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

Wang Qinhe was going all out to save his reputation.

Qin Qianqiu smiled. Surprisingly, he didn't get angry. He just pushed the tea that he had brewed to Wang Qinhe.

"So, are you willing to accept it now?" Qin Qianqiu asked.

"I'm convinced." Wang Qinhe shrugged. His answer was beyond Qin Qianqiu's expectations.

"That kid's talent is indeed monstrous enough. He must have been the one who provoked the Martial Temple's Martial Chief Stone that day. This child has obtained a top-notch Martial Scripture and made up for the flaw in Body Tempering. He will only become harder and harder to deal with." Wang Qinhe said seriously.

"These people who relied on their talent to obtain the Little Sacred Token… are indeed monsters. Your elder brother, Qin Hua'an, Ye Wenxi, and the Ninth Prince are all freaks! F*ck!"

The more Wang Qinhe spoke, the more agitated he became. There were so many freaks. Why couldn't it be him?

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