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

Thunder rumbled from the ground as if the immortal behind the clouds was furious!

A phenomenon suddenly appeared, as if someone had changed his fate and snatched the creation of the world. Heaven was berating him and the world could not tolerate it!

An Le was dumbfounded. So this was a true great cultivator who dared to fight for life with the world and roar at the heavens!

The power of the seven-colored Heart Sword gathered. Zhao Huangting did not dare to be careless. He retracted his mental power and sat on the plateau of the Sixth Mountain. It was as if there was heavenly fire on his back. The space between his eyebrows split open, and a Primordial Spirit wrapped in sword qi like purple lightning leaped out.

The Heart Sword sword qi that received the Bodhisattva's descent devoured the Nirvana Fire that appeared behind him!

Under the clouds, a majestic wind blew.

It was spectacular and eye-catching.

Cultivating Nirvana and Going North to Ask the Yuan Emperor If He's Old (3)