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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 · Huyền huyễn
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Today, I'll Show Everyone My Anger (1)

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

In the three months of spring, there were ninety days of rain.

A spring rain fell after the clouds, giving the entire West Lake a scenery that was very different from the sunny day.

At this moment, the spring rain that filled the sky seemed to have stopped for a moment.

Many people looked at the West Lake and the endless white jade dike that stretched to the side. It could be seen that on the long dike, a white aura rushed up like a strong white python. It vaguely had the posture of a dragon and roared at the human world.

However, what was even more shocking and dazzling was the extremely dazzling red color on the white dike.

Many scholars' faces turned pale. They looked at Master An, who had cut off the monk's head in the navy blue monk robe, in fear. He stepped on a black sword and soared into the sky, like a peerless Sword Immortal rising into the sky!