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 wind on the shore is clear, and the clouds in the water tower are bright and clear.

On the shore of the West Lake, the willow trees were green. The spring breeze blew, lifting the Confucian shirt and white clothes of the stroller.

An Le and First Headmaster strolled along the embankment of West Lake, admiring the scenery of West Lake in the spring morning light. It was very comfortable and natural.

Flower boats dotted the lake, and there were countless scholars on the embankment, waiting for Fairy Yun Rou to appear on the flower boat.

An Le did not come to West Lake to see Fairy Yun Rou, but to find a quiet place to chat with First Headmaster.

However, An Le had underestimated his popularity. Along the way, many scholars would bow and greet him as "Master An."

Their tone was filled with respect, and their eyes were filled with admiration.

I... Can Be a Legend Myself! (1)