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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 · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
260 Chs

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Madam Hua looked at the golden saber beside Eunuch Tong with clear eyes. It was unknown what she was thinking.

The Matriarch coughed gently. Her face was wrinkled, but she carried an unfathomable aura.

Li You'an stood quietly in a Confucian shirt. Although he was dressed like a scholar, he stood in the line of generals.

Martial Chief Di Cang's eyes were cold, and his hair was disheveled. The tattoos on his face seemed to come alive, and his entire body exuded a forbidding aura.

As all the officials arrived, the sun hung high in the sky.

Eunuch Tong finally used his mental power to control his voice to speak, causing his voice to spread majestically throughout the Imperial City.

"The Hall Examination has begun. Scholars of List A and List B, please enter the hall."

The words wrapped in mental power rumbled and shook.

An ancient and melodious bell sounded in the Imperial City at the same time.

At the Heavenly Profound Gate.