It's night.

Jiang Renbao sat on the edge of the ruins, staring at the huge crater blasted out by the power of thunder and lightning.

"I wonder what the young master is thinking?" the old cat sat next to him, turned his head to look at the young man, and he felt a depressed aura in the young man's body, and couldn't help but ask.

"What about the little fish?" Jiang Renbao didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Not awake yet...... replied the old cat.

"His body is not abnormal, why can't he sleep?" Jiang Renbao came back to his senses, stood up and patted the dust on his pants.

There was no discoloration on the old cat's face, but he stopped talking.

"Say it!" Jiang Renbao took out the three flying swords of the Taoist priest from the sword cultivation gourd and inserted them into the ground in front of him one by one.

"The old slave knows that the young master has great respect for the two masters...... But ......" Speaking of this, the old cat stopped, organized his language and continued: "However, the old slave always feels that the monk named Jueyuan is a little ...... Some ......"

The old cat didn't know how to express the weird feeling in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Renbao sat on the ground again, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers on the long sword in front of him.

Buzz –

It seems to be a mournful scream.

"Didn't the young master feel some subtle differences between the monks before and after? The two Taoist priests were obviously not good people, why did the monk save their lives in the end? And when they left in the end, since they already had eyebrows, why didn't they take them out and share them with the young master? Moreover, his junior brother, something was wrong......" The old cat's eyes flickered in the moonlight, and the speculation about the two monks in his heart was endless.

"Monks, don't speak...... Master Jueyuan...... Master Juekong...... , Maybe that person's strength is not something I can fight against!" Jiang Renbao has had an inexplicable respect for monks since he was a child because his mother believes in Buddhism, and when he heard the old cat say this, he naturally didn't want to believe that the two were bad people.

......

When the old cat saw that the young master had said this, he didn't say anything more.

"The strength is not strong enough!" Jiang Renbao sighed, flipped his fingers, and the long sword that he had flicked once just now rose to the ground with a thud.

The long sword had lost its emerald green brilliance, and under the control of Jiang Renbao's sword fingers, it flew into the sword cultivation glove.

Next, Jiang Renbao concocted the same method, flicked the other two swords respectively, and controlled them again, muttering in his mouth: "Why is there no gas filament at the hilt of the sword when I control it?"

"The old slave doesn't know!" the old cat shook his head.

......

"Because it's a heart sword, not an ordinary spirit sword!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind the two of them.

A man and a cat turned around at the same time and looked back, and at the same time, they were shocked that neither of them felt that the other person was behind them.

He's a master!

"The disciples of the Sun and Moon Holy Sect are all sword cultivators! Sword cultivation must cultivate the heart!So there is a heart sword!" The person who came was a gentle and handsome young man, quite like a fairy wind and bones, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Jiang Renbao suddenly had a feeling that the person in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

"I don't know what this gentleman is called?" Jiang Renbao asked, bowing his hand.

I saw the handsome young man smile slightly, and said slowly: "It's just a scholar, don't dare to be called a gentleman!"

"I always feel a little familiar with Mr., and it seems to be very similar to a person......" Jiang Renbao heard that the other party was a scholar, and he was full of books, so he couldn't help but feel close.

"Oh, I wonder who the little brother thinks I look like?" asked the handsome young man with a smile.

"It's a bit like my boss between his eyebrows!" Jiang Renbao scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I'll just say that, sir, don't care." I definitely didn't mean anything about it!"

"I think this is my fate with you!" The handsome young man smiled like a spring breeze, bowed slightly, stretched out his hand to point to the long sword controlled by Jiang Renbao, and asked, "I wonder if you can let Yun Mou take a look at this sword?"

When the old cat heard this, he couldn't help but blow up, and said: "How can you ask someone for something when you meet!"

Jiang Renbao originally felt that it didn't matter, but he didn't want the old cat to shout like this, so his heart was put down.

After all, the old cat is the most loyal to himself now, and he naturally can't slap the old cat in the face in front of outsiders.

That's not good......

Jiang Renbao himself thinks so.

Therefore, he smiled apologetically like a handsome young man, didn't say anything, and put the double sword into the sword raiser.

"I didn't expect that the little brother would have such a treasure as a sword cultivator at a young age! I think the Lingshi must be a supreme power, right?" The young man who claimed to be Yun Mou had a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and looked at Jiang Renbao with some envy.

Hehe!

Jiang Renbao scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

For a while, the atmosphere fell into an awkward situation.

"Young master, go back and see Xiaoyu!" Seeing this, the old cat hurriedly spoke.

"Oh!" Jiang Renbao reacted and said politely to the young man: "Brother Yun, I'll go back first!

With that, a man and a cat quickly left the ruins.

"Goodbye!" the young man looked at Jiang Renbao's back and added, and then muttered in his mouth, imperceptible: "Soon we will meet ......"

......

"Young master, you can have a snack!" the old cat still couldn't help but speak: "I have found out, you are completely immune-free to monks and scholars!"

Uh-

Jiang Renbao was speechless.

"Even I, a cat who rarely goes out of the mountains, know that walking in the world is more or less wary, why are you such a big person, and you don't even have this common sense?"

After speaking, he reacted and hurriedly apologized: "The old slave should die, the old slave should die, you shouldn't talk to the young master like this......"

Jiang Renbao turned his head to look at the old cat and said with a smile: "It's okay! I know you're doing it for my good! I remember! I'll be wary in the future!"

The two returned to the county commander's house in Qingyang Town, and without knocking on the door, they jumped directly over the courtyard wall and returned to the house.

Jiang Xiaoyu was still lying there and didn't wake up.

"No!" the old cat wondered.

"I'll go and see if there's a way!" Jiang Renbao finished speaking, and then used his divine thoughts to enter the inside of the Divine Sea's Burning Sun Soul Sword.

After easily climbing the ninety-nine steps, he successfully came to the platform where the Sword Immortal was located.

At this moment, a huge force suddenly appeared, causing his body to sink downward.

This time, Jiang Renbao already had experience, and his legs were tied up to support gravity.

I thought it would be easier, but I didn't expect that the feeling of being overweight this time would be the same as the last time I came.

"Huh...... Immortal...... Sister ......" Jiang Renbao hadn't finished speaking, and he didn't expect the gravity to increase again.

The next moment, the two legs were no longer able to support it, and he fell directly to the ground with a pop.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you can walk to the pavilion!" the figure of the Sword Immortal appeared in the pavilion out of thin air.