Li Hongtian

Just now, a female sword immortal flew past you on her sword, and you looked up. You caught a glimpse of the female sword immortal from a hundred years ago who slew a demon dragon in the Boundless Eastern Sea. She was at the pinnacle of her power in the mortal realm, and you felt something in your heart, condensing the essence of time into the technique of "Dragon Slayer."
Just now, an old beggar passed by you, and you glanced at him. You caught a glimpse of the old beggar from three hundred years ago who knocked on the tightly closed gates of heaven with his dog-beating stick, laughing at the immortals in the sky. You condensed the essence of time into the technique of "God Beater."
Just now, a scholar asked you for a sip of wine, and you squinted at him. You observed the scholar from five hundred years ago who studied the sword by lamplight at night, dressed in white. On the battlefield at the border, he decapitated countless members of the enemy race, his aura engulfing the vast land like a ferocious beast. You condensed the essence of time into the technique of "Enduring Spirit."
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An Le traveled through time to this chaotic world, where life was fragile and worthless.
Fortunately, An Le could see the past experiences of others, whether glorious, sorrowful, or helpless, and then condense them into the essence of time to make himself stronger.
As a young practitioner, he cultivated his spirit and accumulated the essence of time.
With a calm and peaceful heart, he quietly knocked on the door of cultivation, peacefully becoming a sage.

Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

The Ink Pool Sword in An Le's hand was taken from the Sixth Mountain. It was personally given to him by the Sixth Mountain Lord. Although its grade was not high, it made people not dare to underestimate it.

As for the other tattered bamboo sword that the youth had pinned to his waist, it was not so eye-catching. What threat could a tattered old bamboo sword pose?

Perhaps it was just an item that the old man in the family had cut for him when he was young and had extraordinary meaning. Therefore, it was worn by the young man. It was a symbol of the young man's dream of traveling the world with a sword.

Zhu Shan naturally did not know the origin of the bamboo sword. Even Qin Qianqiu and Wang Qinhe, who were in the carriage far away, had no impression of this broken bamboo sword.

They could not associate the broken bamboo sword at the young man's waist with the centuries-old sword of the legendary figure of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

We Are Both Nobodies, Like Mayflies in This World