Jiang Yun told all the things he knew about the third senior brother in detail and repeatedly at least three times.
Finally, Emperor Xuanyuan was embarrassed to let Jiang Yun continue to repeat, so he stopped.
However, after listening to Xuanyuan's experience, Xuanyuan emperor began to pull Jiang Yun to analyze how many generations Xuanyuan might be his own.
Although Jiang Yun knew very well that it was impossible to have an answer, he could understand the mood of emperor Xuanyuan.
He was deprived of cultivation and his body was destroyed. He was sealed here for countless years. Suddenly he heard that he had another descendant. Of course, his heart was full of excitement.
Therefore, Jiang Yun also guessed with him.
Finally, Emperor Xuanyuan said with emotion: "after I restore my freedom, I will first meet your master and thank him in person!"
"Your master is certainly not an ordinary person. He can take you four as disciples."
Hearing that his master could be praised by a great emperor, Jiang Yun also said with honor: "my master is really powerful."
Emperor Xuanyuan laughed and said, "by the way, I haven't asked your master's name yet!"
Jiang Yun smiled and said, "my master's surname is Gu, but his name is not old."
Emperor Xuanyuan's voice slightly raised a few points and said, "surname Gu?"
Jiang Yun is used to the reaction of emperor Xuanyuan.
Monks in Sijing Tibet instinctively think of the ancient clan first for people with ancient surnames, and their reaction will be slightly greater.
Therefore, Jiang Yun explained with a smile: "Lao Zu, Gu, this surname is a very common surname in our country."
"It doesn't mean that every person surnamed Gu must have something to do with the ancient family."
Emperor Xuanyuan naturally knew that Jiang Yun was not a Tibetan in the four realms, but came to Zhutian Jiyu. Then ancient and not old nature also came from Zhutian Jiyu, so he smiled and said, "yes, I'm too sensitive."
"But, son, I want to correct you. Ancient times is not a race or ethnic group."
"In ancient times, it is a kind of appellation, even a kind of honorific title."
"No matter how the old Tibetan Association or others suppressed Gu, it is undeniable that the emergence of Gu made all monks embark on the road of cultivation and made life more possible."
Jiang Yun nodded. Indeed, what he first heard was ancient, not ancient.
It really belongs to the ancient family, but it is the ancient family who has enemies with themselves in the collection of the heavens.
Emperor Xuanyuan then asked, "what is your master's cultivation now?"
Jiang Yun smiled bitterly and said, "to tell you the truth, I don't know what my master's cultivation is, but it should be a quasi emperor or emperor level realm."
"My master usually looks like a boy. He looks harmless to humans and animals. But as long as he gets angry, his appearance will change and his strength will soar."
"Anyway, I haven't seen him try his best until now..."
"Wait!" Emperor Xuanyuan suddenly interrupted Jiang Yun and said, "your master usually looks like a boy?"
"Yes!" Jiang Yun nodded and said, "I think this should be the origin of his old man's name!"
"It is said that I have a martial uncle, but I haven't seen him either."
Jiang Yun continued to talk about his master, but he didn't know that emperor Xuanyuan, who suddenly became silent at the moment, set off a huge wave in his heart.
"Boy, boy, ancient is not old, ancient is not old, his master can't, can't be..."
"No, I must have thought too much. His master and that man must be two!"
When Jiang Yun's story came to an end, Emperor Xuanyuan finally said, "child, we've wasted a lot of your time. Now, let's get down to business!"
"You play the Qingming dream, and then I will take it here and enter your dream, and you will begin to practice."
Jiang Yun also had this intention, so he naturally agreed without hesitation: "OK!"
With the experience of the sixty year Qingming dream originally arranged for tie Ru Nan, Jiang Yun is now handy in performing the Qingming dream.
However, he sacrificed the mirage just in case.
Looking at the mirage, Emperor Xuanyuan couldn't help sighing again: "although there is no blood relationship between the child and Jiang Wanli, in Jiang Wanli's heart, he must be like his own grandson. He even gave him the family tools of their family!"
Nine colored lights lit up on the mirage, like nine colored ribbons, which fell from the sky and wrapped Jiang Yun, making Jiang Yun's body looming, and soon entered the Qingming dream.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Xuanyuan also said in a deep voice: "red moon!"
"Coming!"
With the fall of emperor Xuanyuan's voice, the voice of chiyuezi sounded immediately.
At the same time, Jiang Yun, who is already in the Qingming dream, clearly feels that something is slowly entering his dream.
This feeling is very strange, like a thin layer of bubbles that break when you touch it. However, now there is something that is not only squeezing into the bubbles a little, but also hasn't broken the bubbles. This makes Jiang Yun feel strange: "it's normal if Grandpa or nightmare beast can do this."“ But emperor Xuanyuan is a physical emperor. He doesn't know any magic powers at all, but he can enter the place where he is sealed, together with himself, into my Qingming dream. "“ The emperor's means are unimaginable! " In Jiang Yun's strangeness and emotion, his eyes were suddenly filled with endless blood fog. And the voice of emperor Xuanyuan sounded in his ear: "well, child, I have entered your dream."“ Now, open up and absorb these blood mist! " Jiang Yun nodded and said, "Grandpa, the mirage......" emperor Xuanyuan smiled and said, "ha ha, I will never forget, but now I have just disappeared, and I still need to wait for some time to make a move, so as not to be known by the old ghosts of the Tibetan Association."“ You don't have to worry. Now they are busy looking for me and don't have time to pay attention to the mirage. " In fact, seeing that emperor Xuanyuan could really enter the Qingming dream, Jiang Yun's heart has been half down. Because even the mirage demon said that even if someone wants to fight against the mirage, they will certainly wait for a period of time, a few years or even decades. After all, the power of the mirage is still extremely powerful. In addition, the four chaos circles are guarded by the mirage demon. Before taking back the control of the four chaos, the mirage should be safe. Therefore, Jiang Yun felt that even if emperor Xuanyuan didn't help, the mirage should be safe for the time being in ten years. Of course, to say so, Jiang Yun still hoped that emperor Xuanyuan could act quickly. The words of emperor Xuanyuan also completely let Jiang Yun relax, stop talking and close his eyes. Suddenly, a lot of blood fog turned into countless long dragons and began to rush towards Jiang Yun—— The three or four floors of the ruins, the disappearance of space cracks and an order of the criminal emperor made all the monks staying here become slaves and carry out the task of reclaiming wasteland. Moreover, in order to the sentence of the criminal emperor that one year later, there will no longer be an inch covered by the blood mist on the third and fourth floors, many ethnic groups have sent more Tianjiao in their own families into these two floors. No way, if the time is up and the task cannot be completed, the criminal Emperor may anger all the monks! It has to be said that when so many monks put aside their prejudices and work together to do one thing, the efficiency is amazing. A year later, all the three or four floor areas of the ruins have been opened up. However, while most of the monks were cheering and thinking that they could finally go home, they did not expect that there was a more arduous task waiting for them. When more than three years passed, a clear sound of swords suddenly sounded in the whole four chaos boundary. The sound comes from the Zhendi sword in the four towns! This huge sword was pushed out of the ground slowly by a force. Only a little sword tip is still inserted in the earth... Four chaos circles, chaos will arise! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.