Chapter 1089 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, this is 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 incident 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 smiled, "I'm really happy to see you're 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 saved 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 saved 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, "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 spirit too early, and let him run wild for a few years first. It is best to sharpen the mind 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 Jiu Qiansheng, this guy is a person with a hot temper. Not only will he not polish Pu Feifan, but he will also encourage him, the more crazy the better.

Nie Tian, ​​Mo Qianjun, Jiu Qiansheng, the three are all top sword masters, but the three have different personalities, so the teaching methods are 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 will certainly not 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 Heaven Realm, his strength at this time is very likely to be at the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and his sword realm is definitely not limited to sword power.

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

In the Heaven Realm, Mo Qianjun is the only one who knows that Li Ye is in the Holy Light Realm of Xumi World.

"Ah!" Han Ling reacted and couldn't help but screamed, then took out a letter and handed it to Li Ye, saying: "The teacher asked me to come to you and let me 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 couldn't help asking when he saw Nie Tian's reaction.

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. He said in his heart that he already knew that Nie Tian was not dead, and he was in the Xumi World, so Li Ye must find Nie Tian.

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

Although Nie Tian did not know the identities of the celestial assassins 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 was found, he should not return to the celestial realm for the time being, because Luo Chenhun was ready to target him.

"It's this Luo Chenhun again! How did he know that Mr. Nie was 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 already spread a big net waiting for me, if I don't go, wouldn't it be a waste of his painstaking efforts. Heaven Realm, I must go back, and I will go back soon!"

Luo Chenhun's methods are cruel and vicious, but Nie Tian is not the kind of person who shrinks and fears death. His great revenge has not been avenged yet. If he is directly frightened by Luo Chenhun's posture and retreats, then what revenge can he take!

Li Ye nodded heavily. He knew long ago that Nie Tian would never not go to the Heaven Realm because of Mo Qianjun's reminder. This is 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, suppressing a huge anger in his expression. Every day, when he thought of his father suffering in Tianya Purgatory, the feeling of heartache was unbearable for him.

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

Mo Qianjun always told him solemnly that Nie Tian's affairs back then were not as simple as they seemed.

"By the way, Uncle Eight." At this time, 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 give this token to you, saying that you will understand after seeing it."

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