The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The fingers pointing at Qin Xuan were trembling:

"You, are you the master of martial arts?"

Daoist Ran Deng, as the deputy leader of Chanjiao, is not just a figure like the Twelve Golden Immortals.

He was a congenital soul at the beginning of the Great Desolation. Together with Sanqing, Fuxi Nuwa and others, he was the three thousand seekers of Taoism in the Zixiao Palace, and he had existed in the Great Desolation for a long time.

At the beginning of the Zixiao Palace, as the three thousand Taoist seekers, the powerful people saw the heroic appearance of the master of the martial arts. Later, the master of the martial arts founded the martial arts, and the deeds of the human race against the heavens and the demon ancestor Luohu were also like thunder.

What Ran Deng Daoist did not expect was that the Master of Martial Dao, who had disappeared for many years, was actually met by himself on this occasion.

In the final battle between the human and demon races, the master of martial arts appeared in front of all living beings with a supreme attitude, at the same time fighting against the heavenly way and the demon ancestor Rahu, and helping the human race to win the war that was impossible to win, still burning the lights. Daoist's mind clearly emerged.

The phrase "I am Emperor Xuantian" has made Daoist Ran Deng feel that the figure is too majestic and unattainable.

Under the surprised gazes of Nezha and Li Jing, Daoist Ran Deng, who was the vice sect master of Chan Sect, knelt down towards Qin Xuan without hesitation, his expression full of admiration.

"Get up, it's just a false name in the past."

Qin Xuan acquiesced to his identity, and Daoist Ran Deng did not dare to have any gestures of overstepping after confirming that the person in front of him was the Master of Martial Dao who once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Dao of Heaven.

"I didn't expect to meet an adult here, please forgive my disrespect just now."

He just turned his hand to suppress Nezha, and he was an understatement. He never thought that he would face Qin Xuan respectfully like a junior at this time. Even Nezha and Li Jing were a little confused.

Even Nezha only knew that his eldest brother was quite powerful, but he didn't know what the names of the Master of Martial Dao and Emperor Xuantian represented.

Seeing that his uncle was so respectful to Qin Xuan, he realized that his brother Qin might be an amazing person.

"Nezha's father and son, let this emperor solve it."

"Of course."

Emperor Xuan Tian went out in person, and Daoist Burning Lamp was naturally full of promises, and he took the Linglong Golden Pagoda and stood aside.

When Li Jing saw that the Daoist Burning Deng, who had just helped him, was hanging on to himself, and that Qin Xuan was also brought by Nezha, his face suddenly became sad.

"Brother, you are the master of Nezha, I must kill him today."

Seeing that Qin Xuan was going to support himself, Nezha immediately grabbed the flaming spear and wanted to continue attacking Li Jing, but he saw Qin Xuan stretch out a palm as white as jade, pinching his five fingers, directly grasping the fate of Nezha the back of the neck.

Nezha's petite body was directly lifted by Qin Xuan, and he could only scream and thrash in the air, but his Jinxian strength was simply not enough in Qin Xuan's eyes.

"Stop pretending, with your mid-stage Jinxian cultivation and Hot Wheels, that speed can kill your father instantly in the general's mansion. After so long, you think this emperor doesn't know what you're thinking?"

Qin Xuan glanced at Nezha and said, Nezha who was caught in mid-air slumped, and Li Jing next to him also looked at Nezha in surprise.

"I don't have the heart to kill your father. I should have vented after chasing it for so long, right?"

"You two father and son are the same tough mouth."

Seeing that Nezha lowered his head 563 times, Qin Xuan then released Nezha from the air.

Li Jing, who heard what happened from Qin Xuan's mouth, choked a few times, then looked at Nezha who was hiding beside Qin Xuan, and called out in a hoarse voice:

"Nezha..."

"Don't call me."

Nezha turned his head away, although Qin Xuan revealed his heart, he was still reluctant to admit the father in front of him.

Everything that happened in the past made Nezha reluctant to face Li Jing.

"Your child is the reincarnation of a congenital soul, carrying the luck of the mighty one, and being treated as a demon by you is really unfair. If it weren't for this prejudice, there would be no such catastrophe between your father and son."

"Nezha has already died once, but he was successfully resurrected after suffering. His body is no longer there. As a father, are you still not willing to admit your mistakes first?"

Looking at Li Jing, Qin Xuan asked.

Seeing that Nezha, who was still a child around Qin Xuan, was already revived by relying on the body of the lotus, Li Jing recalled his previous actions, and finally sighed and stretched out towards Nezha tremblingly. Get out.

Nezha wanted to hide, but was gently pushed by Qin Xuan, making Li Jing grab Nezha's arm in his hand, and Li Jing felt another pain in his heart.

Since Nezha was born, this is the first time he has met Nezha. ."

Chapter seven hundred and sixty-one father and son smile

Seeing Nezha who hadn't reached his waist yet, Li Jing was full of guilt, so he knelt down directly towards Nezha. Looking at Nezha, who was already full of tears and covered in layers of water mist, Li Jing reached out his hand to replace him. Nezha wiped away his tears.

"My child, it's your father's fault. Your father shouldn't keep blaming you."

"After you slaughtered yourself, I knew it was my fault. I shouldn't believe you, and I didn't even protect you. My father was very happy when I knew that you were still alive, but I was just worried that you helped Xiqi, which might lead to Misfortune, this will be cold-eyed when you come back, I hope you leave quickly."

When the Four Seas Monster Clan besieged Chentangguan, Nezha eviscerates his bones to return his father and his flesh to return to his mother. After apologizing with death, Li Jing learned the truth from the mouths of the people and regretted that he had misunderstood his children.

Although he has always hated Nezha, how could he be so cold-blooded and ruthless?

After Zhang Guifang was defeated by Xiqi and a young general named Nezha was added to Xiqi, Li Jing was both happy and sad.

I am happy that my child is still alive, but I am sad that he is a minister of the Shang Dynasty, but his children are helping Xiqi to resist the Shang Dynasty.

Both father and son are hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

Although there was a deeper misunderstanding, they were still close relatives whose blood was thicker than water. After the real hearts of each other were exposed, they finally released their suspicions and embraced each other.

Nezha, who was infinitely wronged in his heart, was still a child. In the face of Li Jing's guilt, he finally untied the knot in his heart. He gently released the fire-pointed gun in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

Qin Xuan stood calmly beside them with his hands on his back, with a faint smile on his face.