Chapter 924 Li Jing's Sword

Nezha felt very uncomfortable. The warm anger flashed through Li Jing's eyes reminded Nezha of those outsiders who pointed at him two years ago.

Nezha didn't care about the eyes of those people. Although that look made me feel uncomfortable, it couldn't affect or change myself.

Besides, even if everyone thinks that they are monsters and symbols of disasters, as long as their family recognizes them, Nezha doesn't care about these strange looks.

But now, in Daddy's eyes, Nezha saw a similar look.

It was a look of extreme anger, and even a little disappointment.

I have never seen such a look in my dad's eyes. Even if my dad was seriously injured, my dad never disappointed me. The other dad sometimes said that he was a rebellious son, but what he revealed in his eyes was appreciation and praise.

Nezha understood why all this was. At the moment he made a choice, he thought about what might happen next, but Nezha never thought that this feeling would be so uncomfortable!

Li Jing, who was in a state of rage, wanted to open Nezha's little head and see what the little bastard was thinking in his mind, but Li Jing was an adult after all, and he knew what he should do in this situation.

Taking a deep breath, Li Jing ignored Nezha, but turned his head to look at this person. Without his permission, the Taoist Taoist who walked in from outside the courtyard had an impeccable smile on his face: "This real person, you should be Taiyi Zhenren, right? My son is stupid in his qualifications, and I am afraid he will not be able to catch the eyes of fellow Taoists. Besides, my son has already worshipped fellow Taoists Qingshan as his teacher, so please come back."

Li Jing's attitude was very low because he didn't know what Nezha had said to the other party, but with Li Jing's experience, the first thing he thought of was how to reject the idea of ​​Taiyi Zhenren's admission of disciples.

Taiyi Zhenren is a disciple of a saint, and is also a second-generation disciple. As the other party, as long as he is a little concerned about his face, he will not commit the act of stealing other people's disciples.

So in Li Jing's opinion, although his words were a bit implicit, Taiyi Zhenren should be able to understand what he meant.

However, what Li Jing did not expect was that in the face of his implicit rejection, the other party waved his hand indifferently, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "That Ye Qingshan is just a demon cultivator, how can he compare with Taoist disciples like me? General Li, if Nezha follows me, it will be more convenient to walk in Chaoge in the future."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Li Jing's eyes. He didn't understand whether the other party really didn't know what he meant, or was pretending to be confused with him. But no matter what, Li Jing's attitude was very firm!

He stared at the other person, with seriousness flashing between his eyebrows: "My son Nezha is lazy, this Chentang Pass is enough for him to stay for the rest of his life. Besides, my Li Jing family is just a rural villager and is not worthy of being a disciple of a real person saint, so the real person should be invited back, don't force each other."

Li Jing said a lot, but for Taiyi Zhenren, this is all nonsense!

As a disciple of a saint, it is embarrassing to snatch the disciple from other people, but this involves the saint's plan and is related to the plan of the Western Zhou Dynasty. Not to mention that Nezha was originally a genius, even if he was a waste, he, Taiyi Zhenren, had to accept this disciple.

Not only because Nezha is a crucial part of the Western Zhou Dynasty’s plan, but also because Nezha’s previous life’s spiritual beads knew part of the entire plan, so no matter what, Taiyi Zhenren could not give up Nezha!

There was still a smile on his face. Taiyi Zhenren, the old Taoist who looked fairy-like, stared at Li Jing with his eyes with a serious look: "Fellow Daoist Li Jing, it's not that I'm trying to force each other, but you don't know that Nezha is the reincarnation of my disciple Lingzhuzi. It's logical that it should be my disciple, but it was forcibly taken away by Ye Qingshan. Fellow Daoist, have you heard that you know people and face but don't know your heart?"

Li Jing was stunned. He really didn't know this. He felt strange that Taiyi Zhenren, as a disciple of the saint, actually pursued his youngest son, but if it was the reincarnation of the other disciple, it could barely explain it.

But even so, Li Jing still looked at Nezha and saw Nezha nodding slightly. Li Jing subconsciously frowned, and a irritability rose in his heart.

This matter seems to be much more difficult than I imagined!

There are two choices in front of Li Jing. One is to let Nezha leave with Taiyi Zhenren, but Ye Qingshan is Nezha’s master after all. If he let Nezha leave like this, how can he explain to Ye Qingshan after Nezha’s master comes back?

The other is to keep Nezha, but the other party is a disciple of a saint after all. The price that he angered a saint is not something that Li Jing can afford.

Should I surrender or resist?

After a while, Li Jing felt a sense of decisiveness in his heart. He stared at the Taiyi Zhenren in front of him, and his face still had a neither humble nor arrogant smile, but there was a questioning tone in his words: "What is human heart? Forgive Li Jing to be stupid and unaware of it. Zhenren, since you keep saying that you are my son Nezha's master, why didn't Nezha see you when he was lost and troubled?"

Taiyi Zhenren frowned slightly. He didn't expect Li Jing to be so difficult. If he had been with his arrogant personality and the other party dared to talk to him in such an attitude, he would definitely let the other party know his ability, but today is different.

