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

Perhaps the existence behind the Falling Flower Pavilion took a fancy to Ximen Qiuhua and was willing to support and nurture him because they saw his quality.

Although he was in the darkness, his heart was facing the sun.

An Le couldn't help but pick up the wine pot and take a sip of the old yellow wine. The wine diffused from the roof and he handed the wine pot to Ximen Qiuhua.

Ximen Qiuhua's eyes were bright as the pot poured out the wine into his mouth like a waterfall, flowing out from the corner of his mouth and soaking his clothes.

"Although it's not spirit wine, it's very…"

The two of them drank on the roof of the Falling Flower Pavilion and chatted freely.

Although the two of them had only met for the first time, they had become acquainted after a fight. They actually felt a little like they appreciated each other.

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