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

"Besides, now that I'm carrying the anger of the heavens for helping Zhao Huangting, whoever obtains the Heart Sword will not gain longevity but a death warrant."

Li You'an nodded slightly. After cupping his fists at Attained Suzhu, he took a step forward. The wind and rain suddenly stopped and he arrived at the foot of the mountain.

On the foot of the mountain, Zhao Huangting and An Le, who had climbed up, sat on the wet limestone path covered in rain and peach blossoms.

"I wonder what Old Imperial Uncle plans to do next?"

Li You'an stood in front of the two of them and thought for a moment before sitting on the stone path.

The rain pattered down, but it was blocked by Li You'an's aura, as if there was an invisible umbrella covering the raindrops.

An Le clearly did not bring any wine out of Lin'an Prefecture.

A Cup of Wine From the Peach Blossom Spring Wind, Ten Thousand People Drawing Swords to Send Off the Imperial Uncle (2)