I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

On the other side of the No. 9 fighting arena, the battle between the old man and Wang Tiankui was quickly decided.

Wang Tiankui won the battle with the help of a high-level magical flying sword, but it also consumed a lot of spiritual power and he was seriously injured.

The old man who fought against him also lacked spiritual power and had a low-level magic weapon. He lost the fight and left with regret due to injuries.

When Xuan Kun was fighting with the old man who had reached the perfection of Qi training, he occasionally glanced at the battle of Wang Tiankui and saw that their strength and coordination in the fight were pretty good.

If it weren't for Xuan Kun, Wang Tiankui might really have been the winner of the No. 9 Arena.

Wang Tianhuai on the other side saw that Xuan Kun finished the battle faster than him and did not suffer any injuries. He immediately knew that he was probably going to lose this battle.

Wang Tiankui also respected his opponent and fought the old man with all his strength, which hurt himself. Otherwise, he could have avoided it.

But Wang Tiankui is such a person. He enjoys fighting and gains insights from fighting. This is what makes Wang Tiankui stronger.

"Wang Tianli, since I'm already injured, and the injury is serious, I can let you win this time, but can you promise me that you will fight me again after I recover from my injury?"

Wang Tianhuai looked at Xuan Kun and said, he was not a fool. Since he was already injured and had no hope of winning, he would fight again after he recovered.

Looking at the young man, Xuan Kun sneered and said, "Why should I agree to you? If we fight, you will lose. Give me a reason to agree to you."

"I long to become stronger, to fight against the strong on equal terms. Is this an acceptable reason?"

Wang Tianhuai looked directly at Xuan Kun and said.

"Okay, I promise you." Looking at the young man's eyes, Xuan Kun suddenly agreed to him.

Xuan Kun's intuition based on four hundred years of experience made him feel that this young man was very extraordinary, but since there was a cultivator in the late Jindan stage beside him, Xuan Kun did not dare to scan him casually with his spiritual sense.

After all, the other party definitely cannot discover me, but it is very likely that they can sense my spiritual consciousness.

Seeing Xuan Kun agreed, Wang Tianhuai jumped directly off the fighting arena, and Xuan Kun became the final winner.

Glancing at other battlefields.

Number eight Wang Tianmei has also won. This little girl is from the Wang family's patriarchal lineage and is the only one with a natural spiritual root in the Wang family. She is definitely not a rookie.

You can say she is willful, but you certainly can't say she is bad.

Feeling Xuan Kun's gaze, Wang Tianmei looked over here and found that Xuan Kun had also advanced.

"I didn't expect that, Wang Tianli, you have the strength to advance. Could it be that you just happened to encounter a weak group?"

Wang Tianmei's cold voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

"Oh, it seems that your group is not that strong." Xuan Kun also retorted.

When Wang Tianmei saw Xuan Kun say this, she thought that he was just saying that their group was also a weak group.

"Don't let me touch you, or I'll make it hard for you."

Wang Tianmei said angrily, her beautiful face twisted with anger.

Xuan Kun no longer paid any attention to her. His feelings towards Wang Tianmei were like those of an adult towards a child.

Soon, the winners of all the major competition arenas were decided.

What Xuan Kun didn't expect was that Wang Tianming from the No. 10 fighting arena actually won.

"Wang Tianli, I didn't expect you to advance. Don't run into me in the duel later."

Wang Tianming said proudly.

Xuan Kun ignored this person.

Seeing this, Wang Tianming's face twisted and he lowered his head.

I thought to myself, "Wang Tianli, you will pay the price for your negligence, and then I will definitely destroy you."

The patriarch on the high platform looked at the winners below and announced,

"Today's competition is over. The top ten are here. Rest for the night and prepare for the final tomorrow."

As the family's top leaders left, the people watching below also left one after another.

"Xiao Ming, come with me for a walk," Lu Ling said. Wang Yiming agreed.

Then Wang Yiming followed the Green Spirit Fairy and left.

Green Spirit suddenly said, "The woman on the eighth field just now must be your family's wood attribute spiritual root, right?"

The cold voice entered Wang Yiming's ears, and he quickly replied, "Yes, Master, she is the spiritual root of my Wang family."

"Well, not bad, judging by his talent, it's not a wasted trip."

Green Spirit's cold voice carried a hint of joy.

As a Green Spirit Fairy in the late Jindan stage, she had no idea about the Heavenly Spiritual Root.

Before forming a pill, they can only be considered as ants with better talents.

But Wang Tianmei, like Green Spirit Fairy, both have wood-attributed spiritual roots, and she is also the descendant of his earlier disciples, so naturally he had the intention of accepting a disciple.

"Xiao Ming, I still remember how old you were when I was in the early stage of Jindan and accepted you as my disciple. Now, in the blink of an eye, you are already the ancestor of the family."

Green Spirit's cold voice became sentimental again, as if lamenting the passage of time. He himself had not changed, but his apprentice was nearing the end of his life.

Wang Yiming was also stunned in the spot, and then he followed up, "Master is right. I was only in my early twenties at that time. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed, and I have grown from a teenager to an old man. Master is still the same as when I first became his disciple. He has not changed at all."

The green spirit walking in front suddenly stopped and looked at Wang Yiming.

"Your senior sister has passed away without any hope of achieving Dan, but do you still have the confidence to make an attempt?"

Lu Ling's cold voice revealed a hint of expectation, as if he wanted Wang Yiming to say that he was confident of achieving Dan. After all, they had been his apprentice for more than a hundred years.

When Wang Yiming heard what his master said, he suddenly looked up and looked at his master with shocked eyes.

"Master, is Senior Sister really gone?"

Lu Ling nodded. Seeing his master nodded in agreement, Wang Yiming suddenly felt a pain in his heart, but he still responded to his master's question.

"Master, I'm not sure either, but after you leave, I plan to go into seclusion and try to break through the Jindan barrier."

Hearing this answer, Lu Ling sighed, turned around, turned into a green light and disappeared into the distance. The cold voice then reached Wang Yiming's ears.

"After the competition is over tomorrow, I will return to the sect. If you need anything, just tell me. Your senior sister has never married in her life, and she asked me to bring this to you."

A emerald green jade pendant fell from the sky.

Wang Yiming said nothing, took the jade pendant, and looked at the two small words engraved on it.

Feeling something sliding down his face, Wang Yiming raised his hand and touched it, and it turned out to be tears.

I haven't shed tears in many years since I achieved the foundation.

After wiping the tears from his face, a figure appeared hazily in front of him. Although it was hazy, Wang Yiming recognized that this was his senior sister.

She was still the same as when they first met, meeting him at the most beautiful age.

It's as if saying, "You must be the master's new junior apprentice, and I will be your senior sister from now on."

Wang Yiming rushed forward, wanting to hug his senior sister, but he got nothing.

Wang Yiming hugged himself with his arms, but this time he burst into tears.

Recalling every little detail of my time with my senior sister, I said to my best senior sister,

"Sister, wait for me, I will come to accompany you soon"