Jiang Zhong said without waiting for Jiang Feng to speak: "Feng'er, these three boxes were left to you by your father, mother and second uncle. I don't know what's inside. This book is the one I gave you, it's called the Thousand Leaves Sutra, it records a lot of information about rare and precious medicines and alchemy experience. By the way, this is a top-grade flying sword, you can use it first, remember that your own strength is more practical than external force." Then he took out the flying sword.
Jiang Feng put away these items and was not in a hurry to study them. He knew in his heart that with his current strength, he could not change anything. Only by making himself stronger could he save everyone.
At this time, Jiang Zhong sat on the chair: "Feng'er, come and sit down. Accompany this old slave, no...accompany grandpa to finish this meal. Today is also your eighteenth birthday." In fact, Jiang Zhong has regarded himself as his own grandson for so many years.
After the meal, Jiang Zhong looked at Jiang Feng solemnly and slowly said, "Feng'er, you have now reached the Perfect Qi Refining stage and are only one step away from breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage. However, once you successfully break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, the chaotic energy in your body will inevitably be revealed. At that time, those who have been eyeing you covetously will come one after another. However, Grandpa does have a way to help you shield yourself from the prying eyes of the gods for a while, but the road ahead will be up to you. Remember, in this world of cultivation, people's hearts are unpredictable and insidious, so you must never trust others. Before you have sufficient strength, you must not rashly seek revenge. You must keep this in mind!"
After saying this, Jiang Zhong resolutely turned around and walked towards the cave entrance. Just then, a muffled "thump" was heard. It turned out to be Jiang Feng kneeling on both knees, facing the direction where Jiang Zhong was, and kowtowed three times respectfully. He looked solemn and said loudly in a firm tone: "From today on, I will redouble my efforts in cultivation and remember your teachings. In this vast world, I only have you, my dearest and most beloved grandfather. Your name is Jiang Zhong!"
Hearing Jiang Feng's heartfelt words, Jiang Zhong's heart trembled, and his eyes moistened slightly. He suddenly raised his right hand and swung it vigorously. In an instant, a purple light flashed, and a purple battle axe emitting a mysterious aura appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Jiang Zhong gripped the battle axe tightly, looked up to the sky and roared: "Old friend, join me in fighting for my grandson! We must strive to gain more luck for him and break this damn bondage of heaven!" After that, he flashed and soared into the sky like a meteor, instantly disappearing into the vast sky.
Jiang Feng looked at his grandfather's back as he left. He knew that after this farewell, he didn't know if he would have the chance to see him again.
Walking out of the cave, Jiang Feng looked towards the distant sky. That night, he learned about his life experience and his grandfather left him. Jiang Feng adjusted his emotions. He deeply felt his own weakness and wanted to become stronger.
Jiang Feng returned to the cave and took out the flying sword his grandfather had given him. After dripping blood to acknowledge the master, he felt the power of this treasure. If he had this sword in the previous battle with the tiger monster, he would have been able to kill the tiger monster. "From now on, you will be called Qingfeng Sword."
The Qingfeng Sword hummed, as if responding to its master.
Jiang Feng took out the Thousand Leaves Sutra and studied it carefully. He needed to know more about the world of cultivation. Three days passed by unknowingly! Jiang Feng put away the Thousand Leaves Sutra and sighed: "This world of cultivation is really full of wonders!"
Suddenly, his stomach growled, and Jiang Feng realized how hungry he was. He took out some dry food that his grandfather had prepared from his space ring and started eating. The Qianye Sutra mentioned that practitioners in the Jindan stage can eat a small amount of food, and after the Yuanying stage, they can practice fasting. However, many practitioners will use a low-level pill called fasting pill to solve the problem.
Jiang Feng carefully pulled the three mysterious boxes from his pocket and gently placed them on the ground in front of him. He took a deep breath, then reached out and slowly opened the first box. Instantly, a faint but dazzling red light burst out from the box, illuminating the surrounding space.
Jiang Feng peered closely and saw a boxing glove quietly lying in the box. The glove was a dark red, as if stained with blood. A faint red glow flickered on its surface, like a dancing flame, giving off a fiery and violent feeling. At the same time, a strong murderous aura surged from the glove like a tide, instantly filling the entire room.
Jiang Feng stared at the boxing gloves in front of him, secretly astonished. Just a glance was enough to sense their extraordinary qualities. Without hesitation, he immediately sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing and state of mind, extended his right index finger, forced out a drop of blood essence, and gently tapped it onto the boxing gloves.
The moment the drop of blood touched the glove, a powerful suction force suddenly erupted, completely swallowing up the drop of blood in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, countless complex and confusing information rushed into Jiang Feng's mind like a flood.
This information included the origin, name, and various magical effects of the boxing gloves. It turned out that the gloves were called "Hundred Rifts" and were a treasure that Jiang Feng's second uncle had obtained after going through untold hardships in a mysterious secret realm. Furthermore, after identification, it was confirmed to be a top-grade spiritual weapon!
However, Jiang Feng felt a little strange about this result. He couldn't help but shake his head and mutter to himself, "Why would Second Uncle give me such a spiritual weapon? With his strength and status, even if he didn't give me a divine weapon, he should at least give me an immortal weapon..."
Just as Jiang Feng was filled with doubts, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up. He waved his hand again and shouted, "Hundred Splits!" The next moment, the red boxing glove, which had been lying quietly in the box, seemed to be summoned and transformed into a stream of light and flew into Jiang Feng's right hand.
Almost immediately, a new piece of information clearly emerged in Jiang Feng's mind. Upon reading the contents of this message, Jiang Feng's face first flashed with astonishment, then with an uncontrollable sense of ecstasy. This information told him that this seemingly ordinary "Hundred Rifts" boxing glove was actually an extremely rare growth-type magical weapon!
Jiang Feng was no stranger to growth-type magic weapons. He had once seen a related record in the ancient text, the Thousand Leaves Sutra. It was said that this type of magic weapon possessed unlimited potential, constantly absorbing precious materials and energy to improve its quality, and could even eventually evolve into a legendary artifact!
Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's heartbeat quickened with excitement, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. He knew that he had truly found a treasure this time. If he could properly cultivate this "Hundred Rips" boxing glove, it would surely become his powerful weapon in the future.
With excitement, Jiang Feng stood up, bowed deeply towards the distance, and said loudly: "Second Uncle, this profound kindness will be remembered in my heart. I will definitely live up to your expectations in the future!"
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