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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

Girl Takes 27 Lives, A Painting Shocks Half of Lin'an

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

A wisp of golden incense pillar curled up and burned. The smoke and fire gathered into a painting, recalling the glorious years of the past.

Like a stone thrown into a mirror lake, the scene fluctuated.

An Le was a little curious about what kind of past this wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi could see and what kind of Age Dao Fruit it could gather.

Under the spring rain in the mountains, the young girl who stood quietly behind him with an umbrella and followed him to the 300th step of Green Mountain, Ye Wenxi of the Ye family… It was rumored that she was also the owner of the Little Sacred Token and a competitor for An Le.

Therefore, he was curious.

It was reasonable to take advantage of competitors to strengthen himself.

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The evening clouds were thick, and white snow flew from the sky.

It was cold and sinister.