Jiang Renbao and Jiang Xiaoyu sat on the ground and guarded Qing Yuran's side.

A full hour passed, and Qing Yuran's body began to undergo some subtle changes.

I saw Qing Yuran's lying body slowly floating, and stopped when it was four or five centimeters away from the ground. The next moment, from his head, a pale green aura slowly appeared, then a fiery red aura, then a wheat gold aura, and finally a white aura, four auras one ring after another.

Immediately afterwards, the aura encircled Qing Yuran's body, slowly moving from the top of his head to his feet, when passing through the shoulders and the root of his thighs, the aura would pause for a while, and then split into two, two into one, until the four halos stayed on his wrists and ankles respectively, and then stopped.

There are four seasons in the sky, and man has limbs.

The scabbard held tightly in Qing Yuran's hand suddenly flew out with four sword lights, and the four sword lights were part of the same one after another, instantly shrinking, and burrowing into the aura.

The aura was rhythmic, and Qing Yuran's body was beating at the same time.

Wow!

Jiang Xiaoyu was already stunned by what was happening in front of him, his small mouth was open and round, and his eyes were open...... It's still small.

Jiang Renbao is no exception, but he is much calmer than the younger brother next to him.

Is this the Sigu Sword?

The vitality of spring, the heat of summer, the harvest of autumn, and the silence of winter.

Magical Sword, Magical Man......

Jiang Renbao suddenly had some expectations for what kind of shock it would bring to people when the real Sigu Sword Array exerted its strength.

When the four auras met together again, they had already merged together, and there was no longer the clear boundary that they had before.

After half a cup of tea, Qing Yuran slowly opened his eyes.

But he didn't move, staring blankly at the dark night sky, tears gradually forming in his eyes......

Jiang Xiaoyu wanted to speak, but was touched by Jiang Renbao, shook his head and signaled not to disturb Qing Yuran at this time.

A man in his fifties, a man who has been galloping in the rivers and lakes for decades, is in front of the two at this time...... Crying.

Jiang Renbao knew that in this man's heart, there must be a corner where his sad past was buried.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

Therefore, if Qing Yuran didn't say anything about this matter, Jiang Renbao wouldn't have opened his mouth to ask.

It's respect for people!

The tears are like a tide and there is an end, and the past is unsettled.

Qing Yuran cleaned up her mood, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sat up and knelt down on one knee in front of Jiang Renbao, and said, "I hope the young master will atone for his sins!"

Jiang Renbao smiled, pressed his hands lightly on the ground, his whole body bounced up, walked to Qing Yuran's side, put his hand under his armpit, helped him up, and said with a smile: "Lao Qing! You are a person with a temperament, I like it young master! Don't kneel at every turn in the future, as the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees, only kneel to the sky and his mother! I am a little hairy boy, but I can't stand your old man's kneeling!"

"Never!" Qing Yuran's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground again, and said solemnly: "This ceremony has been passed down since ancient times, and there is a distinction between the master and the servant, and the subordinates will never dare to break this rule!"

"......" Jiang Renbao couldn't help but sigh deeply, and said: "The key young master, I am afraid of losing my life, every time you kneel to me, I can feel that my life will pass a few minutes! If you keep kneeling, I am afraid that my life will not be long before the young master!"

"This ......" Qing Yuran had never heard such a fallacy, but looking at Jiang Renbao's appearance and not wanting to be lying, he was uncertain for a while.

"Do you want me to die young?"

Jiang Renbao secretly sighed that Qing Yuran's thoughts were stubborn, and he couldn't help but sink his face and snorted.

"The subordinates don't dare! The subordinates don't dare!" Qing Yuran hurriedly stood up again, bowed down and said timidly: "The subordinates definitely don't dare to kneel again, I hope that the young master can step into the holy road as soon as possible and get rid of the shackles of life!"

Well!

Jiang Renbao nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the young man turned his gaze to the spirit turtle that had been lying quietly on the boulder, and walked over after a moment of silence in his heart.

"Master, I know it's you!" Jiang Renbao's sincere gaze stared into the spirit turtle's eyes.

The spirit turtle didn't speak, still looking at the young man in front of him in a daze.

"Now that I think about it, the disciple has somewhat guessed what the meaning of your behavior when you left the Spirit Gate to participate in the Immortal League Conference...... You know I have divine wine on me, so you want to get some of it. But for the sake of face, it's hard for you to talk ......about it," Jiang Renbao muttered to himself, turned around, sat down beside the spirit turtle, and continued: "When I first saw you, I was so frightened by your momentum that I was so scared that I wanted to run away with my head when you said you were going to kill me. However, I never expected that I would end up becoming your disciple......"

Qing Yuran on the side led Jiang Xiaoyu to the waterfall, he felt that the young master was talking to his master, and as a subordinate, he should not continue to stay here and listen.

Although the young master did not let himself go.

This is also a respect for the young master!

One master, one servant, the two seem to be similar in nature, and their thoughts naturally coincide.

People can be sincere, sincere, insincere, and loyal, but no matter how they change in a specific environment, it is still their nature to not be able to change.

The country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change!

When Jiang Renbao saw this scene, he nodded secretly, and his sense of identity with the servant in front of him was a little more.

"Although you don't look very friendly, I know that your nature is good! especially, when I see you happy with those spirit fish in the Spirit Pool! Because my mother once told me that most people who like to deal with animals are kind-hearted people...... This thunderstorm, you have endured dozens of times with your body...... Maybe it's more than a hundred thunderstorms, just to protect the disciples and elders who still remain in the Holy Land and can't leave, as well as those ordinary people! The disciples' admiration for you is like a surging river!"

......

Kang Renbao said a lot, and he liked the feeling now, especially being able to talk to the people he admired without pressure.

The spirit turtle lay there motionless until it seemed impatient to listen to Jiang Renbao's nagging anymore and retracted its limbs and head into the turtle's shell.

Belch......

Seeing this, Jiang Renbao scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Leave!" the Spirit Tortoise said suddenly.

"Huh?" Jiang Renbao was stunned, not understanding the meaning of the spirit turtle.

"If you can't get the opportunity in a short time, leave quickly!" the spirit turtle said again, "The Ancient Holy Land will become a battlefield for the sages!

The spirit turtle turned into a strong wind and flew from the boulder to the spirit pool under the waterfall.

"The Sage's Battlefield ......"

Jiang Renbao muttered and repeated.