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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

Meeting Green Mountain in the Green Mountain, Wielding the Righteous Sword Qi With a Fearless Heart (1)

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

The Spring Quarter Examination ended and the lanterns were lit.

There were those who had performed outstandingly in the Imperial Examination and were in high spirits. There were also those who had performed abnormally. Their interest was waning and they had various postures like all living beings. They appeared in the brothel's pleasure boat, the Spring Pavilion.

Han Shi did not expect An Le, the famous painter in Lin'an who had won first place in this cultivation assessment, to bring him to such a small tavern to drink.

He originally thought that he would go to the number one restaurant in Lin'an like the Drunken Dragon Pavilion.

However, after drinking a bowl of old yellow wine, Han Shi completely let go and drank with An Le. The excitement and fervor in his heart were completely released.

The drinkers around the tavern were mortals. There were no cultivators.