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

In front of the jade monument archway outside the Sword Pool Palace.

The Jiangling Prince, who had changed into a Confucian robe and held an oil-paper umbrella, looked up in the drizzle. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the many swords that flashed past the sky above the Sword Pool Palace and the cultivator sitting on them. A solemn expression appeared on his face.

The drizzle landed on the umbrella, as if it contained a sharp sword qi that wanted to cut the umbrella open.

The Second Prince and the old Daoist from the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan, followed beside him. The three of them walked together and listened to the three chimes that sounded like a whale's low cry.

"Did someone ring the Sword Bell?"

Second Prince Zhao Pei asked in confusion, "Could it be that An Le, who equipped Green Mountain, entered the Sword Pool Palace and rang the Sword Bell only three times?"

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