In the main hall, Han Ling looked at Nie Tian. After a full ten seconds, his stiff face finally showed some expression, but it was still a look of disbelief.
Suddenly, he looked at Li Ye, as if to confirm that this was not a joke.
"He is my teacher, your grandmaster, the former number one War God of the Heaven Realm, Nie Tian!" Li Ye nodded heavily, giving Han Ling the most certain answer.
Han Ling was still stunned, and he stared hard at Nie Tian, as if looking for a trace of evidence.
Nie Tian smiled faintly and said, "When you came to the War God Temple when you were young, you secretly ate a ninth-grade spirit pill, and I used my sword intent to help you dissolve the powerful medicinal power of the spirit pill."
Hearing Nie Tian's words, Han Ling was stunned, and then his eyes suddenly widened. He remembered this very clearly, only he and Nie Tian knew, not even his father Han Fei.
"Grandmaster!" Finally, Han Ling reacted, and believed that the person in front of him was Nie Tian, and he knelt on the ground, extremely excited.
Nie Tian took a step forward, helped him up, and said with a smile, "I'm really happy to see that you're fine."
Facing a hundred pairs of grand-disciples, Nie Tian was really not used to it.
After a while, the three of them calmed down.
Han Ling told him everything that had happened.
It turned out that he was saved by the Limitless Sword Saint, Mo Qianjun, and then Mo Qianjun kept him by his side and took him in as a disciple. At that time, Li Ye was also saved by Mo Qianjun, but Mo Qianjun later sent Li Ye to the Sumeru World.
When Li Ye left, Han Ling was already 14 or 15 years old, so he remembered Li Ye's appearance and recognized him at a glance.
"You're Mo Qianjun's disciple?" Nie Tian was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this, and then he laughed and said, "Don't call me grandmaster in the future, call me mister or lord."
Since Han Ling was already Mo Qianjun's disciple, if he still called Nie Tian grandmaster, it would be taking advantage of Mo Qianjun.
Han Ling thought for a moment. Of course, he understood Nie Tian's meaning and nodded slightly.
"Han Ling, since you are Brother Mo's disciple, is the yellow-robed young master who came with you also a disciple of Brother Mo?" Nie Tian suddenly remembered that Han Ling had addressed the yellow-robed young man as' Junior Brother ', and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, his name is Pu Feifan, teacher's last disciple." Han Ling nodded and said, "Little Junior Brother's talent in Sword Dao is very high, and he's Master's favorite disciple. However, he was too young and arrogant. This time, he followed me to the Sumeru World because Master wants to sharpen his spirit. "
Nie Tian nodded approvingly and said, "To have the strength of the first level of Heaven Being Realm at the age of 12 and the sword momentum realm, this talent is indeed very high. Mo Qianjun had accepted a good disciple. But at such a young age, it's a good thing to have drive. There's no need to polish it. "
If Nie Tian was Pu Feifan's teacher, he definitely wouldn't polish the latter's drive too early. He would let him be arrogant for a few years first, and it was best to sharpen one's temperament after the age of 15.
However, Mo Qianjun was a steady person, and his method of teaching was different. Hence, he would polish Pu Feifan's temperament in advance.
If it were Jiu Qiansheng, this fellow was an impatient person. Not only would he not polish Pu Feifan, but he would also encourage the latter to be more arrogant, the better.
Nie Tian, Mo Qianjun, and Jiu Qiansheng were all experts at the peak of Sword Dao, but their personalities were different. Hence, their methods of teaching were also different. There was no good or bad, and the most important thing was whether they were suitable or not.
Since Pu Feifan was Mo Qianjun's disciple, Nie Tian naturally wouldn't ask too much.
"The young man with the heavy sword just now was also not bad. If he was in the Heaven Realm, he would definitely be much stronger 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's talent in Sword Dao was very high, but Duanmu Lu wasn't bad either. It was just that because he was born in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, his current strength was relatively weaker.
If Duanmu Lu was born in the Heaven Realm's God Domain, his current strength would most likely be in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and his Sword Dao realm would definitely not just be sword force.
"Han Ling, you suddenly came here. Did Lord Mo ask you to come?" At this moment, Li Ye suddenly asked.
In the Heaven Realm, Mo Qianjun was the only person who knew that Li Ye was in the Xumi World's Holy Light Region.
"Ah!" Han Ling reacted and couldn't help but exclaim. He immediately took out a letter and passed it to Li Ye, saying, "It was Teacher who asked me to look for you. He asked me to pass this letter to you."
Li Ye took the letter and directly opened it. After reading it, he passed it to Nie Tian. After the latter read the letter, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth into a bitter smile.
"Mister Nie, what did Teacher say?" Han Ling saw Nie Tian's reaction and couldn't help but ask.
Nie Tian passed the letter to Han Ling, but he muttered to himself, "It seems that the news that I'm still alive has already spread. Everyone who should know already knows."
Mo Qianjun's letter was written to Li Ye, saying in his heart that he already knew that Nie Tian was not dead and was in the Xumi World. He told Li Ye to find Nie Tian no matter what.
Since Mo Qianjun knew that Nie Tian was not dead, then the others definitely knew as well.
Although Nie Tian didn't know the identity of the Heaven Realm assassins that appeared previously, he was basically sure that they were definitely sent by Luo Chenhun.
Mo Qianjun also said in the letter that if he found Nie Tian, he should not return to the Heaven Realm's God Domain for the time being, because Luo Chenhun was already prepared to target him.
"This Luo Chenhun again! How does he know that Mister Nie is still alive? "After reading the letter, Han Ling couldn't help but look gloomy, his eyes releasing terrifying flames of anger.
His father, Han Fei, was still imprisoned by Luo Chenhun in the Horizon Purgatory, and he hated Luo Chenhun to the bone.
But his strength was too weak, and there was no way he could save Han Fei.
"Teacher, what do you want to do?" Li Ye paused and looked at Nie Tian.
"What else can I do?" Nie Tian smiled faintly, the corner of his mouth raised in a cold smile, and said, "Since Luo Chenhun has already spread out his net and is waiting for me, if I don't go, wouldn't it be a waste of his painstaking efforts? Heaven Realm's God Domain, I must go back, and I will go back immediately! "
Luo Chenhun's methods were cruel and vicious, but Nie Tian was not the kind of person who would cower in fear of death. He still hadn't gotten his revenge, and if he was scared off by Luo Chenhun's stance, then how could he get his revenge!
Li Ye nodded heavily. He already knew that Nie Tian would definitely not not go to the Heaven Realm's God Domain 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 save your father. "Nie Tian looked at Han Ling and said solemnly.
Han Ling nodded heavily, suppressing his huge anger. Every day, when he thought of his father suffering in the Horizon Purgatory, that kind of heartache was unbearable.
He once asked Mo Qianjun why the latter didn't save Han Fei when he clearly had the ability to.
Mo Qianjun solemnly told him every time that the matter with Nie Tian back then was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"That's right, Eighth Uncle." At this time, Han Ling suddenly thought of something. A crimson token appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Li Ye, saying, "Teacher asked me to give this token to you, saying that you will understand after seeing it."
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