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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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Editor: Atlas Studios

The grass was completely wet from the drizzle, and the flowers were about to sway in the cold spring breeze.

The evening clouds were thick, and the spring rain that was as thin as an ox's fur was a little cold. It swayed down from the sky and sprinkled on the mortal world.

Before the branches that passed through the wind willows could land, they were torn to pieces by the powerful and intertwined minds, causing the mist to explode.

Outside the Lake Gazing Building.

With the appearance of the plain-clothed old man, the atmosphere instantly fell into a little anxious.

As soon as the old man appeared, he suppressed the mental power of many civil officials. He was like an extremely sharp sword that cut through the diffuse mental power.