Yun Hao searched for several pharmacies, and only barely found a few herbs with similar flavors, and they all bought a small amount, because there were too few Qi Spirit Stones on his body, so he could only do his best.

The door squeaked open, and in the room, Leng Ling was meditating and pranayama, and after two days of recovery, his injuries had improved, and his face was much more ruddy.

Yun Hao walked in, put the medicine on the table, and saw the faint surge of true qi on Leng Ling's body, and couldn't help but be happy: "Senior sister, you look much better." ”

Leng Ling opened his eyes and smiled: "Thanks to the medicines you bought, by the way, how are you so familiar with herbs?"

Yun Hao thought for a while and replied: "I don't know it well, when I was a child, I always played in the back mountain and ate herbs, so I know a lot of herbs!"

I've heard a lot of ways to play, but I didn't expect it to be the first time I've heard of eating herbs to play. Herbs are not ordinary things, there are good and bad, high and low, and if you eat several kinds together, it is very likely to be poisoned. However, looking at the lively Yun Hao in front of him, Leng Ling suddenly understood that this kid must know all the types and functions of herbs, otherwise how could he have lived until now?

Calm down, the two were in the same room, and they didn't talk much, so they reached an awkward place, looking at each other, but they were relatively speechless, so they could only be busy with their own. Maybe Leng Ling was thinking, if he could earn more Qi Spirit Stones, he would be able to rent an extra room, maybe Yun Hao was secretly happy in his heart, being able to rest in a room with such a beautiful senior sister, although it felt strange, he could also feel its beauty in his heart.

Leng Ling has entered the state of cultivation, she must repair her injuries in the fastest time, and then rush back to Tianxin City, back to Lilu Martial Academy, she still doesn't know what happened to Zhou Xuanjing, what happened to her father, what happened to her master, what happened to Lilu Martial Academy, these are all things she desperately wants to know. But martial arts practitioners must not be impatient, so the heart-warming jade on her chest helped her a lot.

The sad qi has been cultivated to the second level, and it is time to touch the threshold of the third level. Yun Hao has always maintained "both near and far" for this exercise, both curious and in awe, he is deeply afraid that one day he will lose himself if he cultivates to a high level. At first, he thought that practicing this kind of exercise, and his own tears, was a phenomenon of the exercise itself. It wasn't until later that I realized that this was not the work of the exercise itself, but actually weeping blood and tears to force the caster to follow its path, if it wasn't the case, how could we explain that when he used his sad anger in front of everyone, everyone had a feeling of sadness and wanted to cry? Unless the other party's cultivation was much higher than Yun Hao's, it would not be easily affected.

Yun Hao whispered: "It seems that this crying blood and tears is not only a spiritual martial arts exercise, but also a technique with a strong desire to control, maybe one day I will become its puppet." After speaking, he smiled and shook his head, but he firmly believed in his heart that since this exercise was also written by a martial artist, there must be a knack for controlling it. If you can really control it, it's definitely a magic weapon.

He sat on the ground with his back to Leng Ling, and also entered a state of cultivation. However, Yun Hao tried several times, but he didn't find the third door of the sad qi, what is going on, is his cultivation too low? He muttered silently in his heart: "Heaven and earth are the source, all things are born, the eyes are the sun and the moon, and the ears and nose are the mountains and rivers." Luck true qi flows between the meridians like water, and the warmth of the blood veins is fused, helping the power of yin and yang, turning into drops of morning dew...... "Still nothing has been found."

It's better to try it again with the help of sad breath, and with this idea, he works. The aura of heaven and earth around him slowly converged towards him, and the true qi in his body became more and more, almost full.

"Oh no!" Yun Hao said in his heart, quickly put away his momentum, turned around, and sure enough, he found that Leng Ling's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his face became much paler, but he still maintained his cultivation state.

He forgot a very important point, this cry of blood and tears can devour the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, Leng Ling is just cultivating, and he is injured, which is the weakest stage of self-protection, so the second weight of sad qi also absorbed the true qi in Leng Ling's body when it was released.

