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Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

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." ...... 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.

Li Hongtian · Oriental
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260 Chs

Commotion Starts at the Martial Chief Stone, Drenched Robe at the Edge of the Cliff

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

The green bay cicadas were no match for the crows. There were a few spots on the distant mountain where there was a hint of sunset.

In the spring, shadows were chaotic, and immortals across the stream gazed at the peach blossoms.

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As the Spring Quarter Examination approached, the spring color of Lin'an Prefecture became more and more pleasant.

An Le was dressed in green and had the Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword at his waist. He followed Ye Chong out of the Lin Residence and boarded the luxurious carriage that had been prepared long ago.

The wheels rolled and rustled all the way out of the Lin'an Prefecture's district. The rivers and mountains were dyed by the spring intent, giving off a different feeling.

Ye Wenxi, Ye Yinping, Lin Zhuifeng, and Ninth Sister Lin, who had wanted to sketch the painting but had been forced to come, sat in the carriage behind.

The two luxurious carriages headed towards the Martial Temple.