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 drizzle was light, and it was the beginning of the plum rain season. The air was filled with the fragrance of unripe plums.

The scenery of Jinguan City was beautiful, and it was not inferior to the Jiangling Prefecture. Coupled with the special status of the Sword Pool Palace in this city, the Jiangling Prince had also bought an estate in this city.

There were carved beams, painted buildings, fake mountains, Water Pavilion, winding corridors, and other luxurious decorations. In an extravagant courtyard, a pavilion stood quietly in the center of the small pool, and water sparkled when one looked up.

There were three people sitting quietly in the pavilion. It was the Jiangling Prince in a Confucian robe, the Second Prince Zhao Pei with a crack in the golden mark between his eyebrows, and the Daoist-robed Venerable of the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan.

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