Taking a deep breath, Taiyi Zhenren explained patiently: "It's urgent, I'm... "

But Li Jing did not have the chance to explain to Taiyi Zhenren. He waved his hand and interrupted Taiyi Zhenren's words. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant and had a hint of toughness: "Live man, let's wait. I, Li Jing, only know that when my son was in the most difficult time, it was the fellow Taoist Qingshan who came to help."

Taking a deep breath, Li Jing looked at Nezha who was silent beside him, frowned slightly, shook his head slightly, and then continued, "Of course, I, Li Jing, are not a person who is unreasonable. Since fellow Taoist claims to be my son's master in his previous life, I want to take my son away. But if I don't see my son's current master, it would be inappropriate?"

Taiyi Zhenren was stunned, and there was a hint of gloom between his eyebrows. Although he showed contempt for Ye Qingshan in his previous words, if Taiyi Zhenren was so confident, it would be impossible for him to wait any longer.

Li Jing is very strong, probably comparable to himself.

I have seen Nezha’s strength, and it’s not difficult to defeat him.

And the demon cultivator named Ye Qingshan could easily beat Nezha, which shows that the other party is likely to have the ability to kill him in seconds.

A gentleman does not set up a dangerous wall. Taiyi Zhenren does not want to anger Ye Qingshan because of this incident. It is important to know that the other party is a demon cultivator. Once anger comes, the other party will not care whether you are a saint or not.

Therefore, Nezha’s affairs must be resolved now, and we must never wait until Ye Qingshan comes back!

Looking up at Li Jing, the gloom between his eyebrows gradually began to become rich. He sighed quietly: "There is a banquet in Kunlun Mountain recently. The master will call back some brothers to discuss the truth. If you neglect it, it may not be good."

Li Jing's heart trembled. He knew that the other party was using the saint to suppress him. This made Li Jing very angry, but he had no choice but to deal with it, "Oh? There is still such a thing?"

Taiyi Zhenren glanced at Li Jing. He knew that Li Jing was pretending to be confused at this moment, but so what?

Whether you understand or pretend to be confused, I am a disciple of a saint. When the banner is pulled, I see what you, Li Jing, will you do next?

Staring at Li Jing, a sarcasm flashed in Taiyi's eyes: "My teacher has only a few apprentices, although he is tall and arrogant, he will inevitably be a little deserted."

With a dry laugh, Li Jing felt very tricky, could only smile dryly and pretend to be confused: "Since that's the case, then the real person will go back to Kunlun and meet the saint first. You can wait until the matter comes to an end, and then come to my Chentang Pass to discuss the matter of my son Nezha."

Taiyi Zhenren took a step forward and looked at Li Jing with a cold expression, with threatening eyes: "Fellow Daoist Li Jing, do you really don't know what I mean?"

Li Jing lowered his head. The saint's banner was too heavy for Li Jing.

He almost couldn't breathe, but even so, Li Jing still had a hint of persistence in his eyes. He looked at Taiyi Zhenren, ignored the other party's threatening eyes, and said with a thorn in his mouth: "Real person, Li Jing is just a rural villager. How can he understand the real person's trick?"

Taiyi Zhenren sneered, no longer paid attention to Li Jing, and looked directly at Nezha beside him: "Lingzhuzi, come with me."

Nezha wanted to leave because he knew that if he continued to stay here, it would bring disaster to his family. However, before Nezha could take action, Li Jing waved his sleeves and stared at Taiyi Zhenren without fear: "The real person misreads. There are no spiritual beads here, only my son Nezha!"

A trace of struggle flashed in Nezha's eyes, and he looked at Li Jing with a complicated expression: "Dad, boy..."

"Rubber!" A ray of cold light flashed!

I don’t know when a long sword suddenly appeared in Li Jing’s hands.

Without giving Nezha a chance to speak, Li Jing waved his long sword and drifted a full moon in the air. He stared at his tiger's eyes and shouted: "Rebellious, kneel down!"

An invisible force directly enveloped Nezha. Nezha's face changed and he subconsciously wanted to resist, but this force was too special. Even if Nezha tried all his skills, he could only watch his hands and body kneel down uncontrollably, and catch the sword in a very shameful posture.

And Yi Jian subdued Nezha, Li Jing turned his head to look at Taiyi Zhenren. Although there was a smile on his face, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "Zhengren, I, my father's son, will you have any objection, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, with Li Jing as the center, there was murderous intent around him in an instant!

Feeling countless biting murderous intents covering me, the feeling was extremely real, as if the other party would kill me in the next second!

At this moment, Li Jing gave Zhen Yuanzi a feeling that was even more dangerous than what Nezha gave him before!!

He laughed dryly, his snow-white temples began to sweat coldly, and Taiyi Zhenren shook his head: "No."

Holding the sword in one hand and putting the other hand behind the waist, Li Jing had a "warm" smile on his face, as if he was as before, neither humble nor arrogant, and even some people and animals were harmless: "Real person, the cherry blossoms in his hometown are in bloom. You, it's time to go and see."

The murderous intent around him gradually began to restrain himself, but Taiyi Zhenren's body remained tense. He stared at Li Jing. Because of his nervousness, a layer of blood appeared in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, millions of thoughts appeared in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth: "Goodbye!"

"I'm not far away!"

After the words came to his voice, Li Jing frowned and finally sighed and took back the sword.

He had a feeling that this matter would probably not be like this.
Chapter completed!