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

The melodious sound of the bell gradually spread out, like the last sorrowful cry of a deep-sea whale about to face demise.

The bell rang 36 times, and the entire city was filled with swords!

In Jinguan City, the drizzling rain was as moist as a pastry, and it poured down densely and contaminated the swords that were drawn by an inexplicable aura and hung up one after another. Water flowed along the tip of the swords and converged to drip, as if the swords were crying.

All the commoners in the city, be it the peddlers, scholars, singers, prostitutes, or the cultivators in Jinguan City who rode their swords, looked at the phenomenon that shocked the entire city with extreme reverence.

Such a situation where the entire city was filled with swords had never happened in Jinguan City. Even the records in history did not exist.

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