciless under her sword!

"Aunt, I'm back!"

Thump~

Her tense nerves relaxed instantly.

Her beautiful eyes widened, looking incredulously at the middle-aged man in white robe flying out of the flying boat in front of her.

"Li..." If Li Ji'an hadn't called out "Aunt" in advance, Yan Qingwan would have almost blurted out "Brother Li".

Too similar.

Too similar to Brother Li forty or fifty years ago!

But upon closer inspection, there were still some differences.

"Fan'er? You..." Yan Qingwan came back to her senses, staring blankly at Li Ji'an, and was shocked again.

The Foundation Establishment aura just now was actually Fan'er's!

After thirteen years of separation, he had actually returned after establishing his foundation!

"Qingwan, be careful of fraud!" Suddenly, the previous generation's Foundation Establishment ancestor's voice was like thunder, exploding in the void.

There were too many strange things in the cultivation world. Although the person on the opposite side, with his mid-Foundation Establishment divine sense, could not see any disguise, he did not dare to be careless.

At least a certain Dao artifact owned by a rogue cultivator could easily disguise the appearance of others, and even the mana aura and divine soul aura could be disguised.

That was a Dao artifact that was said to be able to deceive even the Supreme Elder of the Myriad Dharma Palace, so it was normal for him not to be able to see through it.

"Junior greets the ancestor!" Li Ji'an put away the flying boat, dispersed his mana, and bowed to the Yan family ancestor.

In his previous life, he had seen the ancestor once in the medicine garden. Although this was his first time seeing him in this life, he had heard many descriptions of him in the family hall when he was young.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please forgive me. The situation is chaotic now, and I have to be careful. May I ask how Fellow Daoist Li can prove his identity?" The ancestor did not relax because Li Ji'an had dispersed his mana.

Yan Qingwan hesitated to speak, but in the end, she did not open her mouth.

Li Ji'an paused slightly: "Ancestor, with your cultivation, you should be able to see that Junior has not used any disguise techniques, right?"

"There are Dao artifacts in the world, so we must be careful. Please prove your identity."

Regarding Dao artifacts, Li Ji'an knew that, like the God-favored, they could not be measured by common sense. The God-favored were suspected of being possessed by fragments of the Heavenly Dao, while Dao artifacts were suspected of being objects possessed by fragments of the Heavenly Dao.

Their abilities were also unpredictable and difficult to grasp.

Li Ji'an smiled lightly, expressing his understanding, and then looked at Yan Qingwan and said, "Aunt, everyone is not optimistic about me..."

Hearing this, Yan Qingwan instantly smiled, with a hint of tearful joy in her voice: "But you are also the most disappointing!"

This was the story about his father that Yan Qingwan told him in the first few years after he entered the Yan family in this life.

"Fan'er!" After saying that, Yan Qingwan flew forward.

The ancestor was confused, but he guessed that this should be some kind of secret code between Li Ji'an and Yan Qingwan.

Immediately, he nodded secretly. Two years ago, Yan Kongyi came back and talked about Li Ji'an's situation in the Immortal City. Not only was he qualified to help them introduce the owner of the Nine Cauldrons Chamber of Commerce, but he was also at the peak of Qi training, and he even had connections with the inner disciples of the sect. It could be said that establishing the foundation was not particularly unexpected.

He looked at Li Ji'an with more appreciation. Not only was he talented, but he was also good at dealing with people and making friends. Most importantly, with his current status and position in the Immortal City, he could still rush back at this time, which showed that his character was noble and he knew how to repay kindness.

Yan Qingwan came to Li Ji'an, looked him up and down, and nodded repeatedly: "Heh~ you are already middle-aged, so I can't call you like I did when you were a child."

Li Ji'an had not taken any youth-preserving pills, so his current appearance was that of a normal thirty-eight-year-old man. Of course, nourished by spiritual energy, he was still much younger than ordinary people. He had no wrinkles and good skin, but only the feeling of time settling on his face existed, making him more mature and stable.

"Aunt, you can call me whatever you want." Li Ji'an cared the least about what he was called.

"It's me who is vulgar. Okay, Fan'er, come on, let's go see the Great Elder first." Yan Qingwan chuckled, suddenly remembering the purpose of Li Ji'an's return, and hurriedly led him back to the clan.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please!" The ancestor took the opportunity to invite him.

No matter what the relationship between Yan Qingwan and Li Ji'an was, no matter what they called each other, as the older generation ancestor of the Yan family, he could not be ignorant of the rules.

Li Ji'an had no blood relationship with the Yan family. As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had to be called Fellow Daoist.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, please!" Li Ji'an understood his intention and solemnly returned the greeting.

As the matter in the high sky came to an end, a group of people below the clan land were all pleasantly surprised.

They witnessed the scene just now.

Previously, only the ancestor and the head of the family knew what Yan Kongyi had seen and heard when he went to the Immortal City. Ordinary clansmen naturally did not know.

In their eyes, Li Fan was brought into the Yan family at the age of eight because of his father's legacy, and he was able to enjoy the superior nourishing resources of the family's children.

Then, at the age of fifteen, he was found to have amazing spiritual roots.

However, he did not remember the kindness of the clan, and he was unwilling to stay in the clan, and he fantasized about joining the upper sect.

As a result, he returned in disgrace.

Later, he even looked down on the Yan family, unwilling to change his surname, unwilling to become a member of the Yan family, and finally chose the outermost dojo himself, and squatted for ten years and delayed himself.

Finally, before the chaos in the wasteland, he left without saying goodbye and disappeared.

In the hearts of many clansmen, Li Fan was a delayed genius. He clearly had such good spiritual root talent, but he delayed his immortal path because he was unwilling to change his surname and join the Yan family.

Many clansmen even thought that he would regret it one day and come back to beg to re-enter the clan.

However, they never expected that one day Li Fan would return as a high-ranking Foundation Establishment loose cultivator!

Of course, at this time, Li Ji'an's return as a Foundation Establishment loose cultivator was simply a great joy for them.

With one more Foundation Establishment ancestor in the Yan family, they would have a greater advantage in the wasteland situation.

Yan Zongsheng looked up at Li Ji'an, who was being led down by Yan Qingwan, and a look of relief appeared on his much older face, as well as a lot of surprise. He actually supported Li Ji'an's going out to venture in those years.

As the head of the Yan family, he knew the situation in the clan best, and he also thought a lot about the situation in the entire Cangyun Prefecture. In those years, Li Ji'an's situation was that he could only find a way out by going out.

Yan Hongsheng widened his bull-like eyes. When he heard that it was Li Ji'an's kid who had returned, he was ready to go up and slap him a few times, blaming him for leaving without saying goodbye in those years, but at this moment, the other party's identity as a Foundation Establishment loose cultivator left him only with shock!

At the edge of the crowd, Zhang Tiezhu was in tears, looking remotely at the figure admired by everyone in the air, as if he had seen Brother Li who led them out of the Storm Desert.

"Brother Li, you should be content! In any case, among the five of us, it is your lineage that gave birth to the first Foundation Establishment cultivator!" Zhang Tiezhu muttered, smiling contentedly.

Yan Qing, his youngest son, who was supporting him, was relatively calm. He had met Li Ji'an two years ago.

He had also personally seen Li Ji'an's identity, status, and connections.

He had been dreaming a dream in the past two years, if he could also cultivate in that kind of place, refine pills, cultivate, listen to the bold words of guests from all directions, watch the red sleeves of Chunfeng Tower beckon, without worrying about the clan being breached by the enemy, without having to risk his life in front for a few pills, without having to listen to anyone's orders, free and unrestrained... how good would that be!