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

"Back then, I was young and energetic. The young man's sword roamed the world. When I arrived at Jinguan City, I was attracted by this city that was purely made of swords. Therefore, I stopped in this city for 50 years."

Zhao Huangting's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

He had once been a playboy here. Now that his life was about to end, he stepped into this city again. For some reason, his heart felt calm. After going around in circles, this city still gave him the most peace.

An Le was actually a little surprised. He originally thought that a famous sect like the Sword Pool Palace should be on a dangerous mountain, but he did not expect it to directly fuse with an old city.

Walking on the limestone road that was moistened by the thin rain, An Le walked unhurriedly and felt the vicissitudes and aura of time contained in this ancient city.

Humans had spirits, cities had spirits, and everything in the world had traces and meanings unique to them.

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