When the black cloth was taken out from the cave, it could no longer withstand the passage of time and the erosion of moisture. It broke with a slight pull.
The black cloth was torn, revealing the white jade box wrapped inside.
This white jade box is about the size of a palm and is milky white, like the cleanest milk.
Starting with white jade, it actually carries a touch of warmth. Jiang Le was surprised.
This should be the legendary Nuan Jade. It is carved in such a large size and can be considered a treasure.
But Jiang Le didn¡¯t care about money. He was curious about what his father left behind.
Turning over the white jade box, Jiang Le found that there was no gap in the box, that is to say, the white jade box had no opening.
¡°It is estimated that even if it is obtained by an outsider, no one would be willing to break such a warm jade treasure to see if there is anything inside.
Thinking of what his mother said, Jiang Le stretched out a hand and scratched the tip of his middle finger with his nail. A wound appeared, and a drop of bright red blood oozed out.
Dropping the blood beads on the white jade box, the white jade box suddenly changed magically.
The blood beads and falling jade blended in, and then the white jade box turned red, but in an instant the red waves condensed, and a red line emerged from the waist of the white jade box.
When the lines were formed, the red light flashed, and the white jade box automatically separated and became two halves.
"What a mysterious design." Jiang Le secretly admired that such ingenious use of magic could not be created in a place where Taoism thrives and thrives.
Removing the lid of the white jade box, Jiang Le finally saw what was in the box.
It¡¯s actually a small sword!
This small sword was the size of a finger, beautiful in style, and sparkling with purple light. Jiang Le was dazzled by it and couldn't help but reach out to pick up the small sword.
But just when Jiang Le¡¯s finger touched the small sword. Mutation regeneration.
The purple light sword suddenly burst into purple light, directly covering Jiang Le. Make him unable to resist.
Before he could be surprised, the purple light that enveloped Jiang Le flew into the sky and turned into a stream of light, heading straight towards Devil's Valley.
"I guess. What's going on? The father who has never met wants to trick his son? Can't do it?" Jiang Le was shocked.
At this time, the stream of light transformed from the purple light sword instantly penetrated into the Devil's Valley, advancing rapidly in the thick fog.
Jiang Le smiled bitterly.
Were you really deceived and actually sent your son directly into the depths of Devil¡¯s Valley? Do you want to be so ruthless?
Whoops!
The purple light flew into Devil's Valley, turned around in the mist, and suddenly entered a dark cave. Then it floated motionless in the cave.
Although Jiang Le couldn't resist the purple light, he could still move. He looked around and saw that everything was pitch black and he couldn't help himself.
What is this? What brought me here for?
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At this moment, the cave was originally dark. Suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound, and then a little purple light appeared on the floor of the cave. In the blink of an eye, the purple light grew bigger and spread in all directions. In just a few breaths, the cave was completely illuminated.
This is a cave with a radius of twenty meters and a height of five or six meters.
On the ground in the middle of the cave. A normal sword that was exactly one meter and a half long was stuck on the ground, exactly like the small purple sword in the jade box that Jiang Le had seen. The purple light that illuminates the entire cave is emitted from it.
??Looking around again, there is nothing else.
Jiang Le was wondering to himself when the purple sword that enveloped him suddenly collapsed and merged into the purple light of the entire cave.
Jiang Le lost his support and fell from mid-air.
Fortunately, Jiang Le has achieved some success in his cultivation. He remained calm in the face of danger. His figure flipped in mid-air and landed safely.
"I wiped it, and I almost fell off my butt." Jiang Le exhaled.
"I wipe it? What does this mean?" A voice out of thin air asked doubtfully.
"I just wipe it" Jiang Le replied subconsciously. But at this point, the voice stopped abruptly.
How could there be a sound when I clearly didn¡¯t see other beings?
Is there a ghost?
With a raised brow, Jiang Le let go of his spiritual sense and sensed everything. But nothing was found.
This did not make Jiang Le relax his vigilance, but instead made him more solemn.
Beings that can¡¯t even be sensed by one¡¯s spiritual sense must be much more powerful than one¡¯s own.
"Who? Come out."
Jiang Le drank.
"Being able to open the white jade box means that you are my son. In this case, how dare you yell at me?" The voice out of nowhere said unhappily, swirling?The purple sword on the cave floor suddenly emitted wisps of purple flames.
This purple flame gathered in the air, more and more, and finally the purple light flashed and turned into a figure flying down.
Jiang Le was shocked when he heard this.
If you call me son, it must be me. Is that the dad I've never seen before?
With sudden mixed feelings in his heart, Jiang Le looked at the figure carefully with strange eyes.
The figure is a male, about thirty years old, with long black hair hanging on his shoulders, and wearing an ancient costume that looks like standard clothing. As the figure fell, her long hair was rolled up, revealing a handsome appearance with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face as sharp as a knife.
First impression, Jiang Le feels good, at least he is a handsome guy, no wonder he can attract his mother.
But then Jiang Le¡¯s face darkened and he said coldly: ¡°So what if I yell at you?¡±
The man was also looking at Jiang Le when he landed. He was stunned when he heard this, and glared: "You are quite courageous, do you know who I am?"
Jiang Le snorted coldly: "I don't care who you are. You left something for no reason and brought me to this damn place. You still have the nerve to glare at me. If you don't accept it, have a fight first and beat me first."
The man glared at Jiang Le, and Jiang Le looked at him unwillingly. Sparks were flying between the two pairs of eyes.
Suddenly, the man burst out laughing, looking arrogant.
"As expected of me, Qiao Yunfeng, he has my character."
Jiang Le curled his lips disdainfully: "Don't be narcissistic. My surname is Jiang, not Qiao."
Qiao Yunfeng smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you bleed my blood, it doesn't matter if your surname is Qiao or Jiang."
Jiang Le is angry, but you are generous.
"Well, since we have nothing to do with each other, please send me away. I don't like being in the same room with strangers." Jiang Le said angrily.
Qiao Yunfeng said calmly: "There are two ways to leave here. First, complete the task I gave you, and I will send you away. Second, walk out on your own."
Jiang Le said angrily: "Go out on your own? That's the great demon of Yin-Yang Pond outside. You think I didn't die fast enough, right?"
"Huh? You actually know its origin? Well, I overlooked it. You have actually practiced magic. You have already reached the level of Tongmai Realm. You can see the fluctuations of your power. It is extremely pure. Not bad. It really surprises me. I I thought that my son would be extremely mediocre in this prison, but I didn¡¯t expect that you would also have a destiny. God is really wise." Qiao Yunfeng glanced at Jiang Lehou in surprise and was overjoyed.
Jiang Le said expressionlessly: "God has no eyes, otherwise he wouldn't let me bleed your blood."
These words made Qiao Yunfeng so angry that he glared and said: "What's wrong with being my son? Your kid has never been beaten by me. Does your butt feel uncomfortable?"
These words instantly touched Jiang Le¡¯s heart.
??Who has never been beaten by me? This is a person¡¯s childhood memory, a memory that is both beautiful and unpleasant.
But I don¡¯t have this kind of memory.
¡°In my memory, there are only sounds of being a bastard, and scenes of wanting to ask my mother who my father is, but being afraid of breaking her mother¡¯s heart, and in the end I can only hide in the quilt and cry silently.
"Yes, I have never been beaten before. If you have the ability, come and beat me now." Jiang Le resisted with a cold face.
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