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

Although Green Mountain was extraordinary and could not be compared to a dog, the Headmasters of the Literary Department had this feeling at this moment.

In front of the Literary Monument, it was the easiest to activate the righteousness for the first time. The further one went, the harder it became. It was as difficult as reaching the sky.

It might be impossible for An Le to obtain righteousness again.

The Heart Questioning Forest disappeared without a trace. Many reference Confucian scholars who were lost in it regained their clarity and stopped running around like headless flies.

They also saw the young man standing in front of the monument hut and stirring up the righteousness.

Many Confucian scholars on the Literary Music Ranking felt as if they had been struck by lightning. The pride in their hearts felt like it had been completely shattered.

Green Mountain Sword Drinks the Righteousness, Viewing the Age in the Literary Monument (3)