As a burst of Yuanli gathered, a red flame slowly burned on the jade slip.
With a crackling sound, gradually, the pile of jade slips turned into ashes under the flames.
The flickering flames made the entire cave look eerie.
But Xu Feng watched calmly as the flame burned the last jade slip.
After all the jade slips were turned into ashes, he waved his hand and condensed the ashes on the ground towards a core in the air, and finally transformed them into a fist-sized black sphere.
"Refine!"
Xu Feng's mind moved, and a dark red flame ignited out of thin air around the black ball, shrinking the black ash ball to the size of a thumb again.
Looking at the thumb-sized jade ball, Xu Feng put it into the pendant's storage space.
Then he thought for a moment, took out a letter and unfolded it carefully.
With the help of the bright light beads in the cave, it can be seen that the letter has turned slightly yellow and has some wrinkles, but the handwriting on it is clearly visible and looks slightly delicate.
This letter had obviously been read by him countless times.
However, the text was not the common text in the Xuan Realm, but an extremely strange square font.
"My son, I am leaving. Go find your father, that loser. When the wasteland opens one day, find a way to come in and find us."
"You must remember this sentence: 'There are no immortals in this world'. Don't ask why, and don't get too close to the people of the Xuanmeng. Just remember this sentence."
"I have a secret that I have never told you. I am not from this world. To use the words of my hometown, I am a time traveler."
"Don't worry. No one will understand this letter even if you take it out. The words on it are the simplified Chinese characters that I taught you when you were a child. They are the language of my hometown."
"If you see this kind of text in the future, it must be a message from your mother to you. You must be good, don't cry, and practice diligently. Then, I will leave you the parchment scroll. If you have a chance..."
Looking at the words his mother left for him, Xu Feng's eyes gradually became blurred.
"Five thousand and fourteen years."
"Mom, I miss you so much." Xu Feng murmured in a low voice.
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