"What stupid thing am I doing...... Yun Hao really hated himself, he was too reckless in doing things, he didn't think about the surrounding environment at all, and almost committed an unforgivable sin. If he didn't stop it in time just now, then in the cultivation state, Leng Ling's subconscious would definitely think that there was a foreign object attacking, and he would definitely attack independently, but the degree of attack was very weak, in that case, Leng Ling might be hit hard twice. He realized that the reason why many people felt sad in front of the Weeping Blood and Tears Exercise and wanted to shed tears was not because he moved them, but because when their minds were dominated by sadness, he took the opportunity to suck away their true qi and seize their power.

This is not overbearing, this is perverted!

But he has not been able to touch the third weight, and he is extremely unwilling, if he goes on like this, won't he waste a lot of time and work in vain. There is no way to be anxious, seeing the sweat on Leng Ling's forehead, he dispelled his thoughts again. Yun Hao got up and wanted to wipe the sweat on Leng Ling's forehead, but there was a sharp pain in his head, and he fainted.

Although people are asleep, their consciousness continues to wander between heaven and earth. He seemed to see a dark starry sky, dotted with stars, falling beside him one by one, he reached out to catch those falling stars, but was pierced, and his palm was cold. Yun Hao saw a thin figure, and the figure was also looking at him. On that strange figure, Yun Hao felt endless desolation, this feeling was very familiar and dignified, as if the creatures in heaven and earth were slowly withering and dying......

If you look closely, the falling stars are nothing else, but clear and crystalline tears, without a trace of dust, and like beautiful pearls, falling from heaven to hell. Because of this, the heavens gradually began to darken, and eventually turned into complete darkness.

Yun Hao couldn't see himself, couldn't touch himself, he could only feel that he was still standing in place, only the thin figure was still watching him. He couldn't tell if it was facing away or facing it.

Just as he was wondering, the figure began to shake its emaciated body, as if it would dissipate in an instant. The figure slowly waved his arms, every movement seemed to be set in advance, Yun Hao was frightened, these were not ordinary movements at all, but a martial arts move.

The figure's moves are not very complicated, and they have been rehearsed several times, but they are faster and faster each time. Yun Hao's eyes couldn't keep up, but he discovered another strange thing, all the star tears that had fallen before were moving closer to the figure, and they accelerated with the acceleration of the figure's moves. In the end, all the tears of the stars were concentrated on the figure, and the figure at this time was already emitting a dazzling white light, as if it were transparent.

The figure stopped the drill, and Yun Hao saw clearly that it was facing away from him.

Under the illumination of the white light, Yun Hao saw his body, and also waited for the figure to turn around, why is this back so familiar......?" Turn ......" he thought silently in his heart, eager to know who the other party was.

As if hearing what he was thinking, the figure slowly turned around, smiled at Yun Hao, and suddenly dissipated into this space.

Yun Hao was stunned, he just saw that it was not someone else, it was himself. I was about to step forward and grab the dissipated "self", but I was pulled hard by a pair of hands and forcibly dragged out of this area.

"Yun Hao ......"

Leng Ling took Yun Hao's hand and called anxiously with an anxious face.

Yun Hao, who was lying on the ground, sat up suddenly, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't go, who are you......"

"Yun Hao, what's wrong with you?" Leng Ling supported Yun Hao, who was sweating profusely and his eyes were full of uneasiness, "Are you having a nightmare?"

"Nightmare?" Yun Hao exhaled deeply and nodded, "Yes, it seems to be a dream." ”

Leng Ling took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the beads of sweat for Yun Hao.

The faint fragrance made Yun Hao very shocked and relieved. He quickly took the handkerchief and said with a smile: "Senior sister, I'll come......" He was still a little unaccustomed to being served like this by others. Although he had such an indescribable admiration for Leng Ling in his heart, maybe the time for that emotion was not yet ripe.

