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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 · 玄幻
分數不夠
260 Chs

Shedding Mortality Condenses Sword Furnace, Madam Doesn't Want the Young Man to Lose His Aspirations

編輯: Atlas Studios

Tonight, the dark blue sky was filled with starlight, like beans scattered by immortals. They were densely packed but chaotic. Some were bright, some were dark. The stars on this side were sparse, and a dazzling galaxy gathered in the sky.

An Le stood in the courtyard. The manic wind seemed to be mixed with a few sharp sword intents that kept surging and blowing. The Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword that were stabbed into the old locust tree were trembling violently, causing leaves to fall from the old locust tree.

In the Niwan Palace, a Sword Pool was boiling.

Countless sword qi collided with a clang. A corporeal sword was hanging in the Sword Pool. The sword was trembling slightly, causing the Sword Pool to tremble as well.