Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Justnow,afemaleswordimmortalflewpastyouonhersword,andyoulookedup.YoucaughtaglimpseofthefemaleswordimmortalfromahundredyearsagowhoslewademondragonintheBoundlessEasternSea.Shewasatthepinnacleofherpowerinthemortalrealm,andyoufeltsomethinginyourheart,condensingtheessenceoftimeintothetechniqueof“DragonSlayer.”Justnow,anoldbeggarpassedbyyou,andyouglancedathim.Youcaughtaglimpseoftheoldbeggarfromthreehundredyearsagowhoknockedonthetightlyclosedgatesofheavenwithhisdog-beatingstick,laughingattheimmortalsinthesky.Youcondensedtheessenceoftimeintothetechniqueof“GodBeater.”Justnow,ascholaraskedyouforasipofwine,andyousquintedathim.Youobservedthescholarfromfivehundredyearsagowhostudiedtheswordbylamplightatnight,dressedinwhite.Onthebattlefieldattheborder,hedecapitatedcountlessmembersoftheenemyrace,hisauraengulfingthevastlandlikeaferociousbeast.Youcondensedtheessenceoftimeintothetechniqueof“EnduringSpirit.”……AnLetraveledthroughtimetothischaoticworld,wherelifewasfragileandworthless.Fortunately,AnLecouldseethepastexperiencesofothers,whetherglorious,sorrowful,orhelpless,andthencondensethemintotheessenceoftimetomakehimselfstronger.Asayoungpractitioner,hecultivatedhisspiritandaccumulatedtheessenceoftime.Withacalmandpeacefulheart,hequietlyknockedonthedoorofcultivation,peacefullybecomingasage.