Chapter 1,089: Laying a big net

In the lobby, Han Ling looked at Nie Tian. After more than ten seconds, his stiff face showed some expression, but it was still incredible.

Suddenly, he looked at Li Ye, as if to confirm with the latter, was this not a joke?

"He is my teacher, your master, the former No. 1 God of War in the Heaven, Nie Tian!" Li Ye nodded heavily and gave Han Ling the most affirmative answer.

Han Ling was still stunned, looking at Nie Tian hard, as if trying to find a trace of evidence.

Nie Tian smiled faintly and said: "When you were a child, you came to the Temple of the God of War and stole a ninth-level elixir. I used the sword to help you dissolve the powerful medicinal power of the elixir."

Hearing Nie Tian's words, Han Ling was stunned, and then his pupils suddenly widened. He remembered this very clearly. Only he and Nie Tian knew about it, and even his father Han Fei didn't know.

"Master!" Finally, Han Ling reacted and believed that the person in front of him was Nie Tian. He knelt on the ground and was very excited.

Nie Tian stepped forward, helped him up, and said with a smile: "I'm really happy to see that you are okay."

Facing a hundred pairs of disciples, Nie Tian was really a little uncomfortable.

After a while, the three of them calmed down.

Han Ling told everything again.

It turned out that he was rescued by the Wuji Sword Saint Mo Qianjun, and later Mo Qianjun kept him by his side and accepted him as a disciple. At that time, Li Ye was also rescued by Mo Qianjun, but later Mo Qianjun sent Li Ye to the Xumi World.

When Li Ye left, Han Ling was already fourteen or fifteen years old, so he remembered Li Ye's appearance and recognized Li Ye at a glance.

"Are you Mo Qianjun's disciple?" Nie Tian was slightly stunned. This was something he didn't expect. Then he laughed and said, "Don't call me Master in the future. Call me Mr. or Adult."

Since Han Ling is already Mo Qianjun's disciple, if he still calls Nie Tian Master, it would be too much of Mo Qianjun's advantage.

Han Ling thought about it, of course he understood what Nie Tian meant, and nodded slightly.

"Han Ling, since you are Brother Mo's disciple, is the young master in yellow who came with you also Brother Mo's disciple?" Nie Tian suddenly remembered that Han Ling had called the young man in yellow his junior brother before, and couldn't help asking.

"Well, his name is Pu Feifan, and he is the teacher's last disciple." Han Ling nodded and said, "The little junior brother has a very high talent in swordsmanship and is the teacher's most beloved disciple. But he is too young and arrogant. This time he came to Xumi World with me, and the teacher wanted to sharpen his spirit."

Nie Tian nodded approvingly and said, "At the age of twelve, he has the strength of the first level of heaven and man, and the realm of sword power. This talent is indeed very high. Mo Qianjun has accepted a good disciple. But at such a young age, it is a good thing to have sharpness, why bother to polish it."

If Nie Tian was Pu Feifan's teacher, he would definitely not polish the latter's sharpness too early, and let him run wild for a few years first. It is best to sharpen the character after the age of fifteen.

However, Mo Qianjun is a steady person, and his teaching methods are different, so he will polish Pu Feifan's character in advance.

If it were Jiuqiansheng, this guy would be impatient and would not only not sharpen Pu Feifan, but would also encourage him, the more crazy the better.

Nie Tian, ​​Mo Qianjun, Jiuqiansheng, all three are top sword masters, but they have different personalities, so the way they teach is also different. There is no good or bad, at most it is just whether it is suitable.

Since Pu Feifan is Mo Qianjun's disciple, Nie Tian certainly won't ask more.

"The heavy sword boy just now is also very good. If he is in the heaven, he must be much better than Junior Brother Pu." Han Ling nodded and said, obviously referring to Duanmu Lu.

Nie Tian smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Pu Feifan has a high talent in swordsmanship, but Duanmu Lu is not bad either. It's just that because he was born in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, his current strength is relatively weak.

If Duanmu Lu was born in the Heavenly Realm, his strength at this time is very likely to be the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and his swordsmanship realm is definitely not just the sword force.

"Han Ling, you came here suddenly, did Lord Mo ask you to come?" At this time, Li Ye suddenly asked.

In the heaven, Mo Qianjun was the only one who knew that Li Ye was in the Holy Light Domain of Xumi World.

"Ah!" Han Ling reacted and couldn't help but screamed. He immediately took out a letter and handed it to Li Ye, saying: "The teacher asked me to come to you and give you this letter."

Li Ye took the letter, opened it directly, took a look, and handed it to Nie Tian. After reading the letter, the latter couldn't help but raise a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Nie, what does the teacher say in your heart?" Han Ling saw Nie Tian's reaction and couldn't help asking.

Nie Tian handed the letter to Han Ling, but said to himself: "It seems that the news that I am still alive has spread, and everyone who should know knows it."

Mo Qianjun's letter was written to Li Ye, saying in his heart that he already knew that Nie Tian was not dead, and he was in Xumi World, so Li Ye must find Nie Tian.

Since Mo Qianjun knew that Nie Tian was not dead, then others must know it.

Although Nie Tian didn't know the identities of the heavenly killers who appeared before, he was basically sure that they must have been sent by Luo Chenhun.

Mo Qianjun also said in the letter that if Nie Tian is found, he should not return to the Heaven Realm for the time being, because Luo Chenhun is ready to target him.

"It's this Luo Chenhun again! How did he know that Mr. Nie is still alive?" Han Ling couldn't help but lower his eyes after reading the letter, and his eyes released terrible anger.

His father Han Fei is still imprisoned in Tianya Purgatory by Luo Chenhun, and he hates Luo Chenhun to the bone.

But his strength is too weak, and he can't rescue Han Fei at all.

"Teacher, what do you want to do?" Li Ye paused and looked at Nie Tian.

"What else can I do?" Nie Tian smiled faintly, with a cold smile on his lips, and said: "Since Luo Chenhun has laid out a big net waiting for me, if I don't go, wouldn't it be a waste of his efforts? Hard work. I must go back to the Heavenly Realm, and I will go back soon!"

Luo Chenwen's methods were cruel and vicious, but Nie Tian was not the kind of person who was afraid of death. He had not yet avenged his great revenge. If he was scared back by Luo Chenwen's gesture, then what revenge would he have?

Li Ye nodded heavily. He had known for a long time that Nie Tian would never stop going to the Celestial Realm just because of Mo Qianjun's reminder. This was not in line with Nie Tian's character.

"Han Ling, don't worry. I will definitely rescue your father." Nie Tian looked at Han Ling and said solemnly.

Han Ling nodded solemnly, with huge anger suppressed in his expression. Every day, when he thought of his father suffering in Tianya Purgatory, the heartache felt unbearable.

He once asked Mo Qianjun why he didn't do it even though the latter clearly had the ability to rescue Han Fei.

Mo Qianjun always told him solemnly that what happened to Nie Tian back then was not as simple as it seemed.

"By the way, Uncle Eight." At this moment, Han Ling suddenly thought of something, and a red token appeared in his hand. He handed it to Li Ye and said, "The teacher asked me to hand this token to you. After you see it, Then you will understand.”

"Red Flame Token!" Looking at the token in Han Ling's hand, Nie Tian and Li Ye lost their voices at the same time.