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

His mental power was ink, and his sword qi was a brush. He painted in the vast white world.

An Le's mind followed the sword qi and began to draw.

His mental power was like ink as the painting appeared.

A black cloud suddenly attacked between heaven and earth.

Li You'an, who was standing beside the pine tree on Pine Helping Mountain, suddenly raised his head. His powerful mental power bloomed between his eyebrows, and endless starlight surged. The Thousand Degrees Sword appeared around him at high speed.

"Future Sword Qi, peeking into the future, messing up the heavenly secrets…"

"The weather changes because of it! The mountains and rivers are in chaos because of it!"

Li You'an took a deep breath, his Confucian shirt puffed up, and his eyes lit up.

His gaze suddenly turned and landed on the white-robed young man sitting cross-legged in front of the cliff.

Grasping Green Mountain and the Sword Qi, Emperor Yuan Meng Wants to Point the Bow at the Sacred Teacher (2)