Unexpectedly, Leng Ling didn't mind anything, and reprimanded Yun Hao: "Why, can't you take care of your junior brother when you are a senior sister?"

"Huh?" Yun Hao smiled and didn't speak. He asked Leng Ling to continue to exercise and breathe to recover from his injury, due to the previous trouble, Leng Ling's recovery speed must have been much slower. Yun Hao was not embarrassed to apologize directly, he didn't understand the part of crying blood and tears, maybe the more he explained in the end, the more confused it became.

Yun Hao opened the window and saw the crowd coming and going on the street, and he wondered: Why was that dream so real just now? Why did that mysterious figure turn out to be himself? No, the moves that the figure practiced were not his own, why did he have a face exactly like himself? And tears like stars, what does it mean?

By the way, the stars composed of teardrops transformed into a starry sky in the darkness, and the power of nature was drawn from heaven and earth and became a part of one's body. The figure is under the starry sky, practicing every simple step, and the feeling of every move and style is very much in line with the purpose of crying blood and tears. Desolation, vicissitudes, devouring, endless......

Yun Hao's eyes lit up, and he said to himself, "This is the third weight of sadness!" He was so excited that he almost screamed, but because of Leng Ling, he stuffed back again. He felt that he should feel the power of the third layer immediately, but it didn't work in this room, he had to find an open place.

Yun Hao gently closed the door and walked out of the inn to find an open place. Overgrown with weeds and rocks, few people must have come here.

"It's exactly what I want!" Yun Hao shouted, and hurriedly threw himself into cultivation.

It turns out that the third level of sad qi is not opened by chance or forced cultivation, but needs to be guided by the second level. The first two layers were all Yun Hao's gradual mastery of the essentials through the improvement of his own cultivation and familiarity with the mantra, but this third level was not the case. The mysterious figure is an image condensed by crying blood and tears, and the purpose is to practice the third level of exercises.

Yun Hao was stunned, no wonder he had silently read the third key countless times in the room just now but there was no response, it turned out that the key was disrupted. Only by entering this space can one be qualified to practice the third level of sadness. And so on, is this the case with the third weight of the second form of weeping blood and tears, and the third weight of the third form of the third form?

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect to comprehend so much to crying blood and tears at once, what a lot of luck!

Yun Hao slowly began to cultivate with his memory, and he was extremely careful in every move and style. Gradually, the aura of heaven and earth around him gathered, and he felt countless forces converging into his body, forming a stream of air flowing through various parts of his body. A sense of sadness welled up in his heart, and the true qi in his body emanated, and he felt every grass and tree in this area very clearly. There are a few thunderbolts in the sky, is it about to change the sky?

Yun Hao opened his eyes, probed his body, looked around again, and wondered, "Why hasn't there been any change?"

He tried to slap it in the face, but was stunned. A thunder dragon roared out from its right palm, and all the piles of rocks in front of it were scattered with a bang.

How could there be such a real thunder dragon with thunder attributes? Isn't it weeping blood and tears? He remembered reading an introduction to the attributes of the exercises, and such exercises with attributes were all of a high grade, could it be that there was such a deep background in weeping blood and tears? Although he couldn't figure it out, he finally came into contact with the third layer of sad qi, and what was even more gratifying was that the power was so strong that it might exceed his imagination.

It's not over yet, the third benefit of the sad qi doesn't stop there, because Yun Hao feels that the cultivation of the Xuan Body Realm has become more refined. Yun Hao was in a much better mood all of a sudden, and he wanted to tell Leng Ling all these happy events, including the weeping blood and tears exercise.

After returning to the inn, he called for his senior sister, but he couldn't run upstairs, and pushed open the door, only to find that it was empty.

"Senior sister......" He was confused, and a strong bad feeling instantly filled his consciousness, something big was about to happen.

At this time, someone in the street shouted: "The sandstorm is coming...... Hide ......"