Chapter Thirteen: The Strange Vision Appears

  Because he knew that Han Li was injured in his foot, Zhang Tie personally brought the meal to his room and prepared to have dinner with him.

  Han Li watched him clumsily moving around his own house, first moving chairs and then fiddling with the table, busy for half a day, finally getting everything ready to eat, couldn't help but feel a little amused, but more so, a few parts moved.

  Two people sat down at the table and started chatting about trivial matters while putting food in their mouths, occasionally exchanging their experiences of practicing qigong.

  As soon as he mentioned the other's "Elephant Armor Technique", Zhang Tie rolled his eyes in frustration.

  Now Zhang Tie is extremely afraid of "Xiang Jia Gong", he has only practiced the first layer, but has been tortured by Mo Dafu to the point of crying out in suffering. Not only does he have to soak in some foul-smelling medicinal liquid at fixed times and places, but also has to endure Mo Dafu's wooden stick beating from time to time, saying it is to temper his tendons and bones.

  These brutal training methods made him unable to fall asleep peacefully every night for a period of time. His whole body was swollen and red, and even the slightest touch on the wooden bed made him grit his teeth in pain.

  That was a real nightmare for him.

  As for Han Li's unnamed oral formula, Zhang Tie was extremely envious from the bottom of his heart.

  He felt that as long as he sat and chanted like a monk every day, everything would be fine. These words left Han Li speechless.

  Zhang Tie's fear of the later stages of "Xiang Jia Gong" was still understandable to Han Li. Whoever knew that after this, they would have to go through torture several times more severe than before, and they would be restless in their daily lives, finding it hard to eat or sleep.

  Zhang Tie has persisted until now and hasn't given up, which makes Han Li greatly admire him.

  If it were him, he would never practice this kind of self-torturing martial arts, even if it could make him a top-notch master overnight.

  While the two were chatting, dinner was almost finished. After Zhang hastily cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, he stood up to bid farewell, telling him to rest early and take good care of his injured foot before leaving.

  Han Li stood at the door, seeing off the other party after they left, then hastily returned to the house, closing the doors and windows tightly, leaving only a skylight open for ventilation. Only then did he take out the bottle from his bag and continue studying it.

  Han Li was after all just a teenager, and after messing around for a while, seeing that there was no lead, he felt somewhat bored. Adding to the fact that his foot still had an injury, his spirit also felt somewhat fatigued, so unknowingly, holding onto the bottle, leaning against the bed, he fell asleep in a daze.

  Also didn't know how long had passed, Han Li who was sleeping soundly suddenly felt a cold feeling spreading from one of his hands.

  Han Li shivered and opened his heavy eyelids with great effort, gazing dazedly at the hand that was acting strangely on its own.

  He suddenly sat up, his mouth wide open, with saliva flowing from one corner of his mouth, without even noticing it. He was completely devoid of any sleepiness, thoroughly stunned by the scene before him.

  A thread of visible white light, through the only skylight in the house, descended from the sky and gathered on the bottle held in hand, forming a grain-sized white light spot, wrapping the entire bottle with a thin layer of white light.

  This white light is very gentle and not dazzling at all. The cool feeling comes from this faint white light.

  Han Li swallowed a mouthful of icy saliva, and suddenly woke up, tossing the bottle in his hand to one side, and scrambling to the other side.

  After cautiously observing for a while, it seemed that there was no danger, so he carefully approached again.

  The bottle in the white light looks exceptionally beautiful and tempting, with a hint of mystery.

  Han Li hesitated for a moment, then gently poked the bottle with his finger a few times. Seeing no reaction, he carefully picked up the bottle again and placed it back on the table. He himself leaned in close by, excitedly observing this unprecedented strange phenomenon.

  Han Li's eyes didn't blink as he stared intently at the bottle in the white light for a long time, and finally discovered a few secrets hidden within.

  This bottle, through its surface, is ceaselessly absorbing the white light spots wandering nearby. No, not absorbing, but these light spots are squeezing into the bottle with all their might, one after another, in a frantic manner, as if they were alive.

  Han Li was slightly curious and lightly touched one of them with his fingertips.

  It's cool! Besides this, there is nothing special about it.

  Han Li raised his head and took a look.

  Strands of white light continued to fall from the skylight, showing no signs of stopping.

  Han Li looked around at the closed doors and windows, then gazed up at the open skylight.

  He suddenly had an idea, gently pushed open the door and took a peek outside.

  It's okay now, it's already late at night, except for a few chirping autumn insects outside, everything is quiet and there isn't anyone around.

  Han Li pulled his head back, turned around and grabbed the small bottle, stuffed it into the leather bag, then quickly ran out.

  Ran all the way to a quiet and deserted place before finally stopping.

  She looked around cautiously with her eyes, making sure there was really no one else here. Only then did she carefully take out the bottle again and gently put it back on the ground.

  The light spot near the bottle originally disappeared without a trace after it was packed into the leather bag.

  But Han Li was not worried.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, after a short while, numerous rays of light gathered from all directions, far more than those inside the house. Then, countless white light dots densely floated around the small bottle, forming a gigantic light cluster the size of a washbasin.