Chapter 4211: A bamboo rice

Bitter bamboo frowned for a long time, and wondered: "Boss, where is Xuan Wujie, I never seem to have heard of it."

The reason why Jiang Yun is going to Xuan Wujie is not to leave the Realm of Reality now, but to go to the original home.

After all, a family that can coexist in the domains of the heavens and phantom domains, even if it is not strong, must have something extraordinary.

Master has entered and exited the Fantasy Realm several times in a row, not to mention that each departure is related to the original family, but at least every entry should only be possible from the Huajiang Mountain in the original boundary.

This also means that Master and the original family are somewhat related.

In addition, Xuan Wujie is also the only boundary to go to the Eye of Illusion.

Therefore, Jiang Yun decided to go to Xuan Wujie first to learn more about the original family, which might be more helpful to rescue Master.

Jiang Yun replied: "Xuan Wujie is an unknown little world, and I just heard about it."

Bitter Bamboo asked more puzzled: "Why do you want to go to Xuan Wujie?"

Jiang Yuntou didn't return: "In the realm of fantasy, there is an original family, have you heard of it?"

"The original family?" Kuzhu shook his head and said: "Never heard of it! Is this original family very powerful?"

Before Jiang Yun replied, Bitter Bamboo had already said to himself: "How about a strong family, and now, they can still exist, it is already good."

Jiang Yun did not continue to talk about this topic, but looked at the bitter bamboo and changed the topic: "How does it feel to be an emperor?"

"Hey!" Bitter Bamboo's face couldn't help but show a smug smile, but then there was a bit more flattering smile in this smile.

Su Zhu suddenly gave Jiang Yun a fist and said: "It feels natural to be good, but thank you, boss!"

"The boss's invisible words not only wake me up, but also protect me when I break through, so I really don't know how to repay the boss."

"Boss, you can rest assured that from now on, bitter bamboo will always follow you by your side, go all the way, and say nothing!"

Although bitter bamboo's praise is really a bit numb, but in his heart, it is indeed grateful to Jiang Yun.

For more than four years, he has followed Jiang Yun. Jiang Yun hasn't treated him as a servant except for occasionally scolding him.

Even for this period, for him, since the appearance of the illusion, he has lived the most peaceful and practical life.

It's hard to get on the road every day, but every time you enter the illusion, you unscrupulously absorb the source gas with a time lapse of ten times slower. Even before the illusion did not appear, it was something he dare not imagine.

Therefore, with regard to Jiang Yun, his attitude gradually changed.

In particular, this time Jiang Yun's desperate maintenance did not hesitate to offend the two emperors at the same time, and even risked falling into the illusion. With the help of the monk of the illusion, he was even more unexpected.

Although Jiang Yun did not fall into the illusion, although he did not know the specific reasons, but he was accustomed to absorbing the source gas in the illusion, but he did not feel too shocked.

More importantly, without Jiang Yun, maybe he can also become an emperor-level strongman, but this time he not only successfully broke through, but also had an unexpected harvest that made him ecstatic!

Jiang Yun smiled slightly: "You can become an emperor or an emperor. You have been practicing all the way yourself. It has nothing to do with me. You don't have to pat my ass."

"Boss!" Su Zhu suddenly changed his voice to say: "For you're my boss, I secretly told you that after I broke through, I felt the road of my emperor!"

Jiang Yun's eyebrows could not help but slightly raised, which was unexpected to him.

Since knowing that he has born the embryonic form of Emperor's Road, Jiang Yun naturally has some understanding of Emperor's Road.

The way of the emperor, most monks, before becoming an emperor-level strongman, did not dare to think about it, let alone realize their own way of the emperor.

Only after they have truly become an emperor-level strongman, and their cultivation state is completely stabilized, will they try to perceive their path to the great emperor.

Because this has become the only goal in their next life.

Only when you find and understand your own path to the great emperor can you become a quasi-emperor and then become an emperor!

Unable to comprehend, then their path of cultivation will come to an end, and in this life they can only be the emperor.

Therefore, although there are many emperor-level strongmen, but they can really find their way to the emperor, but very few.

Bitter bamboo can realize the path of its great emperor just after breaking through to the emperor level. Although it can not be said that it is rare, it is indeed commendable.

At least, he has taken the first step of becoming an emperor!

And this also made Jiang Yun once again raised an idea of ​​protecting the bitter bamboo breakthrough before.

If bitter bamboo can become an emperor, then the help for yourself will be even greater.

Therefore, he turned to look at the bitter bamboo road: "Are you practicing the strength of wood?"

Most of the plants become monsters, and the force of wood is practiced, so their path to the emperor is naturally the path of wood.

As a bamboo demon, bitter bamboo should also be the strength of wood.

Sure enough, Bitter Bamboo nodded and said, "Yes."

Jiang Yun said with a smile: "You break through the emperor level, as your boss, I will give you something, as a gift!"

The bitter bamboo surface reveals surprise: "What?"

Jiang Yun stopped his body, spread his hands, and suddenly a small seed appeared in his palm.

Looking at the seed, the expression on Bitter Bamboo's face suddenly stagnated: "Bamboo Rice!"

Bamboo rice, the seed of bamboo, is extremely rare, but it is also a precious medicinal material.

As a pharmacist, Jiang Yun naturally knows.

However, at this moment, the bamboo rice in his palm is not real bamboo rice, but is formed by the strength of wood.

In it, contains the artistic conception of the wood emperor!

Jiang Yun smiled and handed the bamboo rice in front of the bitter bamboo: "Since you are a bamboo demon, then I will give you a bamboo rice, I hope it can also grow into a towering giant bamboo."

Bitter Bamboo smiled bitterly: "Boss, if you are not wealthy, you don't need to send any gifts, give me bamboo rice, this, this ..."

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand, Zhu Mi fell into the palm of the bitter bamboo, and then ignored the bitter bamboo, and continued to move forward.

When the bitter bamboo gripped this little bamboo rice with a smile, the whole body suddenly shivered and froze in place.

After a long time, he finally recovered, his face showing ecstasy, and suddenly looked up at Jiang Yun who had gone away.

The artistic conception of the emperor, how precious it is, is really the dream of all monks.

However, Jiang Yun didn't care about giving Bitter Bamboo an artistic conception.

With this great artistic conception, the possibility of bitter bamboo becoming an emperor in the future has greatly increased.

This gift is too expensive for Bitter Bamboo, and it is so expensive that he can't believe it.

After a long time, the ecstasy on Bitter Bamboo's face gradually converged, and he turned his hands into fists, solemnly facing Jiang Yun's back, and bowed down deeply.

Straight up, the bitter bamboo put this bamboo rice in the mouth, the emperor's artistic conception, it can not be realized overnight.

Still staring at Jiang Yun's back, Bitter Bamboo said to himself: "Who the **** is he?"

"Obviously just a monk who reincarnates the realm, he has already realized that he belongs to the concept of the great emperor."

"I'm afraid, he already has his path to the emperor!"

"The possibility of him becoming an emperor is far greater than mine!"

With these thoughts, Bitter Bamboo hurriedly walked, chasing Jiang Yun away.

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Xuan Wujie, a world insignificant in the realm of fantasy.

When the illusion never appeared, although there were usually monks passing by, few people would enter this realm.

With the advent of the illusion, this place has almost become a dead world, and no figure can be seen at all.

However, just as Jiang Yun and Bitter Bamboo moved towards Xuan Wujie, a figure stood on top of a mountain in this world.

This is a young woman, looking at a certain direction with her eyes, and said to herself: "This old man and the black-and-white man have been with me for seven years. What do they do? "