Early the next morning, Yan Ming stood up and said to Yan Hong: "Hong'er, you cultivate hard, and the second uncle will go and come back with some prey." ”

"Second uncle, be careful. I feel like I made some progress in my cultivation yesterday, so I'll try again today. Yan Hongqiang replied with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go. Yan Ming patted Yan Hong's head, turned around and walked out of the cave.

Yan Hong sat down on the boulder, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Although the cultivation effect last night was better than before, after an interval of a few hours in between, the sea of stars was empty again, and the star yuan power that had been cultivated hard was gone without a trace as usual.

No, we must find a way today, Yan Hong secretly set a goal for himself.

The second uncle's health is deteriorating, and he can't share it for him at all, Yan Hong is very unwilling in his heart.

Sitting down on the boulder, Yan Hong repeated the thing that he had done tens of thousands of times.

Three hours later, Yan Hong stood up, the convergence speed of this Star Yuan Force was indeed much faster than usual, but the key was that the speed at which this Star Yuan Force passed was different from the past?

An hour later, there was not much Xingyuan power left in the Star Sea. Now it is faster than the original cultivation, but the speed at which the Star Yuan Force passes is also faster than before.

Yan Hong felt the sea of stars passing away, and only felt bursts of sadness welling up in his heart.

The second uncle hasn't come back yet, and his health is getting worse and worse. Prey that used to be caught with a raise of a hand is now powerless to chase and can only spend more time looking for and waiting for the weak or injured prey.

Thinking of the second uncle's body, Yan Hong's tears couldn't help but flow out.

For his own sake, his father blew himself up in the sea of stars, just to create a chance for his uncle and nephew to escape. The second uncle also fought to the death with many masters of the same level as him, just to bring him to a relatively safe place.

However, now his own sea of stars can't hold the star yuan power, and he has abolished it......

Yan Hong took out the small gourd handed over to him by the second uncle, and the second uncle solemnly told him that this is a treasure inherited by the family for 5,000 years.

It's just that no one has been able to understand the secret of this gourd for 5,000 years.

Looking at the gourd fixedly, Yan Hong's mind unconsciously came to mind when he was about to fall unconscious, he heard his father's shout, "Hurry up!", remembering that his kind mother prepared his favorite black plum soup for him every time in addition to his alchemy and cultivation; and thinking of the second uncle who had charmed thousands of beautiful female cultivators in the Dao Realm, and now he actually went to great lengths to hunt a small animal.

It's all because of the Tang family, because of Tang Yuan!

Although Yan Hong didn't know what caused this tragedy, there was no doubt that Tang Yuan was behind the scenes.

I, Yan Hong, will eventually kill back to the Dao Realm, punish the murderer, find out the truth, and comfort the hundreds of unjust souls of my Tang family.

Just, where is the opportunity?

I'm not afraid of a long wait, I'm not afraid of the loneliness and pain on the road to cultivation, I'm not afraid of the enemy's intrigues, but how can I get out of this first step?

He knew that the enemy was there, but he couldn't even see the slightest hope of getting close to him.

This feeling of powerlessness was like a sharp long sword, slashing across Yan Hong's heart, like a raging fire burning in Yan Hong's heart.

Daddy, second uncle, I have disappointed your expectations!

A cone of pain surged up in Yan Hong's heart, he felt as if his heart was about to explode, a stream of blood rushed up from his heart, and he was about to spit it out with a wow.

I can't let the second uncle see that I'm worried about myself!

Yan Hong thought subconsciously, and then quickly raised his right hand and covered his mouth, but forgot the heirloom still in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Hong swallowed the blood pouring into his mouth, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, only then did he feel the gourd in his hand.

Yan Hong hurriedly stretched out his palm in front of his eyes to see if the gourd was damaged.

The gourd was stained with the blood gushing out of his heart just now, Yan Hong hurriedly turned around, trying to find something to wipe.

As Yan Hong turned around, the light shining on the gourd also changed. The corner of his eye swept over the gourd, and Yan Hong's heart suddenly moved, the color of this gourd was wrong!

Yan Hong noticed the difference, and he was no longer in a hurry to wipe the gourd, and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look.

I saw that the blood on the gourd gradually decreased, the color of the gourd wall became brighter and brighter, and a faint line of lines gradually appeared.

The eyes of cultivators are always much better than ordinary people, and after a while, the first lines to appear were recognized by Yan Hong, and there were four small words written on it---- Shengdan gourd!

As the blood continued to be absorbed by the gourd, the handwriting on the gourd also increased, and Yan Hong's eyes stared at the gourd without blinking.

"Shengdan gourd, absorbing the power of the five elements of different levels, can generate different levels of elixir with different effects, and can be used in conjunction with the vein Yun Starry Sky Treading Heavenly Formula, which can conceive the acupoints in the body in the ...... of the stars."

Haha, the change in the gourd made Yan Hong's heart very happy, maybe today he can find the secret of this treasure that has been inherited for 5,000 years.

The handwriting that was constantly revealed, like a spark on the grassland, ignited the endless hope in Yan Hong's heart.

However, as the blood was gradually absorbed by the gourd, the handwriting no longer continued to manifest, and it was still gradually disappearing. However, the handwriting that has been revealed, as long as Yan Hong's mind moves, it can still be clearly presented in his mind.

Is there a lack of blood? It's nothing.

Yan Hong turned around and walked to the stone platform where the second uncle usually meditated and rested, bent down and picked up a short sword with his right hand, and slashed at his left wrist without hesitation. A stream of red blood spurted out, Yan Hong threw away his short sword, held the gourd hanging in his right hand with two steady, and leaned forward to the sprayed blood.

The gourd was not big, and Yan Hong's sword slashed extremely deep in his left wrist, and only a moment later, the blood on the gourd wall had been stained with a thick layer.

Yan Hong didn't care about the blood sprayed on his left wrist, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the gourd, this is where the hope lies!

Strange, why hasn't it changed?

Just now, it was because of the blood gourd that the handwriting was displayed, but why hasn't it changed at all after so much time this time?

Looking at this gourd, Yan Hong was silent in thought, there were only a few possibilities.

First of all, this gourd can only be activated once with blood.

Second, it can only be activated again after a certain period of time.

Again, it can only be activated at a specific moment of the day.

In the end, it can only be activated with the blood of the heart.

Among these four possibilities, the first two are unlikely, the last two are more likely, especially the last one is the most likely.

Either way, there is hope as long as there is change.

Just as Yan Hong was thinking about how to activate the gourd, the second uncle returned to the cave with a hare on his back.

The second uncle looked very tired, and his spirit seemed to have been drained, perhaps only Yan Hong's existence was the only motivation for him to live.

Looking at the second uncle, Yan Hong's heart hurt terribly.

"Second uncle!" Yan Hong shouted with a cry.

Yan Ming barely smiled, but his brows couldn't help frowning, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Second uncle, I discovered the secret of the gourd. Yan Hong saw that the second uncle was enduring the suffering, but he didn't want to worry about himself, so he immediately told him what he found today, so that the second uncle could also be happy.

"Hmm. Yan Ming replied, and suddenly reacted, "What? Hong'er discovered the secret of the gourd?" He didn't care about the pain on his body, just like a drowning man grabbing a branch, and his joy was overflowing.