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

"I, Zhao Huangting, have lived a long life. The older I got, the more my ambition was worn down. I'm cooped up in Lin'an, thinking of my past glory and feeling smug, but I didn't know that I could no longer feel heroic qi in my heart, nor could I feel pleasure anymore."

"Green Mountain was covered in dust because of me, but I didn't know it."

An extremely complicated expression flowed in the old man's eyes.

He had never thought that there would be a day when Sword Green Mountain would cheer so happily and let out such a high-pitched sword cry.

500 years ago, in the battle of the south migration, he rose with Green Mountain and fought the Yuan Emperor with three strikes.

At that time, Green Mountain was so excited that the sword roared like a dragon.

That was the only time he had seen it.

It was the closest he had been to Green Mountain.

After that, it never happened again.

Karma Is All About Fate, One Punch, One Sword, Youth Travel (3)